【The Dream of Evil】(Thirty-one) Prototype

(31) Prototype

In that Buddha-land, it is not illuminated by the light of the sun, moon, mani jewels, or stars. All the Bodhisattvas there illuminate

billions of nayuta Buddha-lands with their own light. Furthermore, in that Buddha-land, the opening of flowers is day, and the closing of flowers is night, responding to the seasons according to the Bodhisattvas' desires

, yet there is no cold, heat, old age, sickness, or death. If a Bodhisattva desires to attain Bodhi, they go to another Buddha-land, and upon the end of their lifespan in the Tusita Heaven, they

are reborn and attain Bodhi. In this Buddha-land, there is no Nirvana; hundreds of thousands of kinds of music exist in the sky. Though they do not manifest, their sounds are heard.

This music does not originate from sounds of craving and desire, but from the sounds of the Paramitas, the Buddha, the Dharma, the Sangha, and the Dharma teachings of the

Bodhisattvas. All the Bodhisattvas can hear the wondrous Dharma according to their understanding. Furthermore, if a Bodhisattva desires to see the Buddha, wherever they go, whether walking, sitting, or standing, they will immediately see the Tathagata

sitting under the Bodhi tree. If bodhisattvas have doubts about the Dharma, upon seeing that Buddha, without needing explanation, all their doubts will be severed, and they will understand

the meaning of the Dharma.

== *Maharatnakuta Sutra*, Volume 60

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The first photo in the digital camera's album is set against a backdrop of lush bamboo forest, brightly lit.

The clear water in the background ripples with the reflection of the greenery, and a beautifully sculpted, fair-skinned nude

body . Beneath her raised pink arms are wisps of light armpit hair, and the pubic hair swaying like seaweed between her long legs is also

striking. But what truly catches the eye are, of course, two hemispherical mounds of snow-white, smooth flesh, and atop these mounds

stand two delicate coral beads. The beads, after being submerged in water, reflect light, making them appear incredibly alluring. Moreover, due to

the shooting angle, the two peaks almost completely obscure the woman's facial features. Wang Yan was stunned for a moment before

recognizing the photo as a picture of herself swimming on her back in the circular pool. Her face flushed red, and she sat up to grab the camera from Dou Weimin's

hand : "What is this? It's so ugly!"

Dou Weimin held Wang Yan's body in place with one hand and raised the camera high with the other: "Hey, hey, water splashed on the camera!

" Wang Yan struggled a few times but was blocked by Dou Weimin. Taking advantage of Wang Yan's momentary relaxation, Dou Weimin pulled her

tightly into his arms: "Don't rush, look carefully, isn't it beautiful! It's no worse than those nude photographs, maybe it

could even win an award!" Wang Yan struggled a couple of times but couldn't break free from Dou Weimin's arms. Her face was pressed against Dou Weimin's chin as she looked at

the photo album screen. Her eyes flickered a few times before settling on the image: "This isn't good, someone will see it

... What's so interesting about it? It's so embarrassing, delete it quickly!" Dou Weimin ignored Wang Yan's pleas and instead hugged her even

tighter . He continued to comment on the photo in a calm tone: "What's wrong with taking a picture for yourself?

Just be careful. Take a look, isn't this picture really beautiful? Women's bodies look especially

good , especially someone with a good figure like you. You're beautiful, the effect is even better, and my technique is good too." Wang Yan

hesitated for a moment without speaking, then suddenly tried to break free from Dou Weimin's embrace but failed. She gasped and muttered,

"Where can I see beauty? I only see… Please, husband, delete it, okay?"

Dou Weimin lowered his head and gently kissed Wang Yan's forehead: "Okay, okay, I'll delete it in a bit, but let's look

at it . It's such a pity no one appreciates such great nude photography. You've never seen

the effect of your own body in a photo." This time, Wang Yan didn't say anything, stopped struggling, and watched Dou Weimin flip through the

album .

Dou Weimin paused his gaze on the photo of Wang Yan standing by the pool with her back to the camera, head tilted back, taking a deep breath.

He particularly loved this photo. Wang Yan's naked body, her long, slender legs stretched taut, was accentuated by the upward movement of

her body , highlighting the beautiful lines of her back, especially the groove between her legs. Her full buttocks

appeared even more rounded and pert. Especially due to the backlighting, the soft curves from top to bottom had a subtle

sheen, giving this outdoor nude photo of a married woman a rich artistic feel. The scene also included lush bamboo groves, pale blue

pool water, azure sky, and white clouds—all harmoniously blended together. Even now, when Dou Weimin sees this photo again,

he is still captivated: "See? How beautiful my wife's back is.

