Everything for his son

"Ms. Ling," said Dr. Qin Bo's attending physician, who was around forty years old and had held the title of associate chief physician for ten years. He was said to be a strong contender for the next head of neurosurgery. "We had an MRI and an EEG done this month, but the patient's brain recovery... is very slow, despite using the best medications available on the market." "Hmm," Ling Anru nodded. She had heard this a lot this month and had accepted the reality. She quietly placed her hands on the table, but her beautiful legs, clad in high-end stockings, were still nervously twisting together under the table. "I know, doctor, please tell me what you think." "Ahem," Dr. Zhang, the deputy chief physician at the other end of the table, coughed. His gaze couldn't help but drift to Ling Anru's ample breasts. "It's like this, a classmate of mine is leading a drug trial that has shown good results in nerve repair. It might be effective for the patient, but..." Ling Anru didn't pay attention to Dr. Zhang's gaze. She had been lewdly looked at by men since she was a child and was already used to it. She adjusted her posture and waited for the doctor to speak.

"But they're still in Phase 3, which is clinical trials. They have a lot of patients booked, and they're all from other provinces, so you know what I mean."

As a business elite, Ling Anru knew what was going on with just a glance. She hurriedly said, "How much? We can afford it!"

"No, no money." Deputy Director Zhang leered and grabbed her hand.

Ling Anru pulled her hand back as if she'd been electrocuted. "I... let me think..." She hurriedly left the office.

"I'm on duty the day after tomorrow," Deputy Director Zhang called out, watching Ling Anru's beautiful back.

Ling Anru paused.

The next evening, Ling Anru didn't have to go to the hospital to be with her son. After a busy day at the company, she could finally rest. She changed into a nightgown that barely covered half her breasts, elegantly lay on the sofa playing with her iPad, opened Weibo, and browsed information about TFBOY.

Yes, she was a fan of TFBOY, one of the so-called "mommy fans." What older woman wouldn't like three excellent and adorable boys?

Originally, Ling Anru wanted to look at her idol to relieve the pressure in her heart, but the more she looked, the more suffocated she felt.

If... if her son hadn't been in the car accident, he would still be so energetic and adorable, clinging to her, asking her to buy him a new phone, taking him on trips. If she hadn't asked him to carry her USB drive, if she had spent more time with him...

A "thud" startled Ling Anru awake. Looking at the iPad on the floor, its screen shattered into countless pieces, tears streamed down her face.

Just then, the door opened.

"Who?!" Ling Anru jumped up from the sofa.

"I... I'm back..." Qin Zong's muffled voice came from the doorway.

Ling Anru quickly wiped away her tears and went to answer the door.

"Why are you back? Shouldn't you be at the hospital with your son?" "Hiccup!" Qin Zong tossed his keys onto the shelf by the door. "I...I let...hiccup...Auntie work hard...hiccup...work hard all night, so I...came back first." Ling Anru walked over, a strong smell of alcohol hitting her. She frowned and said, "Why did you go drinking?" Qin Zong waved his hand dismissively. "Business...business! My old boss wants, hiccup, to promote me, hiccup, take me, hiccup, uh..." He gagged, took off his coat and threw it on the floor, and continued, "He took me to build rapport, ugh..."

Qin Zong quickly ran to the toilet, grabbed the toilet seat, and started vomiting.

Ling Anru, enduring the stench, patted her husband's back. "You too, if you can't drink, then don't! Spend more time with our son."

Qin Zong looked up at his wife, his eyes still blurry with drunkenness. "The cost of our son's treatment is increasing. I have to work hard to earn money, otherwise we won't be able to afford the hospital. *burp! vomit...*" After vomiting freely, he finally felt a little better. "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to sleep for a while." With that, Qin Zong walked towards the bedroom, taking off his clothes as he went, until he was only wearing his underwear. He lay down on the bed, snoring loudly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her husband, Ling Anru hesitated, then helplessly flushed the toilet. She picked up her husband's clothes from the floor, gathered them together, and stuffed them into the washing machine. Just as she was about to get up to get the laundry detergent, she suddenly noticed a red stain on the white shirt.

