Qujiang Railway Station is crowded and extremely crowded, which is completely in line with the consistent slogan of Huaxia -- more people are stronger.

Zhang Yang sighed for a while, and suddenly realized that he hadn't gotten a train ticket to the East China Sea yet!

Go to school and report to school, and then slowly check the news of your parents.

After all, there is only one jade gourd, which is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack, and it can only depend on luck.

Fortunately, Master and Uncle Expected would not let him go on the road so easily, otherwise he might have to beg to report to Tokai Medical University.

Thinking of this, the original heart of apologizing for using itchy powder to tease the two elders also faded.

Zhang Yang unfolded his way of drifting with the crowd, and finally tore a passage between the crowds and found the ticket window to Donghai City.

There were so many times that he had intimate contact with several beautiful and plump female donors, which made him feel uneasy, and he was ready to move, and it was easy to suppress his desire after reciting countless heart-clearing mantras.

"Tickets are sold out, wait until tomorrow."

"Isn't it, such a coincidence?" Zhang Yang's face was bitter.

"Little brother, that's such a coincidence!"

The conductor with heavy makeup and a hint of mockery in his cold words made Zhang Yang a little helpless.

I looked at the deadline for registration on the letter of introduction, and it was too late.

Hey, I really can't do it, but I can only evade the ticket.

However, Zhang Yang still wants to fight again.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of vomiting in his heart, and put on a smiling face: "Sister, I'm going to sign up for school, and it's too late tomorrow." ”

The conductor was in his early forties, obviously not expecting to be called a sister by a teenager, and he was such a handsome big boy.

was slightly stunned, and immediately changed to a rather enthusiastic smile.

"I'm sorry, little brother, it's because of the number of people who sign up for school that the tickets are sold out. My sister couldn't do anything. ”

As the most developed first-tier city in China, Donghai City is an international metropolis with a strong humanistic atmosphere and many universities.

At this time of year, the parents of students come together, many of them have already booked tickets, and there are few tickets left, so the tickets are naturally sold very quickly.

Zhang Yang looked at the conductor's expression, and knew that there was really no hope, so he reluctantly said thank you and turned around silently.

Suddenly, the fragrance pounced and seemed to hit someone.

Soft and extremely elastic......

The best!

"Oops! You...... How do you walk, don't look at the dots, it hurts people! ”

A coquettish cry was crisp and pleasant, with a hint of reproach, but the face was more painful.

Zhang Yang hurriedly raised his head, only to see a twenty-four-five-year-old woman frowning and complaining, one hand subconsciously rubbing the huge mountains on her chest.

The model figure of 1.7 meters, a black flight attendant uniform outlines her figure vividly, coupled with a pretty and charming face, as charming as a fairy.

The bulging peaks were about to tear his jacket, recalling the feeling just now, Zhang Yang had the urge to make a mistake again.

After a short period of distraction, Zhang Yang still suppressed this impulse and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry." ”

In the end, he didn't forget to praise and said, "Sister, you are so beautiful." ”

Zhang Yang's words are heartfelt, and with his peasant child's outfit and simple appearance, it is very convincing.

The female benefactor in front of her is more than ten times more beautiful than those teachers in Danxia Mountain Tsing Yi Guan, and she is younger and knows how to dress up.

Those lips and faces are not inferior to those female stars on TV.

"Young poor mouth, who is your sister! Hmph, why don't you look at the dots when you walk? ”

The woman, who was originally a little angry, suddenly blushed and spat lightly.

The hand that originally rubbed her chest subconsciously covered her lower abdomen, glaring at Zhang Yang with a look of anger.

Beauty is beauty, even angry is so good-looking.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but stare at the woman again, wanting to engrave her voice and smile in the depths of his memory.

The woman's name is Wen Lan, and she is also a famous beauty flight attendant on this line, so she is naturally very confident in her figure and appearance.

Although Zhang Yang's expression was sincere, his praise still couldn't dispel the anger in his heart.

Besides, women are uncomfortable for a few days every month, especially Wen Lan.

In the past two days, the pain in her lower abdomen made her inexplicably irritable, and she was hit by Zhang Yang just now, which made her even more uncomfortable, of course, she didn't have a good face.

Seeing Wen Lan's painful expression, coupled with her complexion, Zhang Yang understood something for a while.

"Sister, you are full of hypocrine and endocrine disorders, and you must have felt weak limbs and dry mouth recently, and your lower abdomen has a dull pain in the past few days of every month, which is very difficult, right?" Zhang Yang said seriously.

Although the doctor does not knock on the door, and the Tao is not passed on lightly, Zhang Yang still can't help but want to make a move.

"You...... You are talking nonsense! Wen Lanqiao's face flushed.

Although Zhang Yang guessed her hardship, menstrual pain is still a little difficult for a girl to talk about.

What's more, being told by a man who is younger than himself? Of course, she couldn't hold her face, so she denied it.

"Hehe, if it continues like this, the melasma on your right face will continue to spread to the left side of your face, and the color will deepen, and within half a month, light makeup won't be able to cover it." Zhang Yang said half-truthfully.

"You...... How do you know?! Wen Lan covered her right cheek and looked at Zhang Yang in surprise.

Seeing her so nervous, Zhang Yang firmly believed in his own judgment.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yang said, "If my sister feels embarrassed, just let me talk nonsense." ”

"Tell me, how the hell do you know?" Wen Lan glanced around again and whispered up.

If it's just menstrual cramps, with Wen Lan's stubbornness, gritting his teeth and enduring it will pass.

However, what Zhang Yang said hit her soft underbelly.

A woman's psychology of loving beauty made her begin to put down her arrogant shelf.

