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In the following time, Zhou Yi treated three more mature women, and the process was unbearable.

Although these three mature women are all less than forty years old, their bodies are surprisingly poor, they are howling all the time, and they also scratch the back of Zhou Yi's hand with blood, which is miserable.

Zhou Yi was already doubting that if he continued to be treated like this, his psychological shadow area would be calculated by a three-year-old child.

"Although this job makes money, it faces a lot of danger to life, and you need to think about how to avoid these risks!" Zhou Yi looked at the scratches crisscrossing the back of his hand and muttered to himself.

"Doctor Zhou, are you alright? Do you need to treat the wound? Ms. Huang asked as she walked up to the balcony. After seeing Zhou Yi's "special function", Ms. Huang became very polite, and used honorific titles every time she spoke.

"Dealing with wounds? Is it that in the end, this beautiful woman is in good health and will not scratch me? Zhou Yi was overjoyed when he heard this.

"I'm sorry! Lan Meimei is the one with the worst health, and she also refuses to maintain her health. The reason why she came to me was just to be bored at home. Ms. Huang's face was heavy.

"I said, Ms. Huang, even if that's the case, you don't need to make this expression, right? It's like I'm a lamb to the slaughter! Zhou Yi was no longer able to complain.

"Master Zhou, please go to the innermost bedroom on the left-hand side, Lan Meimei is already waiting there, the one you stare at every time you enter and leave the living room. You'll need to time it yourself this time, because I can't stand Lan Meimei's screams. Ms. Huang directly handed the stopwatch to Zhou Yi.

"Isn't that beauty the quietest one? I've been sitting there smiling and smiling! Zhou Yi was incredulous.

"You can't scream for no reason, right? Previously, the trigger conditions were just not met. By the way, that bedroom belongs to my daughter, because she is very noisy, the bedroom is specially soundproofed when it is renovated, so you don't have to worry about Lan Meimei's screams will wake up Sister Wang, please rest assured to be bold and treated. Ms. Huang reminded with a smile.

"Thank you! I'll come back alive! Zhou Yi made a joke with a heavy heart, which can be regarded as cheering himself up. I walked to the bedroom in the corner, knocked on the door and heard the response from inside, so I pushed the door and walked in.

This bedroom has a strong artistic style, not in terms of decoration, but in countless posters on the walls. Although they are mixed and matched, it is obvious that the owner of the bedroom has bothered. Because-

Each poster has a photo of a young girl who looks like Ms. Huang. The key is that the clothes in each photo are completely different, and they are so coordinated with the costumes of the male gods on the poster, as if they were a couple!

Zhou Yi just looked at them one by one, and was amazed. He had completely forgotten that there was another person in the room, and he was waiting for treatment!

However, this loose knitted sweater woman named Lan Meimei has a really good personality, just lying quietly on the double bed looking at Zhou Yi's colorful expression, her eyes seem to be flashing with curiosity, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

When Zhou Yi finally finished reading all the posters and art photos, he suddenly remembered Lan Meimei's existence and looked at him, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Doctor Zhou, will it hurt a lot?" Lan Meimei wrung her fingers and asked nervously.

Zhou Yi suddenly had a sense of time and space confusion, as if Lan Meimei in front of him no longer looked like she was twenty-five or sixteen years old, but only five or six years old.

"It's okay, you can cry or shout, just don't grab my hand, because I'm really scared. You're a big sister, you should take care of my little brother! Zhou Yi's mood was much lighter, and he stretched out the back of his scarred hand and joked.

"I'm obviously younger than you, I'm a little sister! You should take care of me! Lan Meimei pointed her two index fingers together and kept touching them, her eyes were round, and she said very seriously.

Zhou Yi was shocked again, walking around in front of the bed, observing Lan Meimei's expression from all angles, trying to find the slightest trace of the performance.

It's a natural fit! It seemed to be a little girl of five or six years old in front of me, but she was a few sizes larger.

Zhou Yi also had this state, that is, the period when he came out of autism. Sister Zhou Xiaoman completely turned into a seven or eight-year-old girl, and took Zhou Yi to slowly grow her mind from the age of one, and it only took two or three months to completely bring Zhou Yi out of the predicament.

"Mental age cannot be defined, we can't talk about that. My body is 22 years old this year, what about you? Zhou Yi said seriously.

"I'm 34 and old!" Lan Meimei was suddenly deflated and said angrily.

"You're bragging, aren't you? 34, there are no wrinkles, who believes it! I see you are up to 24 years old! Zhou Yi said with strong suspicion.

"Don't believe it!" Lan Meimei happily took out her ID card from her bag and handed it to Zhou Yi.

"You are the grandmother of Tianshan Tong! Isn't it just in the reincarnation period of power, so it looks younger than before! Zhou Yi was very surprised.

"Thanks for the compliment! I do look young! Lan Meimei was extremely happy.

Zhou Yi looked at Lan Meimei's coquettish face, and suddenly an idea popped up, and then discussed it with Lan Meimei:

"When I treat others, I concentrate on injecting internal force into their bodies to strengthen them. It may be that the speed is too fast, so the pain is felt. The two of us might as well be like this, let's try to transmit your internal force while chatting, maybe it won't hurt so much. ”

Lan Meimei was extremely happy when she heard this, and directly stretched out her left hand: "Then let's start now!" ”

Zhou Yi smiled, clasped his fingers with Lan Meimei, and directly invoked the wood qi in the dantian into her palm.

"It hurts!" Lan Meimei exclaimed.

"Meimei's child, haven't you been vaccinated? It hurts to watch, but in fact, it's just a matter of a few seconds, and it's okay to endure it. Zhou Yi did not cut off the injection of wood qi, and began to talk casually to distract Lan Meimei's attention.

"Don't lie to me! I would hurt all day, I would dream at night, and I would wake up in the morning with my pillow wet. Lan Meimei said with palpitations.

"Who made you struggle! The nurses at the epidemic prevention station are very fierce, which child makes a lot of trouble, and the needle is very painful! Zhou Yi saw that he had successfully distracted Lan Meimei's attention elsewhere, and continued to strengthen the power of the anti-epidemic needle under great joy.

"You're lying to me again! I never struggled, I just stood there obediently with my eyes closed. Lan Meimei began to recall.

"Then you must be making fun of other children! And then they cry so hard that they scare you out of it, and it's all like they cry at night when you have nightmares. Zhou Yi followed Lan Meimei's train of thought and began to speculate.

"How do you know what dreams I'm going to have!" Lan Meimei's eyes widened.

"Ok, treatment is over. Keep dreaming! Zhou Yi successfully deceived Lan Meimei into forgetting the pain and happily withdrew her right hand.

Lan Meimei's body suddenly softened, and she began to gasp for breath, as if she had just endured great torture.

"You lied to me! It hurt a lot just now! Lan Meimei's tears immediately flowed out, and she was extremely angry.

"Meimei's child, crying nose will grow wrinkles and become ugly!" Zhou Yi smiled proudly, patted Lan Meimei's head, and left the bedroom.

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