The Happy Life of a Hospital Director

In a provincial-level mental health rehabilitation hospital in a major southern city, at 7:30 a.m., 40-year-old Director Ma Hanchao was intently writing a paper in his office. This leading figure in the province's mental health rehabilitation field had just led a group of young doctors to develop new scientific research findings, achieving a leading position nationwide in the treatment of depression, autism, and memory loss. "Knock, knock..." Someone gently knocked on the door. "Come in." "Director Ma, hello." A beautiful girl who looked about nineteen years old entered, wearing a white nurse's skirt, white socks, and casual shoes. She lowered her head slightly, embarrassed, when she saw Director Ma. "Li Xiaolu, hello. What can I do for you? Come, sit down and we'll talk." "No need, thank you, Dean... I... I still need your help with assigning me to your hospital. My internship will be over in about ten days. If it can't be arranged, I'll have to go back to the county's third-tier hospital... Our county hospital can't even pay salaries... I'm here to ask for your help..." "Sigh... It's not easy. Of the 20 nursing students who came for their internships, you're the only one from a rural area. It's very difficult for you to stay in a provincial hospital. Do you know how many leaders have written me notes???" As he spoke, he opened a drawer and took out a stack of various letters. "I got a perfect score on my assessment... Please... keep me here..." Li Xiaolu's pretty face still held a touch of childlike innocence. "Knock, knock..." Someone gently pushed the door open and came in. "Dean Ma, it's time for rounds. Today, please visit the VIP ward first; several leaders and celebrities are waiting for you to see their families." "Waiting for me in the ward? Why not queue up at the outpatient clinic?" "You don't know, your specialist appointments are sold out. Some patients' families started queuing at 5 AM last night, and they were all gone as soon as the clinic opened at 8 AM. Some people have been queuing for days..." "Alright, I can't afford to offend the leaders. Li Xiaolu, you should go back to the VIP ward. We'll talk about other things later." Dean Ma put on his white coat and walked out the door without looking back. Li Xiaolu's beautiful eyes showed a hint of disappointment and embarrassment as she slowly followed him out. "How is the announcer Zhang Quanling's condition now? How is her memory recovering?" The tall and imposing Dean Ma asked as he walked, surrounded by a group of doctors. “She’s been in the VIP ward for 15 days now. Her memory loss is severe, and she’s uncooperative with treatment, especially refusing injections and IV drips. She’s not noisy, though, but she doesn’t say a word…” A young female doctor, Zhang Yan, followed up respectfully. “I told you last time, your VIP ward should be managed like a regular ward. Family members can only visit once a week. Don’t stress the patients out; let them focus on their treatment… Zhang Quanling has been in the VIP ward for 15 days with no improvement. This won’t do!! Zhang Yan, as the attending physician, you need to be more responsible, okay?” “Yes… Also, Zhang Quanling’s family requests that you personally visit her…” “Okay… I’m too busy during the day, and I still need to write that paper tonight. I’ll go see her when I have time.” “Li Xiaolu! What are you doing? Quickly take the old bedsheets off the stairs!” The head nurse rushed into the nursing office, shouting at Li Xiaolu, who was lost in thought. “Huh?… Yes. Yes… Head Nurse.” Li Xiaolu playfully made a face and ran out. Li Xiaolu had been waiting for Dean Ma for three days, but hadn't seen him at all—he'd gone to Beijing to meet his classmate studying in Japan. "That Dean Ma is going to ruin me!!" Li Xiaolu said angrily, kicking the pile of old bedsheets hard. "Who are you calling a troublemaker? Little princess??" Dean Ma, carrying a briefcase and suitcase, said this as he passed by her, then strode on. "Dean Ma? You're back. I've been looking for you so many times..." Li Xiaolu was slender with a high, firm chest, and her ample, pert buttocks swayed slightly as she walked; she was quite alluring. "Why are you following me?" Dean Ma walked towards his office without turning back. "Dean Ma, I want to talk to you about something." "Really? I'd forgotten about it. Go ahead, I'm listening." "I can't talk to you now, you're too busy. I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight, please do me the honor." "Where did you learn that? Little girl. Did I underestimate you?" Dean Ma's arrogant gaze fixed on her white nurse's uniform. "6 pm tonight, wait for me in front of the