That day I fell ill. (Original post)

That day I fell ill

, and
my lover led me into the ward.
Suddenly, a large group of men and women in white coats and hats entered
; they were all young interns.

The young man followed shyly behind, while
the girl, beautiful and fair-skinned,
confidently entered and immediately won me
over. See, that girl is more ambitious.

She touched my chest, asked me questions,
took my blood pressure, and grabbed my wrist.
The girl bent over, her body protruding,
her breasts, without a bra, were breathtaking—
full, soft, pink, and white.
Afraid, I hesitated, keeping my hand away from her sagging breasts, trying to hold back.
The girl seemed to notice, suddenly pulling my hand forcefully upwards,
pressing my wrist tightly against her breast. "

My lover's breasts are nowhere near as big as yours!
My lover is right here, aren't you afraid of doing this?
You're so flirtatious, have you ever let anyone touch your crotch?"
Soft, plump breasts,
trembling and sagging, almost touching below the sternum—

it's just that people have desires,
but not women's bodies.
Leading a patient like this,
even a dead person would crane their neck.

You've seen so many dead people,
you think you're dead and are touching me like that?
You're such a pretty girl,
listening to your heartbeat is pointless.
With you holding my hand like that,
taking my blood pressure is a waste of time.

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