Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

The heartbroken Jiang Zuo turned his heart away, tried to ignore the wet trousers, clamped his legs and tried to move slowly towards the small table in the consulting room in a decent way.

Opening the white curtains in the middle, I saw the bright light in the small room. The white curtains made people's eyes hurt. There was a hospital bed next to the white curtains, and there were cabinets and sinks embedded in the wall on one side. There is an inspection table in the middle, and next to it is a small movable metal table with various inspection tools on it.

Step by step, Jiang Zuo moved to the examination table. There was a layer of soft cushions on the examination table, and then a layer of white sheets. Jiang Zuo supported the soft cushion with one hand, stepped on the heel of his shoes with one foot, and took off the shoes. He stepped on the back of the shoe with his feet in white socks, and pulled down his pants with a sigh of relief.

Not daring to bend down lest he collapse and slump, Jiang Zuo could only lift his right leg in a very awkward and stiff posture, carefully pulled his right leg out of his trousers, then stepped on his trousers with his right foot, and put the other leg on it. The trousers also stepped on the ankle.

Although he has been very restrained and careful, Jiang Zuo couldn't help feeling the malice of the world during this process, and saw a greasy warm current soaking a pair of panties in an instant.

Jiang Zuo's fingers stiffened, and he stood stiffly in front of the examination table. The two fingers on the edge of his trousers were tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again. He rolled his eyes and looked around the small room. Jiang Zuo was overjoyed at drawing paper next to the sink. He supported the examination table with one hand. In order not to stain the white socks, his feet were still firmly on the shoes. He tilted his upper body and stretched his other hand hard. I swiped and pulled my fingertips in mid-air a few times, and finally reached a tissue and pulled it out.

Jiang Zuo, with a paper towel between his fingers, arched his body in a hurry, and just tore off a pair of trousers, trying to wipe the duck before Dr. Shen could examine him, and then he fainted He hid his oily trousers, and when the white curtain was lifted, Dr. Shen came in briskly.

The man is tall and tall, wearing a clean and plain white doctor's gown, the outer two rows of buttons are not buttoned up, so the hem of the open white gown is fluttering beside his two slender and straight legs as he walks, following him The movement brought out a gust of wind.

As if he didn't expect to see Jiang Zuo holding the examination table with one hand, leaning forward slightly, and turning back with the other hand, Shen Yitang paused slightly, without saying a word.

Realizing that his posture was too strange, Jiang Zuo straightened up quickly, raised both hands to reveal the tissues in his hands, and hurriedly explained: "...I'm not trying to pick skins!"

Shen Yitang: "..."

After explaining, Jiang Zuo felt that his anxious tone seemed to be trying to cover up, so he closed his mouth. After thinking for a while, he added: "It's not that I forgot to wipe my ass when I went to the toilet, it's just that I was a little Oil leak, wipe it clean for your inspection..."

Shen Yitang glanced at the thin paper towel in Jiang Zuo's hand, and looked away. He walked to the cabinet by the wall, took out a pack of wet wipes from the drawer, and threw it to Jiang Zuo.

On the wet tissue bag, it said "Take care of your baby-like delicate skin" in bold black and italic characters. Jiang Zuo raised his head after taking the wet tissue, and was about to thank the doctor when he saw that Dr. Shen had already sat down On a chair next to him, he leaned against the cabinet, crossed his legs, and raised his chin slightly to Jiang Zuo, signaling him to hurry up.

Jiang Zuo looked at Shen Yizhang who was sitting there. The man looked calm and relaxed, as if he had made up his mind to watch the whole process from the sidelines and didn't plan to leave. Jiang Zuo curled up his feet, hesitated again and again, and opened his mouth to ask: "Doctor Shen ...Isn't it good for you to watch from the sidelines?"

Shen Yitang nodded upon hearing the words: "Well, it's because I wasn't thoughtful enough."