post office at the hospital entrance. Don't laugh, I only promised you dinner, nothing else." With that, the door to the dean's office closed. "Yay!!" Li Xiaolu cheered uncontrollably. This time, Dean Ma didn't disappoint Li Xiaolu. He picked her up in his car and drove straight to the suburbs. At a small, nearly empty restaurant, they ate a 40-yuan meal. Wearing a nurse's uniform, Li Xiaolu, facing Director Ma who was engrossed in eating and silent, launched into a long-winded explanation of why she wanted to work at this hospital: her family was poor, she loved the nursing profession, and her boyfriend lived in the city… She also mentioned her singing and dancing talents, and that she was the arts and culture minister of the nursing school student union, hoping to bring honor to the hospital… “Do you like to sing?” “Yes.” “Shall we go to a karaoke bar?” “Sure! I didn’t realize you were a karaoke enthusiast?” “Hehe… I used to go to karaoke bars a lot when I was studying in Japan. I was quite the party animal back then, but now I’m old.” “You’re only 40, not old at all. Haven’t you heard that men are in their prime at 40?” “Then you’re still a budding flower.” Half an hour later, the two were already seated in a karaoke room. Li Xiaolu sang three songs for Director Ma, who smiled with satisfaction, clapping and praising her professional skills. He casually put his arm around her slender waist. Li Xiaolu was startled, then tried to appear calm as she looked down at the playlist. "How old are you, Xiaolu?" "Nineteen." Dean Ma placed his other hand on her knee, stroking her white stockings. "Little nurse, wearing white stockings makes you look very clean. And very sexy too." "Hmm, they just get dirty easily." Li Xiaolu squeezed her thighs together tightly, blocking Dean Ma's large hand from reaching upwards. "Dean...don't do this, I've always respected you..." Xiaolu was nervously unsure how to escape Dean Ma's entanglement. "Xiaolu, I've gone to great lengths for you, isn't it only right that you make some sacrifices? Don't be so reserved." The tall Dean Ma suddenly pushed Li Xiaolu down onto the sofa and began groping her. Li Xiaolu pleaded softly while desperately resisting, just as Dean Ma's large hand was about to touch her soft, thick pubic hair. "Arise! Ye who refuse to be slaves! Let our flesh and blood..." A cell phone rang from Dean Ma's purse. "A phone call!! Answer it quickly, Dean!" Li Xiaolu cried out like a drowning person finally grasping at a straw. "Damn it!" Dean Ma angrily scrambled off her. He opened his bag, pulled out his cell phone which was blaring "The Internationale," and went out. Li Xiaolu sat up nimbly, pulling up the clothes that had been pulled down to her slender shoulders. "Really? Good that you agree. I'll come over later. Is anyone else at your house? Okay, wait for me. Goodbye." Dean Ma seemed much happier after answering the phone call, standing beaming beside the upright Li Xiaolu. “Xiaolu, don’t be afraid. I never force anyone. We have about ten minutes left. How about I read your palm?” “Okay, I’ve heard the dean is a master’s student in clinical psychology and is very accurate at palm reading.” “I see your family wasn’t well-off when you were young. Did anything happen to your family?” “My father died shortly after I was born.” “Not that. It’s about your mother.” “Ah?…No, she’s fine.” “Thirteen or fourteen years ago, your mother was raped at home by a young man. Were you there?” “You’re lying! That didn’t happen.” Her fair neck flushed pink. “She was sweating a lot…Do you remember?” “No! Please don’t be so rude. I should go.” Li Xiaolu’s body began to tremble. "You developed late; you didn't get your period until you were 16. There's a small red dot the size of a soybean on your white buttocks; is it still on the left side?" "You shameless!" Li Xiaolu pushed him away and stormed out… At 9 PM, a taxi sped to the cotton mill dormitory area and stopped in front of a six-story building. Dean Ma, wearing sunglasses and carrying a briefcase, strode confidently into Unit 4. He went straight to the 6th floor and knocked on the door of Xiao Xiaolin's apartment, 602. Xiao Xiaolin, a 36-year-old laid-off worker from the cotton mill, had attempted suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills after her husband was imprisoned for drug use and theft. Despite being saved, she remained in a coma for 10 days and developed severe memory loss, becoming Dean Ma's patient. Dean Ma, lusting after her beauty, showered her with care and used the latest Japanese research findings. After 20 days in the hospital, her condition improved significantly. However, the exorbitant cost of 10,000 yuan for 20 days of