" Wang Yan remained silent. Dou Weimin lowered his head slightly and saw her beautiful eyes blinking as she stared at the photo album, her face

flushed . He couldn't help but kiss her forehead again: "This is the first time you've seen your back like this

, isn't it?" Wang Yan softly hummed in agreement. Dou Weimin also whispered gently in her ear: "Isn't your

naked back really beautiful?" Wang Yan reflexively hummed in agreement again, then her body trembled:

"No way! It's not beautiful at all, I...I..." Dou Weimin laughed and continued flipping through the photo album.

When the photos reached the one where Wang Yan was facing the camera in horror, covering her breasts with her hands, Wang Yan couldn't help

but chuckle and lightly punched Dou Weimin's chest: "You're the worst, you scared me to death!"

??? The last few photos of Wang Yan sleeping naked from behind again elicited her coquettish reproach, questioning whether passersby would see them. Dou

Weimin feigned nonchalance, saying, "How could this be? What place is this, a market or a main street? Alright

, alright, my little beauty has finished admiring us, let's delete them so you won't worry." Wang Yan hesitated slightly,

then said nothing, watching Dou Weimin delete the photos one by one.

The summer night was deep. The dim light of the streetlights filtered through the bamboo grove, seemingly shattered by the gentle breeze.

The rustling of bamboo leaves and the chirping of insects nearby made the small villa seem otherworldly.

Dou Weimin kneaded Wang Yan's nipples in the warm water, feeling the unique smoothness of her skin against the surface,

unable to suppress his renewed interest. Wang Yan quickly kissed him on the cheek: "Honey, I'm so tired, and it seems like my period is coming early

this month." Dou Weimin paused, stopped what he was doing, and deliberately sighed: "Oh,

this is really bad timing. My wife's health is more important, so I'll skip court." He then

pinched Wang Yan's smooth, plump buttocks again: "How about... I take a few more pictures? Just a few, tonight we can look at them and satisfy our cravings. I promise to delete them

tomorrow , okay?" Wang Yan's face flushed again: "

You bad husband, you always want to..."

Dou Weimin, wrapped in a towel, sat contentedly in front of his laptop, browsing the photos he had just copied. Wang

Yan finally couldn't resist Dou Weimin's persistent pleading, and feeling somewhat apologetic that her physical condition couldn't satisfy his

needs, and reassured by his earlier deletion of the photos, finally...

She reluctantly cooperated, allowing Dou Weimin to openly take a series of nude photos. For the first few photos, Wang Yan was in

the water. Although the water was transparent, it at least gave her some concealment, making her feel slightly

safer. Later, Dou Weimin coaxed her out of the small pool and, in the area between the balcony and the bedroom door, under the alternating

light and the shadows of the balcony, posed her for several side and back shots.

Wang Yan was trembling slightly with nervousness, never daring to face the camera, or letting her hair

down to cover her face. After refusing Dou Weimin's request to turn on all the lights on the balcony, Dou Weimin coaxed her into

the bedroom upstairs in the villa. After posing her in several suggestive positions on the bed, Dou Weimin successfully guided Wang Yan into a kneeling position as if waiting for penetration, praising her figure while taking

beautiful photos from different angles .

Dou Weimin had originally intended to press his advantage and push Wang Yan to take even more daring photos, but Wang Yan could no longer

contain her shyness. She hastily slipped on a skirt and rushed downstairs.

Meanwhile, the exhausted Wang Yan was already fast asleep, while Dou Weimin sat energetically at his computer,

editing photos of Wang Yan using graphic design software. He was enlarging a photo of Wang Yan kneeling, taken from behind. Seeing her light

brown nipples timidly nestled within her round, moon-like buttocks, the young man immediately became aroused. Just

then, the phone rang. It was Hu Qingyou calling. Afraid of disturbing Wang Yan's sleep, Dou Weimin answered the phone immediately

, not speaking, but dashing to the balcony.