"This is..." Ling Anru took out the shirt and found a bright red lipstick stain on the collar. She clenched her fist so tightly that the shirt made a snapping sound.

Finally, Ling Anru loosened her shirt, applied some laundry detergent to her lipstick, rubbed it, and threw it back into the washing machine. After

hanging up the clothes, she looked at Qin Zong, who was snoring loudly, and turned to go into her son's bedroom. Although there was a guest room, it had been neglected since her son's accident and was covered in dust. On the contrary, her son's bedroom was cleaned every week, which was a kind of hope, perhaps one day her son would recover and go home.

Covering Qin Bo with the blanket, Ling Anru was filled with thoughts and could not fall asleep.

It was Ling Anru's turn to watch over her son. That night, after the nanny cleaned up Qin Bo's excrement,

Ling Anru said, "Auntie, you should go to sleep first." Ling Anru made up her mind.

"Oh! Thank you, thank you! Then I'll trouble you tonight!" The caregiver's face smiled like a chrysanthemum. She not only had to look after Qin Bo, but many other patients also asked her to take care of them. However, because the couple paid the most, she always stayed in the VIP ward. Other patients would contact her through the nurses if they needed anything. The fewer people she had to look after, the more rest she could get.

At 8 o'clock, the on-duty doctor came for late rounds.

Deputy Director Zhang, with a sanctimonious air, led his subordinates into the room. While the subordinates examined Qin Bo with a stethoscope, Deputy Director Zhang smiled at Ling Anru and said, "Madam, have you thought about what I told you the day before yesterday?" Ling Anru glanced at the subordinate doctor bent over, listening to Qin Bo's heartbeat with the stethoscope, and said to Deputy Director Zhang,

"I agree to participate in the trial."

Deputy Director Zhang smiled broadly, "I'll come back to talk to you and get the signatures in a bit." Ling Anru frowned and asked, "Here?"

Deputy Director Zhang glanced at the subordinate who was putting away the stethoscope and said, "Yes, right here." After they left, Ling Anru went to the bathroom to change her clothes. It was a very form-fitting cotton mini-dress with black and white stripes. She twirled in front of the mirror, loosening her headband to let her slightly wavy black hair fall over her shoulders. Her high breasts made the fabric at the chest almost transparent, and below the smooth fabric was her flat stomach. Her pert buttocks were tightly wrapped in the dress, which was so short it was almost dangerous; any higher and her black lace panties would be visible.

She had ordered this dress online, occasionally wearing it when she was home alone to admire herself and remind herself to maintain her figure.

"Knock knock," there was a knock on the door.

Ling Anru tidied her hair one last time in front of the mirror, cleared her throat, and said, "Come in." Deputy Director Zhang entered the VIP ward and locked the door behind him, taking off his white coat and hanging it on the hook on the door.

As a highly skilled individual who had returned from studying abroad, aside from his oily skin, it was difficult to discern any other characteristics of a middle-aged man. He wasn't balding, and to cope with the enormous volume of surgeries he performed, he maintained a good physique through exercise. Although his face was rather ordinary, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses added to his charm.

Looking at Ling Anru, who had changed her clothes, Deputy Director Zhang revealed a smug smile. "Mrs. Ling!" He opened his arms to greet her.

"Mmm…" Ling Anru resisted the urge to avoid him, leaning against Deputy Director Zhang's chest, turning her face to allow him to kiss her cheek.

Not getting a kiss on Ling Anru's lips, Deputy Director Zhang wasn't annoyed. He smiled and roamed over Anru's body, taking her buttocks into his grasp.

Ling Anru was somewhat unaccustomed to being treated so aggressively. Even when she was younger, she and her husband had always maintained a respectful relationship. Thinking of her husband, she recalled the lipstick mark she had found yesterday, and a sudden surge of vengeful pleasure welled up inside her. She forced a smile, suppressing the disgust of being intimate with a strange man.