medication made it impossible for this impoverished family to continue treatment. After being discharged from the hospital and returning home, Xiao Xiaolin's condition quickly worsened.Under Dean Ma's careful manipulation, Xiao Xiaolin's 17-year-old only son, Xiao Mao, finally agreed to Dean Ma's suggestion to use his mother's body as payment for his medication, with Dean Ma providing her with the drugs long-term. Today, Xiao Mao called Dean Ma. "Who is it?" came a young man's voice. "It's me." The door opened. "You've finally arrived, Dean Ma..." Dean Ma made a quiet gesture and pushed the young man into the room. "Xiao Mao, did you take your mother for tests today?" "This morning, liver function, erythrocyte sedimentation rate, kidney function, and more than ten other tests, costing another 600 yuan. The doctor said everything is fine." "Remember to use this imported medicine; you need to have it tested every 10 days. Don't be careless. Otherwise, it could be fatal." "I remember." Dean Ma took out a beautifully packaged imported medicine and handed it to Xiao Mao. "This is a 5-day supply; keep it safe. When will you pay me for the medicine?" Xiao Mao blushed deeply, lowered his head, and tugged at the corner of his clothes. “My mom’s sitting in the inner room…be nice to her…” “Okay…don’t worry…I’ll make her comfortable.” Dean Ma patted Xiao Mao’s shoulder, rushed into the inner room impatiently, and closed the door behind him. Xiao Mao’s heart pounded nervously, his mouth was dry, and his eyes twitched incessantly. “Mom, please forgive me, I had no choice but to do this,” he silently pleaded in his heart. The clock on the wall pointed to 9:30. Xiao Mao regretfully slapped himself twice. He went to the toilet and took a shower with cold tap water. He just hoped that time would pass quickly and that bastard would come out of the inner room soon. After dawdling for a long time, he came out of the toilet. He looked up at his watch—9:45. He tiptoed to the door of the inner room in his slippers, and before he could even put his ear to listen, he heard his mother’s moaning voice coming from inside. “No…I don’t want to…” Xiao Mao’s hair stood on end, and his blood pressure in his lower abdomen rose. He couldn't resist gently pushing the door open a crack, holding his breath to peek inside. The crack was too small; he couldn't see anyone, only the messy pile of Dean Ma's and his mother's clothes on the floor. "You little slut, suck your husband's cock!" "Ugh...no...ugh..." Good heavens, Xiao Mao was stunned by the scene on the bed. His mother, her face streaked with tears, was bound to the bed, unable to move, her naked body spread out in a starfish shape, her hands firmly tied to the corners of the bed. Two thick ropes, tied to her slender ankles, were lowered from the iron rings of the mosquito net hanging from the ceiling, suspending her high. Her full, rounded thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were spread in a V-shape. The naked Dean Ma knelt beside his mother, his penis quite large, pointing upwards like a large banana, protruding between her thighs. He inserted his penis into his mother's alluring mouth. The usually gentle, beautiful, and dignified mother held his penis in her mouth, passively sucking on it. Dean Ma, hands on his hips, thrust his hips back and forth, forcefully shoving his large penis into her alluring mouth. His mother's captivating mouth occasionally sucked on the shaft. "It feels so good, so incredibly good!" His mother's body was truly beautiful. Completely naked, she exposed her curvaceous, snow-white body to her son. Her naked flesh shone with a vibrant luster. Long, flowing hair, full breasts, round, plump buttocks, and long legs clad in stockings. Dean Ma smiled smugly, grasping her two large breasts, which rose and fell with her breath, and kneaded them like dough. The erect, deep red areolas, each a full three inches in diameter, were incredibly tempting. He pinched the erect, crimson nipples, rubbing the tips between two fingers. Then, he used two small clothespins to clamp the nipples. "Ah... um..." his mother hummed through her nose. The mother, with her snow-white skin, was bound to the bed, unable to move, at the mercy of Director Ma who did as he pleased with her skin… Director Ma's hand reached below her plump, white abdomen, touching her thick pubic hair. He gently caressed her fleshy labia with his fingers, which were tightly clenched. His fingers followed the cleft, one by one, sinking into her moist, tight vagina. When two of his fingers were fully inside her warm, wet vagina, he pulled hard, his fingers wantonly invading her vaginal opening. The poor mother could only twist her hips