"This is the lady I am talking about, her name is Lin Qiao. Ye Wen first introduced Zhang Wenzhong, and then said to Lin Qiao, who was sitting on the sofa: "Qiao'er, I have invited classmate Zhang to you, and you should tell him about your illness yourself." With his medical skills, he may really be able to help you. ”

"Hello, Miss Lin. Zhang Wenzhong greeted politely.

"Mr. Zhang, are you ...... Hello. Lin Qiao's god looked a little unnatural, dodging Zhang Wenzhong's gaze.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wen hurriedly said: "Classmate Zhang, don't be surprised, Qiao'er is so afraid of all men, not just for you." Okay, don't stand, sit down, I'll give you tea. ”

Although Ye Wen helped round the field, the atmosphere in this house also became a little embarrassing because of Lin Qiao's strange reaction.

After some tossing, Ye Wen handed over a cup of steaming tea to Zhang Wenzhong's hand.

Smelling the fragrance of tea, Zhang Wenzhong said: "This is Emei Snow Bud? ”

Ye Wen said: "That's right, it's Emei Xueya." Why, do you like to drink tea? Then I'll take all the tea later, I don't drink much anyway, and it's a waste to leave this tea away. ”

Zhang Wenzhong laughed and said, "Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome." ”

After chatting and laughing with Ye Wen for a few words, the awkward atmosphere in the house was finally relieved. At the same time, it also relieved Lin Qiao's nervous and cramped mood a lot. At this point, Zhang Wenzhong asked her, "Miss Lin, I heard Ye Wen say that you have a strange disease?"

"I ......" Lin Qiao opened his mouth, and a shy cháo red flashed on his slightly pale face, and he actually stood up. The words that followed kept rolling in her throat, and she just refused to say them.

Ye Wen, who knew her situation, hurriedly persuaded: "Qiao'er, this is not the time for you to be shy. Tell me about your condition, Mr. Zhang, who is a well-known medical expert at home and abroad. Perhaps, he really has a cure for your disease. Besides, haven't you seen a lot of doctors before, so why aren't you shy and nervous at that time?"

"The doctors I used to see were either women or older doctors, but there were no young male doctors like him......" Lin Qiao muttered in a low voice, but she also knew that Ye Wen's words were reasonable. So, after taking a few deep breaths and adjusting her emotions, she finally told her embarrassing and unspeakable illness.

"I don't know what's wrong with my body, it's like I've been cursed with a vicious curse. Since two years ago, my body has been in a state of extreme excitement, as long as there is a little bit of stimulation, even if it is a bump and shaking when riding in the car, it will make me reach **...... in an instant" Lin Qiao, who was blushing with shame, recounted his embarrassing condition in a slight voice.

As she spoke, her tears burst out of her eyes, and people choked up: "People who have not had this kind of experience of mine will not imagine how painful I have been in the past two years, on average my ** times a day are dozens or hundreds of times, no matter what the occasion, I may reach ** in an instant because of a slight stimulation or fright, which makes me often lose face in front of everyone." My previous jobs were also lost because of this strange disease. Before that, I had visited famous doctors for treatment, but none of them knew what kind of disease I was suffering from. In the end, I could only use the intoxicating ointment and apply it to my private parts to reduce the symptoms. But I don't know if it's because of drug resistance or because my condition has worsened, and the effect of this numb*drunk ointment has been greatly reduced recently......"

"Dr. Zhang, you are a famous doctor at home and abroad, you must know what kind of disease I am suffering from? Please, help me, I am really about to be tortured and crazy by this strange disease. This kind of torture is not only physical, but also jīng spiritual. There are quite a few people who know me who say I'm a slut. But, until now, I haven't even talked about a boyfriend......" As she spoke, Lin Qiao couldn't hold back any longer, covered her face with her hands, and cried bitterly.

Ye Wen hurriedly hugged her in her arms, patted her on the back, and comforted: "Okay, Qiao'er, don't cry, I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances in the past two years." Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, he will definitely have a way to cure your disease. ”

Who knows, Lin Qiao pushed Ye Wen away with a red face, and in her surprised expression, she ran quickly to the toilet.

Ye Wen immediately reacted, blushing and stunned: "No...... "There is no doubt that it was the hug she just gave that made Lin Qiao, who was extremely easy, reach a ** again.

Taking advantage of Lin Qiao's opportunity to go to the toilet, Ye Wen pulled Zhang Wenzhong and asked in a low voice: "How is it, classmate Zhang, have you ever heard of this strange disease that Lin Qiao suffers from? Can you cure her strange disease?"

