Zhou Rong seemed to be able to smell the smell of thin sweat in the middle coat, and began to guess what the dirty clothes looked like inside the middle coat.

He suddenly slapped his hand on the collapse, and the bang startled Zhang Weizhao. The tingling pain from his hand finally stopped his reverie.

It can't be like this anymore! You can't let your father down and your mother cry anymore! He wants to be a normal person. Like everyone else, it doesn't matter if he's a little lustful, even if he takes in a few girls before he gets married and goes out to drink a few flower wine with people, it doesn't matter. Instead of cowering and withdrawing from living women as it is now, while being fanatically obsessed with women's profane clothes.

Although Zhang Weizhao was taken aback by him, he didn't ridicule him this time, looked him up and down, and began to bow his head and continue to operate.

The wound was not large, and the stitches did not take too long.

Zhang Weizhao said while packing up his things: "Try not to move these days." I'll give you a few more decoctions and potions for external application. ”

After packing up, you have to leave.

Zhou Rong shouted in the back: "Hey! ”

Zhang Weizhao stopped. Zhou Rong didn't seem to know what to say, and after a deep sigh, he asked, "That's it?" ”

"I'll remove the stitches in seven days." Zhang Weizhao replied.

I don't know why, Zhou Rong suddenly felt settled in his heart.

After coming out of Zhou Rongyuan, Dong Zhenzhen's Yahuan Lotus Seed stood outside the door and led Zhang Weizhao into a flower hall not far away, where Dong Zhenzhen was waiting. The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone have long been prepared, waiting for Zhang Weizhao to open the prescription. Zhang Weizhao was writing the recipe, and Dong Zhenzhen was knocking on the side, wondering what was going on.

She only knew that during Zhou Rong's school holiday today, he was locked in the study in the courtyard to study, and he sent the little maid away. Somehow, Zhou Can appeared quietly in the study, the father and son quarreled again, and Zhou Rong was angry and stuck a dagger into his leg.

Dong Zhenzhen couldn't understand what kind of conflict the father and son had caused Zhou Rong to make such an extreme move?

Her tricks were tempted, but Zhang Weizhao didn't accept a single move. Open a prescription and leave directly.

Zhang Weizhao can roughly guess what is wrong with Zhou Rong. It should be related to sexual fetishes. She reasoned on two grounds, the first being the secrecy and intense shame of all the members of the family. Second, the knife that Zhou Rong inserted in the thigh in front of his father smelled of self-punishment and self-castration. At the same time, he also took revenge on his father by attacking himself.

General peachy incidents, such as seducing girls and visiting flower houses, in this era, do not pose a particularly big problem for a powerful child. Only sexual fetishes that go beyond the norm will become a problem. It's just that Zhang Weizhao is still not sure what Zhou Rong's sexual fetish is. Fetishism? Transvestism? Exhibitionism? A sadomasochistic lover? It's possible. Necrophilia, cripple fetish, old man, homosexuality, can basically be ruled out.

It's just that no matter what the issue is, she doesn't plan to discuss it with Dong Zhenzhen, or even with Zhang Rongkun.

This question is quite out of the outline, and these students will not understand.

Now Zhang Weizhao is very nostalgic for the days when he had a supervisor in his previous life and could discuss the symptoms and treatment options together.

In her previous life, she received her psychology training in the United Kingdom. Psychotherapy in the UK is very strict about protocols. To be eligible to be licensed as a psychiatrist, a psychologist by training must have seen clients for a sufficient period of time and supervised for a sufficient period of time during their studies and internships. Even her institute will assign different supervisors to work with her when she receives different visitors.

Now, she can only fight alone. Therefore, it is necessary to be more cautious.

This time, Zhang Weizhao returned to Xuanmiaoguan and found that Zhang Rongkun was not locked in the house and did not come out, but arrogantly cocked his beard and invited Zhang Weizhao into his study to see something.

Zhang Weizhao saw something on the table in the study that she never expected to see in this life.

A set of maternal pelvic models. The model includes the pelvis as well as a full set of production organs. All parts are movable and disassembleable. The model is made of boxwood and has life-size proportions. The shape is very realistic.

What surprised Zhang Weizhao the most was that there was also a wooden fetus next to the pelvic model, and the limbs of the fetus could move and pass through the birth canal to simulate the process of production.

This time, Zhang Weizhao really wanted to kneel with the master. It turned out that the master had locked himself in the house for so many days to make this set of teaching aids.

With this set of teaching aids, it is very convenient for midwives to understand the mother's body structure and the process of childbirth. I don't know how much this will reduce the number of injuries caused by the lack of necessary common sense during the delivery process.

Considering that in this day and age, for most doctors and midwives, there was simply no opportunity to learn anatomy, the appearance of this teaching aid was even more significant.