to escape. “Ah, ah…” the mother sobbed, her smooth skin sweating. Two fingers thrust in and out of her hot, moist vagina, while his thumb pressed and rotated her clitoris. Soon, his palm was covered with her glistening vaginal fluid. Director Ma's hand moved incessantly inside, stimulating the mother, filling her with both allure and shame, her cheeks flushed. The primal desires deep within her body were aroused; her breathing quickened, and her full thighs trembled involuntarily… “Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle,” under Dean Ma’s relentless masturbation, her true nature as a wanton woman was finally awakened. She was seen in agony, experiencing ecstasy, her breath coming in gasps. “Oh… ah…” Her face flushed crimson, she writhed excitedly, her slender hands gripping the headboard tightly, her round buttocks rising and falling with Dean Ma’s fingers. Her delicate labia minora had turned a deep red, rolling in and out with each insertion and withdrawal of two fingers, slippery fluid constantly seeping from their joined folds. Her two labia, tightly wrapped around the two fingers, endured the friction and impact of the thrusting and withdrawing. "Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." A series of wanton moans escaped her cherry-like lips. Within minutes, Dean Ma sensed his mother's climax; her nipples, clipped in place, stood erect and purplish-red. Her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting upwards. Her vaginal walls suddenly contracted tightly, gripping his fingers tightly. A torrent of hot fluid gushed from her, quickly soaking her entire inner thighs. Her buttocks writhed wantonly, her ecstatic cries echoing endlessly, completely disregarding any womanly restraint. "Oh...oh...this little slut is so happy..." Dean Ma was incredibly excited; it was rare to have brought a respectable young woman to orgasm in such a short time. Little Mao, peeking at them from the doorway, had a small tent bulging in his pants. At the same time, he felt a strange mix of sadness and excitement. Dean Ma only untied the thick ropes binding Xiao Xiaolin's mother's hands. The two thick ropes hanging from the ceiling still bound her ankles, suspending her high, her full, rounded thighs clad in flesh-colored stockings, spread out in a V-shape. Dean Ma's hands roamed over his mother's stockinged, slender thighs, gently stroking her soft little feet. The sensation through the stockings was more intense than direct touch. Touching her skin excited him even more. The stockings clung tightly to her two long, shapely legs, gleaming under the light. He grasped her right ankle, gently rubbing his cheek against the arch of her foot. The smooth, silky feel was simply wonderful! Dean Ma put his mother's slightly fragrant feet into his mouth, sucking on her stockinged toes. Her white, tender feet and neat, jade-like toes were incredibly alluring. The faint scent of her feet was increasingly pleasurable with each lick. The tips of her stockings were soaked with saliva. "Little slut, I should knock now. Enjoy yourself." Dean Ma held his penis in one hand and parted his mother's labia with the other, pressing the head of his penis against her vulva and rubbing it against her opening. His mother trembled and gasped as the head of his penis rubbed against her vulva. "Ah...no...oh..." Her vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid. She asked in a trembling voice, "What...what are you doing?...Let me go." "Hehe, the humiliation and stimulation are indeed very effective. You're actually starting to make demands." "Very good, I'll show you something more impressive." Dean Ma gently rubbed his erect penis against Mom's vaginal opening while caressing her smooth waist, delicate abdomen, and genitals, occasionally pinching her swollen breasts and clitoris. Mom's naked body trembled uncontrollably as she was played with; her face was flushed, and her nipples were swollen and erect. Her plump labia majora and bright red labia minora were stretched engorged and swollen, with vaginal fluid flowing continuously, down her tender labia minora and into her white buttocks. "Ah...stop it, don't...big cock, I want it!" Her voice became soft and sweet, and her slender, fair hands grasped Dean Ma's penis and brought it towards her lower body. Seeing that the time was right, Dean Ma thrust his hips forward, and his large penis was fully inserted. "Ouch...it's killing me..." Xiao Xiaolin cried out tremblingly, feeling a sudden surge of fullness in her vagina. Her tender vagina, penetrated by the thick penis, reflexively tightened around it.Although Xiao Xiaolin didn't feel much pain, she stared at Dean Ma with a look of fear. His