Hospital Horror

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At three in the morning
, the doctor picked up the patient's medical record. His tone was slightly annoyed at being woken up for a checkup in the middle of the night.
"Yes," the patient replied cautiously, perhaps sensing this.
"What's wrong?" Still somewhat sleepy, the doctor put on his white coat hanging on the chair and asked in a languid but still pleasant voice.
"My throat hurts." Indeed, Shi Sha's voice sounded hoarse.
"Is there anything else that's bothering you?" The doctor lowered his head to look for the prescription.
"It seems... nothing else," Shi Sha replied after a moment's hesitation, feeling around at other parts of his body.
"What? You went to the emergency room just because of a sore throat, coming to the hospital in the middle of the night?" Hearing his answer, the doctor's voice rose eight octaves, and he looked up at Shi Sha with a murderous glare.
"Um... I'm sorry, but it hurts so much, I can't sleep," Shi Sha quickly explained, startled.
The doctor carefully examined the patient before him. The patient, while not exactly handsome, had a very respectable face and stood over six feet tall. The patient, cowering to the side in fear after the doctor's words, seemed utterly honest, so honest it made him want to be bullied. A wicked smile crept across the doctor's lips.
"Come with me," the doctor said, leading Shi Sha to a room with an examination room sign. He then told Shi Sha to wait a moment before leaving.
Shi Sha took the opportunity to survey the room. In the center was a very high and narrow bed. Against the wall were two high-backed chairs, and next to them was a metal treatment table covered in a jumble of items: lights, medicine bottles, a metal tray—these were the only things Shi Sha recognized. He had no idea what the long, thin, gun-like objects or the strange buttons were for.
Just as Shi Sha was pondering these questions, the doctor returned. Seeing what the doctor was carrying, Shi Sha broke out in a cold sweat.
"Excuse me, what are these things...?" Shi Sha asked, mustering her courage.
"These are all examination tools," the doctor replied with a bright smile as he put on plastic gloves.
"But... so many..."
"Since you're in the emergency room, to make sure you get your money's worth, I've decided to give you a full examination." The doctor flashed a set of pearly white teeth that could be used in a toothpaste commercial, and pointed to the examination bed, saying to Shi Sha, "Go, lie down on this."
Placing a metal frame beside the bed, the doctor opened a sealed plastic bag, revealing an enema bag.
"Pull your pants down below your knees, turn around and lean your buttocks against the edge of the bed with your backside facing me." This instruction startled Shi Sha. "Doctor, I just have a sore throat..."
"I know, you've already said that. But we can't ignore minor illnesses; sometimes they're a dangerous sign. For example, your illness might seem like tonsillitis, but it can lead to nephritis and uremia. It can not only cause impotence and affect your sexual happiness as a man, but in the most serious cases, it can even be life-threatening." The doctor's professional and powerful lecture frightened Shi Sha, who quickly pulled down his pants and assumed the position as instructed.
But could it really be that serious? He had doubts, but Shi Sha wisely kept them to himself and didn't dare to ask.
Meanwhile, the doctor wasn't idle. He poured a 500ml bottle of saline solution into the enema bag, added an appropriate amount of soft soap, and stirred it. After preparing the enema solution, he picked up a paraffin-coated cotton ball and thoroughly lubricated the tip of the enema tube.
"Doctor, I... I don't think an enema is necessary, after all..." A scream pierced the air as Shi Sha felt a cold, thick tube penetrate his most intimate area, relentlessly pushing deeper.
"What are you yelling about? Never had an enema before! Luckily your voice is hoarse and quiet, otherwise you'd wake up the whole building." The doctor realized for the first time that a hoarse voice had this advantage, saving him the trouble of stuffing something into his mouth.
With a mischievous glint in his eye, the doctor turned on the enema bag and gradually increased its pressure.
At first, Shi Sha tried his best to control himself, enduring the discomfort of the cold liquid flowing into his body. But as the liquid flowed faster and faster, his stomach felt increasingly bloated, and the challenge to his sphincter muscles became more and more intense. He couldn't help but plead, "Doctor, I can't take it anymore. Please stop, I can't... I can't hold it in."
With a smug smile, the doctor comforted Shi Sha, "Just a little longer, it'll be over soon. Come on, take a deep breath. Yes, doesn't it feel much better now?"
Finally, when all 500 milliliters of liquid had entered Shi Sha's body, the doctor gently pulled out the tube. Although it was just a small movement, it still made Shi Sha groan. Now he had to ignore the protests in his abdomen and tighten all his muscles with all his might to prevent the soapy water from leaking out.
