The needle tip pricked at the blistered skin, Song Chuan's movements a little clumsy, after all, this was his first time performing the procedure.
The system-rewarded peerless medical skills.
In theory, there were no issues.
But in practice, everything was new to him. So, his actions had to be not only slow and gentle, but also steady!
There were three red blisters on the back of Yu Chuhui's hand. After he pricked just one, she was on the verge of death.
"It hurts so much... it feels like my skin is being torn open..."
Even He Minhong, watching from the side, was so frightened she covered her eyes. "I... I saw the flesh..."
"So scary..."
"Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."
After pricking the first blister, Song Chuan's hands grew steadier. He handled the second and third quickly.
Next came the medication.
Once finished, Song Chuan wrapped Yu Chuhui's little paw in gauze.
"Remember not to get it wet when you go back. Absolutely do not let the wound touch water."
"Just apply this ointment yourself when you get home."
Taking the ointment from Song Chuan, Zhu Zhe pulled out her phone to scan the QR code. "Song Chuan, how much are these ointments and the bandages? I'll transfer the money to you."
"It's not much. No need to pay."
Yu Chuhui's attitude was equally firm. "No! You must pay!"
She had always been a person of principle, never willing to take even the slightest advantage.
"You bought me fruit when you came over. That covers it."
"If you still feel bad, you might as well treat me to a meal."
Zhu Zhe casually picked up on the suggestion. "Tomorrow's Saturday. Why don't you come over for dinner?"
"That sounds good."
"Brother Song Chuan, will you bring your girlfriend?" This was the question He Minhong cared about most.
To be honest, she didn't really want Song Chuan's girlfriend to come over. If Zhu Suosuo came along, she was sure to throw a tantrum. Just now, when Jiang Nansun held her hand, Zhu Suosuo had been furious.
Having experienced the joy of holding hands with her best friend, Zhu Suosuo finally forgave Jiang Nansun and could accept her. After all, they were best friends.
It was only because they were best friends that Zhu Suosuo could allow Song Chuan to interact with Jiang Nansun.
But the three of them were different. They didn't know Zhu Suosuo at all.
To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Song Chuan thought about it and decided it wouldn't be a good idea to bring Zhu Suosuo to the house tomorrow.
"Probably not, she's quite busy."
Hearing this, He Minhong's heart bloomed with joy.
*Girlfriend?*
Yu Chuhui and Zhu Zhe were also surprised.
They hadn't expected Song Chuan to have a girlfriend...
A hint of regret flickered in their eyes.
"I'll apply the ointment carefully when we get back. Thank you, Doctor Song."
"We should be going now."
"You guys go ahead. I need to see Brother Song Chuan for a consultation too."
Seeing Yu Chuhui and Zhu Zhe about to leave, He Minhong, afraid they might try to take her with them, quickly linked her arm around Song Chuan's.
In the past, Yu Chuhui had been worried about Song Chuan doing something to He Minhong, so she hadn't wanted them to be alone together.
But now...
She felt a strange sensation in her heart.
*Hmm...*
*Could it be... jealousy?*
*No, no, no.*
*How could she be jealous of He Minhong? Unless...*
She glanced up at Song Chuan and shyly lowered her head.
Zhu Zhe frowned. "What's wrong with you?"
"I just feel a bit unwell."
"Chuhui, can you get home alone?"
Hearing Zhu Zhe's tone, He Minhong grew displeased. "Sister Zhu, what are you up to?"
"You're not thinking of accompanying me, are you?"
"I don't need your company!"
He Minhong couldn't imagine it!
If Zhu Zhe stayed, how would she be able to make moves on Song Chuan?
He Minhong was a hundred percent, a thousand percent against it!
"That's not it."
"I have my own health issue I want Doctor Song to look at."
After calling Song Chuan earlier and learning his identity, Zhu Zhe had rushed back.
She had witnessed Song Chuan arguing with Pan Guiyu.
*Is Song Chuan really that capable?*
*Can he diagnose illnesses at a glance?*
Zhu Zhe wanted to test him herself. She had been feeling unwell lately, but work had kept her from going to the hospital.
Perfect.
Now that the opportunity had arisen, she might as well take advantage and trouble Song Chuan with her own issue.
"Sister Zhu? You're not feeling well either? Where does it hurt?"
Zhu Zhe's face flushed slightly.
She remained silent.
Every patient has their own hidden struggles.
This is their privacy.
She chose not to tell He Minhong.
Since Zhu Zhe wouldn't speak, He Minhong naturally didn't press further.
"Alright then, I'll head back alone."
"Can you manage on your own?"