large glans was penetrating inside her, his hard, hot penis pushing against her very tight vagina, which was wet with vaginal fluid. Dean Ma grasped her bound ankles, which were hoisted high. He began to thrust slowly and powerfully. His penis was thick and long, and each thrust covered a great distance. Xiao Xiaolin's plump, rounded thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, struggled violently... Dean Ma frantically bit her flesh-colored stockings with his teeth, tearing them into strips and revealing her snow-white, beautiful feet. Her snow-white, tender feet looked sexy and alluring. He licked her toes with relish, as if licking an ice cream. Xiao Xiaolin's eyes were hazy as she twisted her slender waist. She shook her head shyly, her small mouth opening, emitting "ah ah" sounds. Dean Ma quickly lost control of the frequency of his hip thrusts, beginning to ravage her like a wild beast, the air thick with violent passion… “Oh…oh…ah ah…” she moaned hysterically, fine beads of sweat appearing on her pretty face, her white teeth biting her rosy lower lip. Her delicate hands pushed against his chest, seemingly trying to push him away. “Ah…so tight! You’re such a perfect sex slave…so good…” Dean Ma’s penis shuddered with pleasure as it was gripped by her tender vagina. “Mmm…mmm…oh…oh…” Xiao Xiaolin’s panting as the penis thrust into her was almost turning into lewd cries. The swollen penis plunged even deeper into her vagina, and in an instant, Dean Ma felt it reach her cervix. “…No…ah ah…so hard…I can’t take it…ouch…” she cried out ecstatically. "Madam, don't shout so loudly, your son is watching us... Hehe... Isn't my thing amazing?" Dean Ma reminded Xiao Xiaolin with a honeyed smile. "Xiao Mao? Oh... Oh... Mmm..." Dean Ma's penis thrust in and out frantically, her labia majora opening and closing with each stroke. "Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!..." Her vaginal fluid flowed down with each thrust. The fluid from her lower body had already soaked a sheet of paper beneath her. Xiao Mao, seeing his mother's curvaceous figure and Dean Ma's large penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, felt beads of sweat forming on his back. "Xiao Mao, see? This is the pleasure of being a man. Your mother needs a man's care so much. She's gripping my root so tightly, it's hard to let go. You must fuck her for an hour every day, it'll help restore her memory. She's a top-notch sex organ...it feels so good." Xiao Mao looked at his mother being violated by Dean Ma, and the sorrow and humiliation gradually faded, replaced by a strange, decadent pleasure. Xiao Mao thought: "You don't need to tell me, I know how to deal with her in the future. I'm going to fuck her plump, alluring ass hard, and then I'll..." Dean Ma felt her vagina still contracting rhythmically, experiencing an indescribable pleasure, so he frantically explored her sexual potential. His mother's involuntary moans constantly stimulated his nerves. He pulled his penis out until only the glans remained inside, then thrust it in all the way, his big cock pumping forcefully, each time reaching the very tip of her clitoris. This method involved a fierce, rapid thrusting, with each powerful penetration eliciting a moan from Xiao Xiaolin, each sound truly melodious. "Slap! Slap! Slap!" His abdomen pounded against her buttocks repeatedly, the sounds of their flesh colliding echoing throughout the small inner room. "Oh, oh, oh," she groaned softly with each of Dean Ma's thrusts. "Ah...ah...ouch...oh...uh..." The ecstasy made Xiao Xiaolin shake her flushed head repeatedly, her beautiful face weeping with bliss, a pleading expression on her face. "So good! So good! So good!" Dean Ma hummed incessantly. He couldn't help but embrace his mother, kissing her wet, red lips... After about ten more minutes, she screamed, gasping for breath, her round buttocks swaying violently, her toes raised high, her lower body convulsing, spurts of hot fluid spraying onto Dean Ma's penis. She had reached her second orgasm. Dean Ma helped his mother, whose face was flushed and who was trembling all over, off the bed. He made her lie face down on the dressing table, her full breasts pressed against the surface, her legs spread apart and tied to the table legs. This position made her private parts more clearly exposed, and her originally tightly closed petals were slightly forced open. A glistening liquid flowed between her trembling buttocks. Dean Ma gripped her two snow-white, full buttocks tightly, thrust his lower body forward, and mercilessly plunged his thick penis into the deepest part of her vagina. "Ah—" His mother's soft cry was tinged with pain, and her beautiful