Yan Zheng inexplicably felt that it was very possible.
The ghost doctor has a reputation for being both good and evil, and acting wantonly, but Mr. Lu repeatedly tested her and even took off her mask, fearing she would be retaliated against.
"Since it is a scalpel, of course it is for surgery. Mr. Lu's body has not been able to recover for a long time. In order not to ruin my reputation, I have to arrange an operation." With that, Song Mingyi walked over with the scalpel. Smiling and matching the hoarse voice, it sounded even more sinister: "My sword is very fast, Mr. Lu is patient."
"Wait a minute!" Yan Zheng quickly stopped and said immediately: "Since the doctor wants to operate on Mr. Lu, I will arrange the operating room right now."
What Yan Zheng wants to say is that although the environment of this treatment room is not bad, it is still far from the requirements of the operating room.
Not to mention anything else, if the medical condition is not enough, it will be troublesome if he gets infected.
Song Mingyi said: "There is no rush in the operating room. Let's make preoperative preparations first."
"What preoperative preparation?"
Song Mingyi smiled lightly: "Prepare the skin."
Just as Lu Shenxing was about to speak, Song Mingyi's golden needle pierced his body.
Lu Shenxing became quiet and couldn't move.
Upon seeing this, Yan Zheng hurriedly stepped forward: "Doctor, please calm down and let's talk about anything."
Song Mingyi: "Calm down? Am I angry? Or do you think I'm stingy and taking this opportunity to retaliate against Lu Shenxing?"
There was already a coldness in these words.
Yan Zheng waved his hand quickly: "No. I didn't mean that."
Song Mingyi ignored Yan Zheng. The sharp scalpel turned a silver flower in her hand, and then she held it in her hand. The sharp blade soon touched Lu Shenxing's skin.
Song Mingyi exerted slight force, and Lu Shenxing's leg hair fell off.
Yan Zheng was hesitant to speak at the side, wanting to know what kind of surgery it was that even shaved off the hair on his legs.
But Lu Shenxing didn't speak when he saw Lu Shenxing being slaughtered.
Song Mingyi moved very quickly, and soon the hair on Lu Shenxing's legs was all smooth. She didn't intend to let it go. With a single stroke of the scalpel, the only remaining underwear on Lu Shenxing's body was torn.
What also cracked was the expression on Lu Shenxing's face: "It seems a bit excessive."
"Oh, why is it too much? Is it because your private parts are under your underwear? If so, then I misunderstood. I thought Mr. Lu naturally likes to pry into other people's private parts."
Song Mingyi's words were light and she was obviously very dissatisfied with Lu Shenxing's removal of her mask just now.
Lu Shenxing: "Sorry. I was rude just now. I just think the ghost doctor looks like someone I know."
"Oh? Confidante?"
"No. It's my wife." Lu Shenxing stared at Song Mingyi and said, "Maybe I missed her so much that I had hallucinations. I hope the ghost doctor can understand."
Song Mingyi thought that she finally understood why Lu Shenxing was able to run Lu's business prosperously after taking over the Lu family's business. It was because of this man's ability to tell lies.
"Really?" Song Mingyi said lightly, without stopping the movements of her hands.
"Ghost doctor!"
"Mr. Lu has a wife, don't you want her to be happy?" Song Mingyi said calmly: "Or does Mr. Lu just want to rely on his wife's love for you to make her live in a sexless marriage?"
Lu Shenxing's expression paused.
After Yan Zheng understood, he asked eagerly: "Doctor, can my CEO be cured?"
"As long as he is alive, he can be cured." Song Mingyi opened Lu Shenxing's underwear when she finished speaking.
The expression on Song Mingyi's face was calm, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes.
When she was a doctor, in her eyes, there was no distinction between men and women, only whether they were sick or not.
Song Mingyi raised the knife and shaved off the last hair, and then inserted the golden needle into it.
No matter how calm Lu Shenxing was, Song Mingyi moved the needle on his most sensitive spot, and the veins on his forehead twitched. When he saw Yan Zheng still watching, he immediately said, "Still watching? Turn around!"
"Oh." Yan Zheng turned around quickly and listened to Lu Shenxing's movements.
Song Mingyi applied the acupuncture very calmly.
"How do you feel?"
"It hurts." Lu Shenxing's chest heaved, with a forbearance in his tone.
"Well, just bear with it. Of course, you can also choose not to be treated."
Lu Shenxing didn't say anything. It was a matter of man's dignity. He would of course treat him whenever possible.
Lu Shenxing reacted.
Song Mingyi was very satisfied: "Mr. Lu has a good foundation and recovery is just around the corner."
Song Mingyi said, pulling out the golden needle and covering Lu Shenxing's body with a bath towel.
Lu Shenxing took a breath.
Yan Zheng also turned around and asked: "Doctor, how many times will my CEO's treatment last?"
"Are you talking about acupuncture?"
"right."
"There is no need for it in the future. You just need to continue soaking in the medicinal bath. After the toxins in Mr. Lu's body are discharged, he will recover."
Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Since medicinal bath can eliminate toxins, why did you give Mr. Lu an injection just now?"
"Oh, maybe I want to see the shameful and angry look on your CEO's face." Song Mingyi smiled, the look in her eyes was full of evil intentions, which made it clear that she was trying to trick Lu Shenxing just now.
Yan Zheng: "..."
Lu Shenxing: "..."
No wonder they say that the ghost doctor will definitely retaliate.
really.
He took a small offense, and he had to take it back.
Song Mingyi didn't care what Lu Shenxing thought.
She is not a wedding bride now.
Song Mingyi packed up her things and was about to leave. When she reached the door, she was stopped by Lu Shenxing.
"Can the ghost doctor help me?"
Song Mingyi stopped and said, "Say."
"Read these words for me." Lu Shenxing motioned to Yan Zheng to take the pen and paper. He quickly wrote down a few words and handed them to Song Mingyi.
Song Mingyi opened it and saw Mr. Lu written on the white paper.
This is still testing her.
Song Mingyi was not afraid, and said in a cold tone: "It seems that Mr. Lu is very satisfied with the treatment I just received, and hopes to do it again."
Song Mingyi shook off these words and strode away.
Yan Zheng also saw the words Lu Shenxing wrote on the white paper: "Mr. Lu, do you suspect that the ghost doctor is the young lady?"
Yan Zheng shook his head and denied it again: "How is this possible?"
If Song Mingyi was the ghost doctor, why would she marry into the Lu family as a wedding bride?
Even as an outsider, Yan Zheng knew how much neglect Song Mingyi had suffered as a wedding bride.
Lu Shenxing did not speak, but looked at Song Mingyi's retreating back with a thoughtful expression.
On the way back.
Song Mingyi skillfully controlled the car again, shaking off a few tails.
These were the people arranged by Lu Shenxing to follow her and want to confirm her identity.
After confirming that her behind was clean, Song Mingyi took off the mask on her face to let her skin breathe.
While waiting at the red light, Song Mingyi rolled down the car window, and the cool night breeze blew in, blowing her hair.
Song Mingyi plucked her hair and turned to look at the big screen standing nearby.
Above is a young and beautiful girl, wearing a rather classical-looking outfit. Appearing with her in the photo is a black and white chessboard.
In the corner of the photo is written, Lin Weiyan, China’s young national Go player.