Hu Qingyou said that Tong Yubin wanted him to come over for a while, and that someone would be waiting to pick him up at the villa gate soon. He

advised against bringing Wang Yan. Dou Weimin quietly replied that it was no problem. After hanging up the phone, he changed his clothes, shut down the computer,

adjusted the bedroom air conditioning temperature, gently kissed Wang Yan's forehead, and turned off the light. This time, it was

n't

a waiter but a security guard who arrived in a sightseeing vehicle. He led Dou Weimin around for a while until they reached

a large villa. A waiter was already waiting under a streetlamp at the entrance. This villa

was several times larger than "Liushengju," still featuring a circular swimming pool, but with much more greenery and several large trees,

presumably transplanted. In the center was a three-story building of several hundred square meters, brightly lit.

After the waiter led Dou Weimin to the lobby on the ground floor, a beautiful woman in a short cheongsam led him up to the second floor. At the door directly opposite the second-floor staircase

, the woman in the cheongsam gently pressed a button on the door. Soon, a

girl dressed in a bikini, looking like a schoolgirl, opened the door: "Mr. Dou, you've arrived! Please come in."

After entering, there was a foyer. The bikini-clad girl opened another door, and a wave of music rushed in.

Dou Weimin, secretly impressed, calmly walked in, only to be immediately overwhelmed. The 200-

square-meter room was brightly lit, with about a dozen bikini-clad women accompanying four men. Dou Weimin recognized Tong Yubin and

Hu Qingyou; they were sitting on a sofa, surrounded by a group of women, drinking. Two other men, whom he didn't recognize,

sat on high bar stools, each with a woman in one arm, singing "Only by Fighting Will You Win" into a standing microphone.

Hu Qingyou waved to Dou Weimin, and Tong Yubin and the two women between him quickly stood up to make room.

As soon as Dou Weimin sat down, before he could even speak to Hu Qingyou, two scantily

clad women pressed themselves against him from both sides. Tong Yubin was rubbing one of the women's bras with one hand, while chugging down a small bottle of beer in the other

. He then grinned at Dou Weimin, "Why didn't you bring your junior sister?" Dou Weimin thought to himself

, "She clearly told me not to bring her, and besides, could I even bring Wang Yan?" But he cheerfully replied, "She's

tired and has already rested." Tong Yubin laughed, "I thought you were busy with something as pretty as your junior sister.

I just saw the guests off and called you to sit down. Let's have a drink." Dou Weimin was about to speak when a glass of red wine

was brought . He turned his head and saw that the woman to his right was a blonde, seductively offering

him a glass of wine.

Dou Weimin put his arms around the smooth waists pressed against his sides and downed the glass of wine in one gulp. Tong Yubin

nodded and asked a woman in a leopard-print bikini to hand him a cigar. The two men who had finished singing also sat

down. Hu Qingyou introduced them; the bespectacled, somewhat refined-looking man was Brother Qiu, the head of the provincial underworld

, and the other was his partner. Tong Yubin gave a few instructions to one of the women opposite him. The woman smiled, stood

up, and pulled several of her companions to the center of the room. The lighting changed to a disco-like atmosphere, the music switched to hop

, and the women began to dance wildly, displaying extreme allure. It was then that Dou Weimin noticed the woman under

Tong Yubin 's control—the same minor celebrity he had seen on his previous visit.

Judging by their figures, the dancing women seemed to be models. Qiu was drinking Moutai, saying he only liked the soy sauce-flavored type of baijiu.

Dou Weimin slapped his thigh: "Qiu, you've got some spirit! I'll drink this with you too." Tong Yubin also straightened up: "Alright,

we're happy today, let's all switch to Moutai, girls can do whatever they want."

The men all started drinking baijiu, with some snacks. The dancing girls, to the beat of upbeat music,

gradually unhooked their bikinis, soon becoming naked. The girls sitting next to the men were also

gradually Dou Weimin saw Hu Qingyou rubbing a large-breasted woman next to him and wondered

where Sha Yue was. Hu Qingyou, seeing his expression, seemed to understand his question, grabbed a giggling, half-naked

woman, laid her on his lap, pulled down her panties, and gave her a loud slap on the buttocks: "I had Si Hu

take her home."

Dou Weimin, after a few glasses of Moutai, was still a little reserved, so the girls on either side unhooked their clothes, laughing and

squeezing him with their breasts. He was feeling somewhat embarrassed when he saw that the young starlet had also been disarmed by Tong Yubin.

The young starlet seemed a little shy, unwilling to be like the other women, but Tong Yubin roughly ripped open her

bra. She had barely covered her breasts when Tong Yubin pulled her arms away: "I didn't tell you to film a TV show right now, so behave."