face was slightly distorted. The penis slowly and powerfully thrust in and out, each time penetrating as deeply as possible into her body. Wave after wave of huge attacks, the thick penis squeezed her labia into her vagina with each insertion and turned them out again with each withdrawal. Passion filled the air... His mother cooperated with each thrust, her brows furrowed, biting her lip, desperately trying not to make a sound. Her face flushed crimson, her long, beautiful hair cascading over her trembling, snow-white breasts. Her silk-stockinged legs convulsed incessantly, and she knelt slightly, offering her small, fleshy opening to receive Dean Ma's thick, erect penis, and began to stroke it, attacking his penis wave after wave. "...Mmm...so...so...good...ah...ah...ouch..." Dean Ma's hand couldn't help but gently grasp one of her soft, full breasts, slowly kneading it. His index finger and thumb pinched the small, slightly upturned pink nipple, kneading and rotating it, soft yet firm. "Oh...oh...ah!ah!..." Mother moaned hysterically, twisting her sweaty body, glistening liquid flowing from the base of her snow-white thighs. After bringing his mother to orgasm three times, Dean Ma made his final thrust. His entire body twitched and convulsed as he thrust rapidly, making "plop, plop" sounds, his testicles slapping against his mother's perineum with a "slap, slap." His mother screamed, her two pairs of snow-white breasts shaking violently with each thrust, her buttocks swaying wildly. Dean Ma had to hold her buttocks tightly to prevent his penis from slipping out. "Slap, slap, slap, slap," the sounds of their bodies colliding rose and fell. "Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Dean Ma roared, thrusting his penis deep into his mother's body, slamming against her cervix, his hot semen spraying into her body, making her tremble violently. "...I can't take it... Ouch... So... good... Ah..." she cried out ecstatically. Xiao Mao never expected that Xiao Xiaolin's seemingly quiet and demure mother could be so lewd. Dean Ma deftly untied his mother, picked her up as easily as if she were a child, roughly threw her onto the bed, and pounced on her fiercely. He grabbed his beautiful mother's hair and said, "Little slut, are you having fun?! I'll give you a 'Willow Twist' and a 'Thick Flip Butterfly' and fuck you to death." Xiao Mao could already feel his scrotum swelling, so much so that it hurt. He knew he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he quietly went to the toilet. He took off his pants, took out his mother's pink lace panties, and pressed his penis against her tender vulva, accepting its soft caresses and enjoying its lubrication. To achieve satisfaction, he continued to thrust into his mother's pink panties… Accompanied by his poor mother's low, helpless moans and painful screams, the beastly rape continued for thirty minutes. This further aroused the bestial desires deep within Xiao Mao's heart… 10:50 PM. Xiao Mao's penis trembled, an unstoppable surge of power accompanied by a violent orgasm, and thick semen gushed out, spraying onto his pink underwear. After dawdling for a while, he finally emerged from the toilet, drenched in sweat. Dean Ma was already standing neatly dressed in front of the mirror, combing his hair in a slicked-back style. "I'm leaving. Help me tidy up your mother." The beautiful Xiao Xiaolin's mother lay naked and sprawled on the bed, motionless. Her long stockings on her snow-white thighs were torn to shreds… Her once bright eyes were now glazed and staring blankly ahead, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her body was covered in sweat, as if she had just taken a shower. The body of a pure and innocent young woman, not long ago, was now covered in filthy semen. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breath, her plump labia majora and bright red labia minora swollen and engorged with blood, white semen slowly seeping from her swollen vulva, flowing down her labia minora into her white buttocks, soaking a large patch of the bedsheet. Dean Ma, wearing sunglasses and carrying a briefcase, strode confidently out of Xiao Xiaolin's door, the door slamming shut behind him. He didn't leave immediately, but pressed his ear to the door, holding his breath to eavesdrop on the sounds inside. Time passed slowly, but all was quiet. The quiet, leisurely night was bathed in soft, cool moonlight, with only a gentle breeze rustling the leaves. Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Xiaolin's low, helpless moans of pleasure echoed from inside. And… the intermittent, ecstatic screams of a boy.The next morning, Li Xiaolu had to administer medication to 11 patients. Her lithe figure moved like a white butterfly between the wards, busy until noon. She then realized that skipping breakfast made her very hungry, so she found her lunchbox and went to get some food. Her family's financial difficulties had instilled in her a habit of thrift; she had been using this old enamel lunchbox for almost four years. On her way to the cafeteria, many people returning from getting their food stared at her because of her large enamel lunchbox. "Pretty little nurse, why are you carrying such a big old lunchbox?" "I don't have any money," one doctor said, a little outrageous. "Xiaolu, are you going to take a shower?" The most outrageous was a stranger who first said curiously, "Huh?" and then exclaimed in surprise, "Blood Droplets!" "You guys are annoying! I'm not going!" Li Xiaolu said angrily, turning away. She sadly shed tears. Was this how interns were treated? I'm determined to become a full-fledged nurse at your hospital, and I'll make a name for myself so you'll respect me. I'm just a naturally stubborn girl who never gives up. But thinking about Director Ma's lecherous behavior yesterday, she felt lost about her future. She returned to the nurses' office and paged her boyfriend, Li Ping, who was four years older than her. He worked at a well-known research institute, was a college graduate, and a very honest man. "Lu'er, how's it going with your hospital assignment? Don't just sit around waiting for a windfall, okay? My mom was just talking about it," Li Ping said on the phone. "Not going well... What did your mom say?" "She... said that if you can't get a job in this city, no matter how good you are, she won't agree to us continuing our relationship." "Really? Your mom is doing this for your own good. Who wants their precious son to marry a nurse from the county? And I might not even get paid. I think we should break up." "No! I don't agree. Even though I don't have many social connections and can't help you, you know I truly love you. I'm not as materialistic as my mom. Even if you go back to work in the county, I won't care." "I will care!!!" Li Xiaolu slammed down the phone and collapsed onto the table, sobbing. The phone rang again, and Li Xiaolu grabbed the receiver, crying and shouting, "Didn't I tell you?! We've broken up!! Don't bother me anymore!!" "Who are you talking to? How rude!" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the line. "Ah, is that Dean Ma? I'm sorry, I wasn't talking to you." "Come to my office. No one's here at noon. Could you clean the windows for me?" "Okay." *Knock. Knock...* A gentle knock on the door. "Come in." "Dean Ma, hello." The graceful Li Xiaolu, dressed in a white nurse's skirt, walked in. How many city girls could match her beauty and youth? Dean Ma stared intently at her, muttering to himself. Dean Ma's gaze lingered on her beautiful legs in stockings. Ah! Today she was wearing white stockings with small floral patterns, snow-white stockings, and casual shoes. Li Xiaolu was startled when she saw him staring at her, then lowered her head slightly, embarrassed. "Could you clean these windows?" Dean Ma, sitting behind the large desk, gestured with his finger. "Okay." Li Xiaolu walked to the large desk, bent down, and untied her shoelaces. His eyes suddenly lit up; she revealed a pair of snow-white stockinged heels. She shuffled along in her slippers, stepped onto the chair, and stood firmly on the desk, opening the window. Every movement she made seemed unique, so graceful. Before him appeared a pair of beautiful white-stockinged feet, their elegant contours almost mesmerizing him. Watching those white-stockinged heels bounce up and down stirred his heart. She wore thin white stockings, her five toes neatly arranged, naturally flowing within the socks. Her arches playfully arched upwards, and beneath her smooth heels, the white stockings remained flat and clean, the lines perfectly formed—clearly the work of a woman who valued cleanliness and pampered herself. Suddenly, Li Xiaolu's innocent eyes fell upon Dean Ma, who seemed slightly embarrassed and averted his gaze. "Let me change your damp cloth," Dean Ma said. "Thank you," she replied, taking the damp cloth. "Dean Ma, please, could you assign me to this hospital?" Her beautiful eyes stirred Dean Ma's heart, but he knew his golden opportunity was about to arrive! "Oh dear, this is too difficult. Look, I only have one personnel bureau allocation form left. Someone offered 20,000 yuan for it. And you? You made me very uncomfortable last night; you were too stingy." As he spoke, Dean Ma reached out and grabbed one of her white-socked feet. "I think I was quite generous! It's just that you were too much; I