What is even more rare is that in this era when the body and sex are still regarded as beasts of the flood, Master has the courage to show the mystery of the human body and childbirth very directly.

Master is a warrior and a man of great mobility.

She told Master that it would be great if she could promote midwifery techniques that are more in line with medical and health requirements. When she said that, instead of pouring cold water on her, Master said that she had a good idea.

But when she hadn't taken concrete action yet, and was still worried about the extent to which people in this era would be able to accept the concept of healthy childbirth, Master had already begun to take action.

Perhaps, they could do it even better than she had originally thought.

"Master, I know that there is a tool that can help mothers give birth more smoothly." Zhang Weizhao said to Zhang Rongkun with shining eyes.

As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper and drew a figure of single-leaf forceps.

Seven days later, the carriage of the Zhou family came to pick up Zhang Weizhao to remove Zhou Rong's stitches.

It is also Zhou Rong's study. When Zhang Weizhao entered, there was a small servant in the study. Seeing Zhang Weizhao come in, Zhou Rong sent the little guy out, and there were only two people left in the house.

Zhou Rong was no longer covered in thorns like last time, and behaved quite cooperatively.

He wore an unusually loose pair of pants today, which allowed him to roll up to the base of his thighs, revealing the wounds on his legs.

Zhang Weizhao sat on a low stool in front of the collapse, put on a mask and gloves, and bent his head down to operate. As soon as her gloved hand touched Zhou Rong's skin, she felt the other party's leg shrink back suddenly, and then stopped again. But there were large goosebumps on the skin of the thighs.

Zhang Weizhao has realized that this should not be because he is afraid that the stitches will be painful, but because he is afraid of close contact with people.

But as Zhang Weizhao's hand operated steadily and methodically, Zhou Rong gradually relaxed. It still hurt a little to remove the stitches, but Zhou Rong didn't back down.

Just as the stitches were about to be completed, Zhou Rong suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist of Zhang Weizhao's left hand. Because Zhang Weizhao rolled up his sleeves, the skin on this part of his wrist was just exposed.

I saw Zhang Weizhao's right hand handle the scissors and insert it into Zhou Rong's hand.

Zhou Rongwei screamed and quickly shook his hand. The tip of the scissors stabbed into the wooden frame on the soft edge.

Zhou Rong jumped down from the soft collapse and limped away for a few steps, and said again and again: "I'm sorry!" Sorry! I'm just, just, I've never touched a girl's hand, and I just want to try what it's like......" Zhang Weizhao brought him an unprecedented feeling, not only did not make him disgusted and repulsed, but attracted him to move forward. This made Zhou Rong feel both surprised and confused.

"If I don't want to, you can't touch it! I don't care what you think! Zhang Weizhao's eyebrows and eyes were raised on the outside of the mask.

She knew that Zhou Rong was a little obstacle when she came into contact with people, and she was trying to break through this barrier just now. But whatever his intentions, as a doctor, she must establish clear boundaries with her patients. Otherwise, in such a world where power is greater than the sky, her civilian status, her gender, can easily make her a victim.

"Yes, I was offended. I don't have any malicious intentions......" Zhou Rong didn't want to quarrel with Zhang Weizhao today, and his posture was very soft.

"Disrespecting other people's boundaries is evil." Zhang Weizhao left no room for error. After packing up the medicine box, he was about to leave.

"Can I go see you? You're in the Mystic Temple, aren't you? Zhou Rong followed her in the back.

"No, you can't." Zhang Weizhao's answer was very calm and crisp.

"I have a headache, it's always okay to go to the doctor, right?"

"No, you can't."

"Why can't you go to the doctor?" Zhou Rong screamed.

"Because your head doesn't hurt." Zhang Weizhao stopped and looked back into Zhou Rong's eyes. Zhang Weizhao's eyes were very calm, there was no hostility at all, just a matter of facts.

"If you are willing to come to me for help with a problem you are really facing, you can come and visit me. That's the only way I can really help you. Any other temptation is futile. And, you need to pay for the services you can enjoy. The duration of each visit is half an hour, ten taels of silver at a time, and the location is the Mystic Temple, and the frequency is once every seven days. All issues can be discussed during the visit, but there must be no physical contact. ”

Zhang Weizhao's words actually express some basic rules of her consulting work. She knew that Zhou Rong would not understand why she was asking for this. However, it doesn't matter if you don't understand the language, the important thing is that Zhang Weizhao expressed a firm position with his eyes, posture and tone.

Zhou Rong really didn't understand what she was saying. I can understand every word, but I don't understand it when it comes together. But despite this, he took the message she sent.

First, the most secret and painful part of his heart, she seemed to be visible. He didn't know why he felt this way, but this feeling was there. Second, she can help her. Third, to get her help, you have to follow her rules.

He nodded subconsciously.

Zhang Weizhao also nodded at him and went out with the medicine box.