Just as Zhang Yang said, she had a coin-sized melasma on her face.

It's very light, if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all, but it was still covered up with foundation by Wen Lan, who didn't like makeup.

Zhang Yang not only pointed out the macula that she carefully covered up, but also said that it would spread, how could she not be frightened?

"I'm a doctor, of course I do." Zhang Yang pursed his lips and looked like a stinky fart.

Originally, this somewhat funny appearance was not funny at all in Wen Lan's opinion.

"You're a doctor? You won't lie to me, will you? Wen Lan looked at him for a moment and asked impatiently.

She is really afraid of the spread of the macula, you must know that she is only 24 years old!

"Of course, if you don't believe me, I'll give you some conditioning."

For such a simple condition, Zhang Yang is still very sure, just use the pulse method to simply condition her and receive immediate results.

What's more, I accidentally bumped into someone just now, which aggravated the "condition", so it's not bad to be able to help.

Originally, there were many ways for Zhang Yang to choose from this small problem, but at the moment, it is undoubtedly the most suitable to regulate the pulse.

The so-called pulse dialing method is to use the rhythm of true qi to trigger the resonance of the blood veins and achieve the effect of regulating the mind and regulating the qi.

"Don't lie to me, or I won't be able to spare you."

Seeing that he guessed very accurately, Wen Lan moved the idea of giving it a try.

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand.

She thought to herself, even if this kid pretended to be a ghost, it was nothing more than letting him touch his hands, and he wouldn't suffer any loss!

Besides, this guy is really going to lie to himself, he must be good-looking!

"Right hand!"

"Left-handed?" Wen Lan frowned.

"Haven't you heard of men left and women right? You're a beauty, right-handed, of course. Zhang Yang said seriously.

"Okay!"

Wen Lan was helpless, so she had to stretch out her right hand again.

Seeing Zhang Yang grabbing him urgently, a trace of shame flashed on Wen Lan's face, but in the end, she was still pressed down.

Wen Lan's fingers were slender and slender, and her little hands were as soft as bones, pinched in her hands like Wen Yu, which made Zhang Yang's thoughts flutter.

However, he didn't dare to study it too carefully, and quickly gathered his mind and lucked his dantian.

After a breath, Zhang Yang completely put away that little bit of bad thoughts and became unruly.

Airplanes!

Zhu Men's real fire surged, quickly gathered in his hands, and under his guidance, with the trembling fingers along her small hands to her whole body.

True Qi flowed into her body rhythmically, and Wen Lan was like an electric shock.

For a while, the whole bloodline was like turning over the river and the sea, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable.

But she gritted her teeth and insisted on not screaming.

The next moment, Yiqiē became calm again.

The feeling of swelling and tearing disappeared, and the whole body seemed to be raging with a warm current.

Some of them are bulging, but more of a feeling of comfort and comfort.

It was crispy and numb, like tickling, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in the spring sun, which made Wen Lan almost moan comfortably.

Suddenly, all the warm currents converged in the middle of the chest and turned into a bolt of lightning that rushed straight to the lower abdomen.

Rumble!

After a brief dizziness in Wen Lan's mind, the pain of the fall just now was gone.

The originally heavy feet felt like stepping on cotton, and there was a feeling of lightness.

"Sister, how do you feel?"

After Zhang Yang wiped it lightly, he looked at Wen Lan, who was intoxicated with a pretty face, and asked with a wicked smile.

"Good...... Much better! Wen Lan said with some unfinished thoughts.

"Well, the first time I practiced it on a woman, it seems good." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

His sweaty face was full of pride, this was the first time he had used the real Zhumen Fu Healing Technique, which was quite smooth, and it was a good start.

The so-called difficult beginning, this is undoubtedly a good sign, Zhang Yang is more confident.

"What?! For the first time. Wen Lan raised her voice slightly.

But as soon as the words came out, she regretted it.

Sure enough, countless pairs of ambiguous eyes looked at it together......

"Uh-huh! It's my first time! If it's fake! Zhang Yang didn't think much about it, and nodded very seriously.

As for those ambiguous eyes, they were completely ignored by his nerves.

Anyway, since he arrived in Qujiang, the strange eyes around him have never left him.

Sure enough, it's a mistake to be handsome!

Although he learned all the skills of Master and Uncle, he never really completed a treatment independently.

It's not that Zhang Yang is not sure, but the sick are all Mrs. Shi, Master and Uncle are fighting for me, where is his turn?

"Nonsense!" Wen Lan had a black line on her face and spat lightly.

Although she also admitted that the feeling just now was amazing, but when she heard that it was the first time, she felt that she had been a guinea pig once, so she was naturally a little uncontrollable.

"What a first time! I swear! Zhang Yang was afraid that Wen Lan would not believe it, so he raised his voice again.

His voice made Wen Lan feel embarrassed.

At this moment, she couldn't wait to tear Zhang Yang's nonsense mouth, and then find a crack to drill down.

However, the people around them were staring at them, and Wen Lan had no choice but to grit her teeth and pull Zhang Yang aside.

"What kind of pulse method you just used is actually qigong! I didn't expect it to really save zài, it feels so mysterious! ”

"Sort of!" Zhang Yang felt that it was difficult to explain, so he replied casually.

"Thank you, sister, this time." Wen Lan said sincerely.

Zhang Yang smiled, waved his hand and said, "No, no!" I can't ask for the first time to be able to use it on my sister, and I'm the one who should say thank you! This is the first time in my life that I have become a doctor on my own! ”

Unexpectedly, before Zhang Yang's words fell, Wen Lan's smile froze directly on his face.