couldn't stand it." Her face flushed red after she finished speaking. However, the atmosphere in the room eased considerably. "Li Xiaolu, if you comply with me this time, I'll give you this right away. I keep my word! Do you dare take it?" Dean Ma handed the personnel bureau allocation form, stamped with a large red seal, to Li Xiaolu. Li Xiaolu bit her rosy lower lip with her white teeth, and as if making a decision, whispered a single word, "Yes." Due to excessive nervousness, her delicate little hand trembled slightly as she took the paper.Li Xiaolu walked to the large desk, bent down, and untied her shoelaces. His eyes were suddenly drawn to her; a pair of snow-white socked heels were revealed. She shuffled along in her shoes, stepped onto the chair, and stood firmly on the desk to open the window. Every movement she made seemed unique, so graceful. A pair of beautiful white-socked feet appeared before him, their elegant contours almost mesmerizing him. Watching those white-socked heels bounce up and down filled him with excitement. Her white stockings were thin, revealing her five toes, neatly and naturally arranged within the stockings. Her arches playfully arched upwards, and beneath the smooth heels, the white stockings remained flat and clean, the lines perfectly formed—clearly the work of a woman who valued cleanliness and pampered herself. Suddenly, Li Xiaolu's innocent gaze fell upon Dean Ma, who seemed slightly embarrassed and looked away. "Let me get you a new damp cloth," Dean Ma said. "Thank you," she said, taking the damp cloth. "Dean Ma, please assign me to this hospital, okay?" Her beautiful eyes stirred Old Ma's heart, but he knew his chance was fast approaching! "Oh dear, this is too difficult. Look, I only have one personnel bureau allocation form left. Someone offered 20,000 yuan for it. And you? You made me very uncomfortable last night; you were too stingy." As he spoke, Dean Ma reached out and grabbed one of her white-socked feet. "I think I was quite generous! It's just that you were too much; I couldn't stand it." Her face flushed red after she finished speaking. However, the atmosphere in the room eased considerably. "Li Xiaolu, if you comply with me this time, I'll give you this right away. I keep my word! Do you dare to take it?" Dean Ma handed the personnel bureau allocation form, stamped with a large red seal, to Li Xiaolu. Li Xiaolu bit her rosy lower lip with her pearly white teeth, and as if making a decision, whispered a single word, "Yes." Overwhelmed with nervousness, her delicate hand trembled slightly as she took the paper.Li Xiaolu walked to the large desk, bent down, and untied her shoelaces. His eyes were suddenly drawn to her; a pair of snow-white socked heels were revealed. She shuffled along in her shoes, stepped onto the chair, and stood firmly on the desk to open the window. Every movement she made seemed unique, so graceful. A pair of beautiful white-socked feet appeared before him, their elegant contours almost mesmerizing him. Watching those white-socked heels bounce up and down filled him with excitement. Her white stockings were thin, revealing her five toes, neatly and naturally arranged within the stockings. Her arches playfully arched upwards, and beneath the smooth heels, the white stockings remained flat and clean, the lines perfectly formed—clearly the work of a woman who valued cleanliness and pampered herself. Suddenly, Li Xiaolu's innocent gaze fell upon Dean Ma, who seemed slightly embarrassed and looked away. "Let me get you a new damp cloth," Dean Ma said. "Thank you," she said, taking the damp cloth. "Dean Ma, please assign me to this hospital, okay?" Her beautiful eyes stirred Old Ma's heart, but he knew his chance was fast approaching! "Oh dear, this is too difficult. Look, I only have one personnel bureau allocation form left. Someone offered 20,000 yuan for it. And you? You made me very uncomfortable last night; you were too stingy." As he spoke, Dean Ma reached out and grabbed one of her white-socked feet. "I think I was quite generous! It's just that you were too much; I couldn't stand it." Her face flushed red after she finished speaking. However, the atmosphere in the room eased considerably. "Li Xiaolu, if you comply with me this time, I'll give you this right away. I keep my word! Do you dare to take it?" Dean Ma handed the personnel bureau allocation form, stamped with a large red seal, to Li Xiaolu. Li Xiaolu bit her rosy lower lip with her pearly white teeth, and as if making a decision, whispered a single word, "Yes." Overwhelmed with nervousness, her delicate hand trembled slightly as she took the paper.

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