The young starlet forced a smile and relaxed her body. Dou Weimin stared intently at her breasts with some surprise,

preparing to examine what made a star's breasts different, but found that her bare breasts were just like Qin Qi's,

not as attractive as Wang Yan's. It was just that the star's aura made him particularly curious and excited.

??? After two bottles of Moutai, two naked women laid out a row of glasses on the coffee table and poured beer. Another naked woman brought over a...

A box was opened, and some red, blue, and yellow pills were taken out and thrown into cups. Each of the naked women took a cup, and

Tong Yubin also took one. Hu Qingyou looked at Dou Weimin and shook his head slightly. Dou Weimin came to his senses and declined

the cup offered by the foreign woman next to him.

Not long after, to the beat of loud music, everyone in the room except Dou Weimin was completely naked

. Hu Qingyou, naked, dragged two women to a small room. Qiu Ge and his partner were surrounded by several naked women,

serving him from all angles. The young starlet propped herself up on the coffee table, her buttocks raised high, while Tong Yubin stood behind her, thrusting vigorously, and

two naked women knelt on the floor, licking his body. Dou Weimin was also aroused by the lewd atmosphere,

but he was still a little reserved. At this moment, the blonde woman next to him squatted down in front of him, reached out and unzipped his pants, helped the

already restless Dou Weimin to his feet, and opened her mouth to suck on it. Another naked woman stood

up and straddled Dou Weimin, unbuttoning his short-sleeved shirt. She then cupped his head and showered him

with passionate kisses, rubbing her breasts against his chest. Dou Weimin passively accepted this, his heart

pounding excitedly to the rousing music in the room. His hands roamed over the naked woman straddling him, his gaze drifting

to the young starlet's naked body, which was heaving back and forth. He watched her close her eyes, open her mouth, and let out

unconscious , loud moans, her drooping breasts swaying rhythmically. He felt

the wet heat emanating from Dou Weimin's chest, his mind a jumble of thoughts.

Tong Yubin gulped down a bottle of beer, glanced back at Dou Weimin, withdrew his penis from the young star's body

, walked over in a few steps, grabbed the foreign woman's hair and pulled her away, then lifted the naked woman off Dou Weimin, pulled

Dou Weimin up and walked back behind the young star, put Dou Weimin's hands on the young star's waist,

sat down in Dou Weimin's previous spot, then grabbed the foreign woman's head and pressed it against his lower body, the foreign woman hurriedly took his penis into her mouth, while

the other naked woman knelt beside him and licked his body.

Dou Weimin was somewhat stunned, holding the young star's slender waist, at a loss, when the two naked women who had been kneeling on the ground

unbuckled his belt, pulled his trousers and underwear down to his ankles, and the young star also hurriedly

hummed and pushed her small, upturned buttocks back. Dou Weimin gritted his teeth, withdrew one hand to support his little Dou,

and forward, plunging headfirst into the muddy lower body of this pure and innocent young idol actor whom Wang Yan particularly liked. Soon,

the young starlet groaned loudly again. Dou Weimin placed one hand on her smooth hip, while the other hand slipped to her breast from

the side , grasping one of her still-swaying nipples. Dou Weimin's mind

wandered, somewhat confused: "I guess this counts as physical infidelity. First time with a starlet..."

Around

ten o'clock in the morning, a phone call from Qi Qiang, the county magistrate of Sanzhu County, startled the groggy Dou Weimin. Qi

Qiang reminded Dou Weimin again that he would be coming in the afternoon, and that he would be bringing his concubine

along, telling Dou Weimin to bring his mistress as well. Dou Weimin forced himself to finish the call before coming to his senses: "Mistress? I don't have one!" He slowly sat up against

the headboard , realizing he was alone in the upstairs bedroom. There were noises downstairs; it must be Wang Yan

down there.

He tried hard to recall the absurdity of last night. His cousin, Hu Qingyou, called to say that Tong Yubin had invited him over for a get-together.

He went alone. Qiu, a powerful figure in the provincial capital's underworld, was there, along with one of Qiu's friends. Qiu wore glasses and looked

refined. There were many women in bikinis, and Tong Yubin, that minor celebrity. After drinking, many people took drugs, and then

there was a nudist activity. A foreign woman gave him a blowjob, and Tong Yubin gave the minor celebrity to him. Later, he was

very energetic and had sex with a bunch of women, I don't know how many times. I think a security guard brought him back...