"Doctor, I... I need to use the restroom." Shi Sha's voice, filled with pain and endurance, sounded incredibly tempting, but the doctor still had to harden his heart and refuse his request: "You'll have to wait at least fifteen minutes."
Then he left Shi Sha to prepare for the next examination.
Shi Sha now deeply regretted coming to the hospital to suffer like this because of a minor sore throat. He curled up, clutching his stomach, trying to alleviate the churning sensation caused by the fluid inside, but to little avail. Shi Sha could only pray that time would pass quickly so he could escape this torment.
He couldn't take it anymore, so Shi Sha began to twist and turn to distract himself. Just when he felt he couldn't bear it any longer, the doctor's voice rang out at the opportune moment: "Alright, the restroom is at the very end of the corridor, you can go now."
Heavens! Shi Sha jumped out of bed as fast as he could and rushed towards the direction the doctor indicated.
Heh, watching Shi Sha's retreating figure, the doctor stroked his chin and chuckled. This man seemed very manly on the surface, but he was surprisingly sensitive, and his physique was quite good too. His twisting earlier was really sexy; it seemed the following content would be even more interesting!
"What...what...what is this?" Shi Sha, who had just returned comfortably, froze at the entrance of the examination room.
"You're back, a little slower than I expected." In the meantime, the doctor had perfectly prepared everything. "Take off your clothes and lie back down."
"Take off...all...all?" Shi Sha realized that he had stuttered more times tonight than in his
entire life .
"Of course, it's more convenient to examine you this way. Besides, you and I are both men, what are you afraid of?" The doctor replied somewhat impatiently, eager to see his handiwork.
"But, there are nurses...and..." Shi Sha protested softly, not because he was disobedient, but because the room was now more than just an examination bed.
“I’ve already told her she won’t come in and bother you. If you’re still worried,” the doctor said, walking to the door and locking it. “Is this alright?”
Seeing the locked door, Shi Sha felt a strong sense of self-destruction for some reason. Under the doctor’s piercing gaze, Shi Sha had no choice but to slowly take off her clothes.
“This… could I leave it?” When she was down to her underwear, Shi Sha asked the doctor, embarrassed but hopeful.
“…”
“I understand!” Seeing the doctor’s ashen face, Shi Sha wisely refrained from making any more demands, to avoid another lecture.
Lying naked on the examination bed in this unfamiliar hospital, Shi Sha felt incredibly awkward. Before he could ask any more questions, the doctor gave him new instructions.
"Lie down, lower still, until your buttocks are at the bottom of the bed, then spread your legs and put them on the stools on either side."
Yes, the most bizarre thing about this room for Shi Sha was this bed. The legs at the foot of the bed were firmly strapped to the two high-backed chairs he had seen earlier, positioned at a certain angle. (The chairs in the ENT department are specially made; the backs are very high so that patients can sit with their heads supported.)
"What?" Shi Sha exclaimed. If he did as the doctor said, his most shameful parts would be clearly exposed. This... this... how could he do that?
"This is a medical examination, for your own good. Don't be so full of feudal superstitions. Hurry up, I don't care anymore, you're a grown man, why are you being so indecisive!" The doctor, half-threatening, half-coaxing, half-advising, half-goading, finally got Shi Sha to assume the position as instructed.
"Sigh, judging from your appearance, you're an extremely uncooperative patient. Moving around during the upcoming examinations could be dangerous, so for safety's sake, I need to restrain you appropriately." The doctor took out a bunch of restraints for manic patients and firmly tied Shi Sha to the bed before he could react.
"No!" It was too late to refuse now. Shi Sha's hands were tied to the headboard, and his feet were fixed to the back of a chair, spread wide open as the doctor adjusted him, assuming the most shameful position. To prevent him from escaping, the doctor also added a rope around his waist. Now Shi Sha was truly immobile and at the doctor's mercy.
The doctor then took out five 500ml bottles of saline solution, opened them, poured them all into an enema bag, and then began to put on a mask and gloves.
"No!" Seeing that the dosage was several times higher than before, Shi Sha's face turned pale. Moreover, he was now bound and had no freedom to even go to the toilet. He began to struggle.
However, the doctor had anticipated this, so how could he let Shi Sha break free? He walked over and watched Shi Sha insert the enema tube into his body in slow motion, then turned it on.
This time, the speed was slow, always at a moderate level, but as more than a thousand milliliters of liquid entered Shi Sha's body, an even more unpleasant feeling swept over him.
"No, ah!" Shi Sha began to groan continuously, trying to lift his buttocks upwards to avoid the influx of liquid.
The doctor watched all this coldly, pulled over the suction device next to him, selected the thickest suction tip, and forcefully inserted it into Shi Sha's anus next to the enema tube.