After Zhang Wenzhong pondered for a while, he said: "Judging from the condition described by Lin Qiao, what she is suffering from should be a disease called 'Persistent Xìng Impulsivity Disorder'. The disease is extremely rare, and its pathogenesis is not well understood. Some doctors believe that it is a problem with the nervous system, others believe that it is a disease of the xìng organ, and some doctors believe that it is caused by a mental disorder. Moreover, according to the current research data on this disease, no specific treatment for this disease has been found......"

"Huh?" Ye Wen was startled when she heard this, and then quickly covered her mouth, for fear that Lin Qiao, who was in the toilet, would hear it, so she lowered her voice and said with a worried face: "Doesn't this mean that Lin Qiao's meal has no cure?

Zhang Wenzhong shook his head and said, "All this will not be determined until she comes out and I diagnose her pulse." However, you can rest assured that even if I can't cure her, I will be able to alleviate her illness and make her suffer less. ”

"That's good, that's good......" Ye Wen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Lin Qiao came out of the toilet, her pretty face was full of shyness, and she kept her head down and didn't dare to raise her head to look at Zhang Wenzhong. After all, reaching ** in front of a strange man is a shameful thing for any woman.

"Qiao'er, I have already asked classmate Zhang just now, and he said that your disease is called 'persistent xìng impulsivity disorder', and he is sure that he can cure your disease. In order to appease Lin Qiao's hurt and fragile heart, Ye Wen exaggerated Zhang Wenzhong's words a little.

Lin Qiao immediately raised his head, looked at Zhang Wenzhong with anticipation, and asked in a trembling voice, "Really, can you really cure me of this disease?"

Zhang Wenzhong didn't answer her question directly, but said with a smile: "Let me take your pulse first." ”

Maybe it was because she saw the hope of curing her strange disease, or maybe it was because Zhang Wenzhong's smile soothed the worries in her heart, and the expression on Lin Qiao's face finally returned to normal. At this time, Zhang Wenzhong also put the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of his right hand on her wrist, squinted his eyes slightly, and diagnosed her pulse.

When Zhang Wenzhong's hand just touched her, her body trembled slightly, but quickly returned to normal. Such a reaction made Lin Qiao both a little surprised and a little happy. Because under the 'normal' situation, once she is touched by a strange man, it is easy to feel it, and even reach **. But now, Zhang Wenzhong's hand on her wrist did not make her feel that shame, but gave her a sense of peace that she hadn't had for a long time.

Looking at Zhang Wenzhong, Lin Qiao couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Perhaps, he can really cure my disease......

After checking the pulse of Lin Qiao's hands, Zhang Wenzhong withdrew his hand and squinted his eyes and thought about it.

Lin Qiao and Ye Wen looked at each other, and their moods became nervous, not knowing what kind of answer Zhang Wenzhong would give.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Wenzhong opened his eyes and said, "According to my diagnosis, Miss Lin's disease should be caused by kidney deficiency and reckless anger......

Lin Qiao said excitedly and worriedly: "Doctor Zhang, since you know how my disease is caused, then you must also know how my disease should be treated?"

Zhang Wenzhong said: "I do have a treatment plan, but whether it can cure the persistent impulsivity you suffer from has to be tried." ”

Lin Qiao immediately said: "Then please treat me now, even if you can't cure this disease, it's good to be able to slow down the disease." I don't want to endure this torture anymore, and if I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll either go crazy or kill myself......"

Zhang Wenzhong nodded, took out the silver needle box he was carrying, put it on the glass coffee table in front of him, took out two silver needles from it, pinched them in his left and right hands, and did not rush to get off the needle, but said to Lin Qiao: "Before the treatment, there is something I have to tell Miss Lin first." During the treatment, you will feel a wave that you have never experienced before**. This is the normal effect of the treatment, I hope you don't think about it, and don't resist, so as not to affect the effect of the treatment. ”

Lin Qiao nodded in understanding, and at Zhang Wenzhong's suggestion, he dragged off his high heels and black stockings, and unfolded the pair of jade feet in front of Zhang Wenzhong.

Zhang Wenzhong's left and right hands rose and fell at the same time, and the two silver needles suddenly pierced into the Taixi acupoint behind the inner ankles of Lin Qiao's feet, and began to perform the needles in a special way.

Suddenly, two intense soreness and numbness sensations appeared in both feet at the same time, and transmitted along the Zushao yīn kidney meridian to the upper part of the body.

With the emergence of this sour and numb feeling, an unprecedented wave of ** cháo also swept towards Lin Qiao without interruption.

For a while, the moans kept sounding, making people's faces red and their blood boiling.