"Damn it! I wonder if Wang Yan found out? Does she smell of any other women on her when she got back?"

Dou body stiffened, and his mind cleared up considerably. He saw his clothes haphazardly thrown on the sofa,

which Wang Yan probably hadn't touched. There was a glass of water on the bedside table, which Wang Yan must have put there. Dou Weimin drank the glass of

cold water and got up to go to the bathroom.

Wang Yan was watching a TV series on the computer downstairs. Seeing Dou Weimin come down, she smiled sweetly at him: "

Get up ! Oh, you even took a shower? You came back reeking of alcohol last night, snoring like thunder. I couldn't stand you, so I

went downstairs to sleep. Look at your shirt, it looks like pickled vegetables!" Dou Weimin felt relieved upon hearing this: "Hey,

Boss Tong here called and said to come over, but I saw you were tired, so I didn't invite you." Wang Yan rolled her eyes at her: "

Who wants to drink with a bunch of grown men! By the way, you should be leaving soon, right? The weather's changed today, it's drizzling, it's quite

cool.

" Wang Yan called the front desk early in the morning to have breakfast delivered. Dou Weimin ate

the milk and eggs Wang Yan had just heated in the microwave, recalling details of the previous night: "What was that little starlet's name

again? Wang Yan should know, right? A pure idol, hehe, quite useful, pure enough, a real slut… Did they use that foreign girl

later , trying to boost our national prestige like Qi Qiang? I think she wasn't Russian. It seems

Tong Yubin only treated that little starlet as a plaything, very generous, giving her to me. Was he drunk? He was on drugs too. I wonder

how my cousin is… No wonder he asked Si Hu to take my cousin's wife away first, he probably knew what he was going to do

… That Brother Qiu doesn't seem like a gangster at all, his partner is a bit more like one, but he's on drugs too …

"

In the light drizzle, Dou Weimin was whistling as he drove leisurely along the road. When he heard Wang Yan say that she wanted to

come to "Zizhu Bathing Beach" again, he realized that he had left in a hurry and hadn't said goodbye to Tong Yubin and Hu Qingyou. Just as he was about to stop and

make a call, Wang Yan in the passenger seat suddenly exclaimed loudly, "Ah! There's been a... there's been a car accident!" Dou Weimin looked ahead and

saw a minibus overturned on the opposite hillside.

Dou Weimin rushed to the spot where the minibus had crashed, stopped the car, and opened the door: "Wang Yan, quickly call the police and then

120, and flag down other vehicles to help. I'll go down and check!" Wang Yan also hurriedly got out of the car: "Okay, okay, be

careful." The slope wasn't very steep, and some people had already climbed out of the minibus. Cries and shouts filled the air.

Dou Weimin grabbed onto bushes and went down the slope. Because of the rain, the grassy slope was slippery, and he slipped and fell

several times before reaching the minibus covered in mud: "Quickly organize a rescue! All the men who can move, come! Where's the driver?"

A woman, her face covered in mud and blood, cried out, "The driver is dead!" Dou Weimin was stunned for a moment, then

shouted loudly, "Don't panic, everyone! Those who are uninjured, help them. Those who are injured but can walk, go up first. Stop cars to take

the seriously injured to the hospital. Those who can't walk, wait for someone to arrive. The police and ambulances will be here soon!"

Dou Weimin lost count of how many times he had gone up and down the road. Covered in blood and mud, he looked almost indistinguishable from the injured

. Wang Yan and the others stopped several passing cars, and the people in the cars got out to help despite the rain.

Dou Weimin returned to the minibus. The woman from before grabbed him, saying, "Brother, hurry, hurry! There's a child

in trouble!" Dou Weimin and a man carefully caught a little boy being handed to them from inside the bus. The

boy was crying loudly, with several cuts on his face and blood still seeping from his head. "Who's the child's family?

" Dou Weimin shouted. Someone inside the bus cried out in response, "His mother is dead..."

Dou Weimin and the man who had helped him carried the little boy onto the road. "Wang Yan! Has the ambulance arrived?!"

A soaking wet Wang Yan rushed over in a panic, "The ambulance has arrived, and the police are here too... God, this child..."

"I can't wait any longer! Wang Yan, you sit in the back. I'll give you the baby. Brother, oh, who's more seriously injured?

Come with us to the hospital first!" Dou Weimin shouted loudly. An old man, whose head was also bleeding profusely, jogged over and

hesitated at the car door: "Boss... it'll get your car dirty..." "Dirty my foot! Enough with your nonsense!