"Ugh!" Under such intense stimulation, Shi Sha jumped up, but was helplessly pulled back to the ground by the rope around his waist.
The doctor turned on the suction device, and the strong suction and the impact of the continuously injected water pushed Shi Sha into hell. He was covered in sweat, and his muscles twitched from time to time due to the unbearable discomfort. Unfortunately, Shi Sha's hoarse voice couldn't utter a sound to vent his pain. He could only tilt his head back as far as he could, looking at the overhead light and begging for this torment to end quickly.
Finally, the two devilish tubes were pulled out of his body, and Shi Sha let out a long sigh of relief. But this relief didn't last long. A heat from behind startled Shi Sha.
He tried to lift his head and saw the doctor place a gooseneck lamp next to his left leg and then put on a head mirror (a circular concave mirror that reflects light to make the examination area clearer).
The doctor picked up a gun-shaped pair of tweezers and began to stuff strips of Vaseline-soaked gauze into Shi Sha's clitoris.
"Not bad, very clean, but you still need to lubricate it thoroughly before the examination," the doctor muttered to himself.
Shi Sha no longer had the strength to ask the doctor what he was doing. After all, this was nothing compared to what had just happened. Now, he just hoped that these examinations would end quickly.
Then, the doctor picked up a 50ml syringe, removed the needle, applied a generous amount of paraffin oil, and slowly inserted it into Shi Sha's previously rubbed and bruised vulva, which had turned a deep red.
"No!" A scream rang out. Although it had been lubricated beforehand, the sudden insertion of such a large object was unbearable for Shi Sha. The pressure from behind made him feel like he was being torn apart, but the doctor showed no sign of stopping. He could only pant heavily to help relax his muscles.
The doctor used considerable force to finally push the syringe all the way in. To express his dissatisfaction, he deliberately pulled the syringe out slightly before shoving it back in forcefully.
Shi Sha's tightly bound body offered no resistance, and he could only groan weakly with each thrust.
With a "bang," the doctor pulled out the syringe. The translucent needle wall, combined with the bright light, instantly revealed every fold and wrinkle inside Shi Sha's body. The intense shame caused Shi Sha to feel an erection. Realizing this, Shi Sha desperately tried to turn over to hide it all.
"Hehe, since that's the case, let's also check how well this works here!" As it turned out, Shi Sha's plan backfired, drawing the doctor's attention to his penis.
The doctor took out a long, thin probe, wrapped with a little cotton, and inserted it deep into Shi Sha's rectum, constantly moving it to search for the most sensitive spot on Shi Sha's prostate. As luck would have it, he hit the bullseye in just a few strokes, causing Shi Sha to jump violently, his penis instantly becoming fully erect.
"So that's it." Having found Shi Sha's weakness, the doctor wasn't about to give up easily, continuing to tickle the area with cotton.
"No, please don't touch there anymore, please!" But this time, it brought Shi Sha not pain, but intense pleasure. His face flushed, and he desperately tried to twist and turn to escape, but the doctor's large syringe held him firmly in place.
Just as Shi Sha was about to ejaculate, something hot and burning seared his desire, suppressing his impulse.
The doctor placed the indirect laryngoscope (a long handle with a small metal mirror attached) on the hot air vent of the workbench, continuously blowing hot air that wasn't enough to burn him. Just as Shi Sha was about to ejaculate, the doctor pressed it against the opening of his penis. Simultaneously, the doctor picked up two anterior nasal speculums (somewhat like pliers, with small clamps at the top; the clamps automatically open when pressure is applied to the handles and close when pressure is released) and, in Shi Sha's desperate gaze, placed them on the small red spot on his chest. The moment the doctor released them, the pain of the clamping and the heaviness of the metal handles caused Shi Sha to howl in agony.
Then the doctor began repeatedly rubbing Shi Sha's erogenous zones and then using the heated metal to cool them down. Shi Sha was now like a fish on a red-hot plate; although he knew struggling was futile, he still unconsciously throbbed and moaned. To avoid the intense burning pain of approaching orgasm, Shi Sha even had to consciously force himself not to get an erection.
Finally, the doctor, his conscience pricked, released the restrictions on Shi Sha's penis. Almost simultaneously, Shi Sha violently ejaculated, white semen splattering all over his abdomen and waist.
Diagnosis: Acute laryngitis.
Physical examination: Grade II tonsillar enlargement, other examinations unremarkable.
With a few prescriptions added, Shi Sha grabbed them and ran, terrified that the devilish doctor would tell him there was something he hadn't checked. Reaching the elevator safely, Shi Sha thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but a sentence from behind almost made him faint.
"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to familiarize myself with the equipment, because I'm still an intern!"

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