"Don't be so impatient!" Ling

Anru was pushed back by Deputy Director Zhang's thrusts. "We just dealt with someone who jumped off a building; he needs surgery soon!" Deputy Director Zhang licked Ling Anru's smooth neck and pressed her onto the sofa.

He grabbed Ling Anru's shoulders and pulled down her clothes, the highly elastic fabric plunging below her chest, revealing her large, white breasts encased in a black, hemispherical bra.

"So big!" Deputy Director Zhang exclaimed, pushing aside the bra and kissing her wine-red nipples. Ling Anru felt goosebumps rise on her skin as Deputy Director Zhang's stubble grazed her sensitive breasts.

"It itches!" she resignedly closed her eyes.

Leaving kiss marks on the mature woman's breasts, Deputy Director Zhang then pulled down Ling Anru's panties and tossed them aside, pressing his index finger against her tightly closed labia and vaginal opening.

"Ah!" Ling Anru shuddered, trying to escape from beneath the man, but Deputy Director Zhang held her firmly, unable to move.

Having kissed and touched enough, Deputy Director Zhang decided to get straight to the point. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his hard penis, took out a condom from his pocket, tore it open, and put it on his dark penis. He then took out a cotton ball coated with paraffin oil to lubricate the condom, showing that this was not his first time doing this.

Ling Anru lay on the sofa, her head turned to the side, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, one long leg draped over the back of the sofa, the other dangling down, ready to be ravaged by the man. Seeing the incredibly beautiful mature woman beneath him so cooperative, Deputy Director Zhang grinned smugly, raised his penis, and thrust it towards Ling Anru's vaginal opening. With the lubrication of the paraffin oil, he easily parted her labia and penetrated her.

"Ah..." Ling Anru felt the fullness in her lower body. She opened her eyes and saw her son lying quietly on the opposite bed, seemingly asleep. Her heart filled with guilt.

"Madam, your pussy is so tight. Has your husband not made love to you in a long time? Leaving such a beautiful woman untouched, is your husband impotent?"

"No...no...ah...ah...you...ah...don't talk nonsense..." Ling Anru couldn't help but defend her husband.

"Is that so?" Deputy Director Zhang raised an eyebrow, accelerating his thrusts into the mature woman. "Is your husband stronger than me? Do you enjoy being fucked?"

"Ah...don't...don't mention him...ah..." Ling Anru's breathing became heavy.

"Hmph!" Deputy Director Zhang snorted coldly, pulled out his penis, and dragged Ling Anru up.

Pulled to the edge of her son's bed by the man, Ling Anru panicked: "What are you doing?" Deputy Director Zhang forcefully made her hold onto the railing of Qin Bo's hospital bed, and penetrated her from behind, his lower abdomen slapping against Ling Anru's soft buttocks with a loud slapping sound.

"Qin Bo, look at how much your mother has sacrificed for you!" He pressed down on Ling Anru's back, roughly kneading her large breasts.

"Son..." Ling Anru was forced to bend over, looking closely at her son's sleeping face, her nose stung, and she almost cried, "Son... ah... ah... you... you... wake up..." Wake up and protect your mother...

Her maternal love for her son made Ling Anru endure the man's penetration from behind, thinking to herself that she was being bitten by a dog.

In her torment, Ling Anru felt time slowing down as if an eternity had passed. Deputy Director Zhang's lewd words were like a distant breeze, no longer reaching her ears.

Finally, the man groaned, ejaculating into the condom.

Deputy Director Zhang pulled out his penis with pleasure, pulled off the condom and threw it in the trash can, wiped himself haphazardly with a nearby tissue, then stuffed his limp penis back into his pants and zipped up.

"The medicine will be delivered tomorrow," he said to Ling Anru, who was tidying her clothes, before leaving the room without looking back.

"..." Ling Anru took off her dress, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it in the trash can. Silently, she went to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, placed it on the floor, and then squatted over the basin, wiping her genitals with a towel.

After cleaning herself, she changed into casual clothes and lay down beside her son, stroking his somewhat thin, handsome face, watching him all night.

[The End]

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