Get in the car!" Dou Weimin had just handed the baby to Wang Yan when he heard the old man's words and couldn't help but curse.

After cursing regretted it: "Uncle, hurry up, saving lives is the priority!"

??? Dou Weimin drove while telling Wang Yan to continue making phone calls to notify the hospital to prepare. After Wang Yan finished the call, she

began to comfort the little boy in her arms. The little boy seemed to want to act like a man in front of the beautiful woman, and stopped crying with Wang

Yan's encouragement. As they approached the outskirts of Ding'an City, two police cars came from the opposite direction. Dou Weimin quickly

stopped the car jumped out, and stopped the police cars to explain the situation. One police car turned around and Ding'an

led the way. Dou

Weimin jumped into the car and followed behind, saying, "Damn it, why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet? Didn't it leave a long time ago?!" At this moment, Wang Yan exclaimed from behind the car, "Weimin, the uncle has fainted! He's bleeding a lot..." Dou Weimin didn't even turn his head,

saying, "Shut up! We'll talk about it at the hospital. Take care of the child!" Wang Yan responded softly and then sang softly to the little boy.

The police car sped to the hospital with Dou Weimin's siren blaring. A group of doctors and nurses were already waiting at

the emergency lane entrance with umbrellas. "Damn it! Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?!" Dou Weimin jumped out of the car and cursed. A

young nurse timidly said, "The ambulance went out a while ago, but it broke down on the road..." "Why did it have to break down so badly

..." Dou Weimin was practically in a frenzy. He opened the back door, preparing to take the child from Wang Yan's arms:

"Hurry up, this child is badly injured, and that old man next to him is also injured. Come and take him!"

For some reason, the little boy in Dou Weimin's arms reached out and tightly grabbed Wang Yan's dress

strap: "I'm scared, I want my sister..." The little

boy , all the way down to Wang Yan's shoulder. Because Wang Yan was turned to the side,

the upper half of her snow-white, full breasts was immediately exposed to everyone's gaze. Dou Weimin was stunned, wanting to speak but hesitating,

suddenly feeling a dryness in his mouth and a pounding in his heart. Wang Yan, however, was completely oblivious, her tearful

eyes looking at the little boy, gently stroking his head with her other hand: "Don't be afraid, listen to your sister, Xiao Hua,

go see your wound quickly."

??? The doctors, nurses, and police officers who had gathered around all chimed in, urging the little boy named Xiao Hua to let go.

Dou Weimin quickly glanced around and noticed that although the men were talking, their eyes were mostly focused on Wang Yan's

exposed, snow-white, firm breasts. The wound on the little boy's head was bleeding profusely from the pressure

, but Xiao Hua still expressed in a weak but firm voice that he wanted to stay with Wang Yan, while his little hand gripped

Wang Yan's bra strap even tighter, pulling it up to Wang Yan's elbow. Now, half of Wang Yan's white bra and her

perfectly rounded breasts were completely exposed to everyone. "This is too much!"

The . He hurriedly stepped forward and shoved the child into Wang Yan's arms. "Okay, I'll go with you!"

Wang Yan carried Xiao Hua, with two nurses on either side, supporting them as they headed straight for the operating room. Wang Yan's soaked

dress clung tightly to her curvaceous body. Her almost transparent back revealed the outline of her bra,

especially her lower body, where two flesh-colored, rounded buttocks and the diagonal edges of her underwear were clearly visible, along with the

alluring cleft between her buttocks... Dou Weimin stood dumbfounded in the corridor, secretly swallowing hard. When he turned around, he

saw several patients and their families watching the spectacle, also staring at Wang Yan's back. His heart skipped a beat again.

After the little boy was soothed to sleep on the operating table and wheeled into the operating room by the doctors and nurses, Wang Yan was finally free. She

wearily turned and walked towards Dou Weimin, one shoulder strap still dangling from her shoulder, her exposed upper half of her

snow-white breasts smeared with Xiao Hua's blood, making them even more conspicuous. A nurse approached with a nurse's uniform

, whispering a few words to Wang Yan, who hurriedly adjusted her strap and put on the uniform.

Dou Weimin had originally planned to take Wang Yan home to change, but Wang Yan insisted on waiting to see the results of Xiao Hua's surgery. Dou Weimin

had no choice but to call Qin Qi and ask her to buy Wang Yan a dress.

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