"Sister Zhu, I only injured my hand, not my leg. Of course I can manage. I'll head back now—I'll leave the door open for you all."
After Yu Chuhui left, only three people remained in the office.
Song Chuan hesitated. "Um..."
"What are your respective conditions?"
"Tell me."
He Minhong glanced at Zhu Zhe, who was frowning. "I... actually, I..."
"My discharge is abnormal."
"Discharge can refer to nasal discharge, skin secretions, or female discharge. Which kind are you talking about?"
"The woman's kind, of course..."
Song Chuan looked troubled. "This..."
"Isn't this a gynecology case?"
"He Minhong, you want me to examine your gynecology?"
"Brother Song Chuan, we're so close. It's no big deal for you to check my gynecology."
"But this involves collecting secretions. I don't mind, but do you?"
He Minhong waved it off. "There are male gynecologists at the hospital, too."
"If they don't mind, why should I?"
"Shouldn't doctors see all patients as equal, without regard for gender, only their conditions?"
Now that you mention it...
He Minhong had a point!
Song Chuan's lips twitched. "Fine, as long as you're comfortable."
Two framed photos of doctors with their bios hung on the clinic wall.
These were likely the doctors Song Chuan hadn't met yet—one man and one woman.
There was a female doctor.
The office also contained speculums, tools used in gynecological exams.
This suggested the female doctor also saw female patients with gynecological needs.
Though Song Chuan could diagnose through pulse-taking, examining secretions was the most accurate method.
He had already retrieved a speculum from the drawer and walked into the examination room.
The room had a curtain.
Beyond the curtain lay a small examination bed.
Song Chuan urged from inside, "He Minhong, come in."
"I'll give you a check-up."
As soon as the curtain was pulled aside, Zhu Zhe could only see a pair of men's slippers moving beneath it.
And He Minhong's small feet.
He Minhong must have already gotten into the hospital bed. Zhu Zhe heard the creaking and groaning of the bed behind the curtain.
Beneath the curtain, He Minhong kicked off her slippers. Now only a pair of shoes remained visible.
"Spread your legs into a 'm' position."
"I'm going to start the examination now."
"Hmm... the discharge is a bit abnormal. Have you been staying up late a lot recently?"
"Ah! Brother Song Chuan, you really know what you're talking about. I've been staying up late to finish my articles lately."
"Staying up late weakens your immune system. I'll prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine to boost your resistance."
Having finished the examination, Song Chuan quickly emerged from behind the curtain.
The veins on his arm were bulging. He pretended nothing was wrong, sat back in his chair, and began writing a prescription.
"He Minhong, take this herbal prescription to Xiao Li downstairs to get the medicine."
"Mm-hmm."
After putting on her pants, He Minhong obediently took the prescription and went downstairs to fill it.
Now, only Zhu Zhe's problem remained unresolved.
"What about you?"
"Where do you feel unwell?"
"My stomach feels off, I've lost my appetite, and I've been losing weight lately."
Hearing Zhu Zhe's symptoms, Song Chuan thought they sounded somewhat like anorexia.
He retrieved a towel and placed it on the table. "Come, put your hand here."
Zhu Zhe placed her hand on the towel, seeing the pulse-taking technique of Traditional Chinese Medicine for the first time.
Song Chuan's fingertips were cool as they landed on her pulse.
Her heart began to race. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"I had a gastroscopy, and everything came back normal. I don't know why I'm like this."
"Do you have absolutely no interest in food?"
"Yes."
"When you see meat, your throat feels dry, and you want to vomit? And your menstrual cycle has been irregular recently?"
"And you also feel inexplicably irritable?"
*This is uncanny.*
Zhu Zhe never expected that Song Chuan, a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner, would instantly diagnose her condition when Western medicine couldn't.
"That's right."
"You seem to understand my condition better than I do."
"Because I practice TCM, you have anorexia, which is causing your loss of appetite, and that's leading to weight loss."
"The weight loss has caused your menstrual irregularities."
"These are early symptoms, so they're quite manageable."
Zhu Zhe asked, "Do I need to take any medicine?"
"No medicine is needed."
"You need to stimulate your appetite. Expose yourself to various foods and think about anything you might crave."
"Anything you *really* want to eat."
"Once you find that food, it will ignite your appetite."
As Song Chuan spoke, Zhu Zhe suddenly remembered the adult film websites He Minhong often visited, which she had secretly glanced at while standing by He Minhong's bed.
Her cheeks flushed, and she stammered, "I... I think I might have something I *really* want to eat..."
"I sometimes watch mukbang videos. The food they eat makes me feel very hungry, and I just want to eat exactly what they're eating."
"Oh? What is it?"
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