Seeing Dr. Shen standing up and going out, Jiang Zuo heaved a sigh of relief. Before he finished exhaling, his waist suddenly tightened. After vomiting, he choked in his throat. He blushed, and subconsciously grabbed it with both hands. By the time he realized it, he had been brought onto a metal examination table covered with thin white cushions.

Jiang Zuo knelt upright on the examination table, his round eyes were a little straight, and he tightly squeezed the wrinkled outer packaging of wet wipes with one hand.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and he didn't feel cold just now, but now he felt the cold wind blowing through his legs, and he felt the chill in his leg bones. The dazzling light flashed a dazzling white light around Jiang Zuo's field of vision, and he stood upright beside him. The upright figure of the man became blurred, as if dissolved in this warm, flickering white light. In a trance, only the pair of slender eyes with peach blossoms became clearer in sight, and the small dot on the eyelids The mole is lonely and brightly lit, as if the tired spring has fallen.

Before Jiang Zuo could see it clearly, he felt the skin go cold.

Caught off guard and unprepared, Jiang Zuo who suddenly lost his mask pants: ...

"I didn't think about it just now, but this posture is more convenient." Shen Yizhang raised a finger, and tapped Jiang Zuo's stiff elbow, letting him relax and rest his elbow on the table, and then moved Jiang Zuo's hand again. Pulled a wet tissue from the wet tissue bag inside, stuffed it into Jiang Zuo's hand, "Wipe it."

Jiang Zuo slumped, his knees and elbows pressed against the soft cushion on the examination table, pressing the cushion into a soft dimple, holding the wet wipe in his hand, and silently buried his face between his arms: … ...washing face with tears jpg

The small room was very quiet. Jiang Zuo, who hadn't heard anything for a long time, raised his eyelids, peeked out from the arm, and caught a glimpse of the hem of the white hem from the corner of his sight. Jiang Zuo knew that Dr. Shen not only didn't leave, but Waiting patiently for his next move.

Suspecting that what he said before was too euphemistic, Dr. Shen didn't understand, so Jiang Zuo, who decided to speak more bluntly this time, supported the examination table with one hand, straightened up, raised his head slightly, and asked, "Well, Dr. Shen, can you... ..."

Shen Yizhang lowered his eyes, and saw that the corners of the young man's eyes were flushed, the roots of his fair ears were also red, the tips of his curly hair were trembling slightly in mid-air, and his two little feet in white socks were curled up. , The calf is very thin.

Shen Yitang's throat moved slightly, he casually interrupted Jiang Zuo's words, nodded and said: "Yeah." After speaking, he pulled out the wet towel from Jiang Zuo's hand, and walked around behind Jiang Zuo.

Jiang Zuo, who didn't finish the question:! ! !I just want to ask if you can go out instead of asking if you can wipe it for me! ! !

Jiang Zuo, who was already on the chopping board, had his legs trembling, and rested his forehead on the backs of his hands, comforting himself that he was just a patient, and the doctor service in Shen's Hospital was only a little more caring than other hospitals. The caring attitude made Jiang Zuo wonder if he had become a member.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zuo suddenly raised his head.

"Doctor Shen, you don't need to charge extra for this service, do you?"

As soon as he finished asking Jiang Zuo, he felt a pain in his leg as if someone had pinched him. He tensed up and almost jumped up with an "oh", but was held down by Dr. Shen in time.

Shen Yitang continued to move his hands, with a generous attitude as if he just accidentally touched it just now, and he replied after a while: "No need."

Jiang Zuo, who didn't spend money but could experience the service attitude that seemed to be spending money, felt that he had taken advantage of it, and now he accepted Dr. Shen's "service" with complete peace of mind.

Jiang Zuo, who was moved by Dr. Shen's professional ethics: eyes of love locked on you jpg

After wiping Jiang Zuo, Shen Yitang threw away the wipes in his hand, and put on the rubber gloves slowly.

Jiang Zuo has already started to play rainbow farts: "As expected of a doctor from Shen's Hospital, this service attitude is really warm, thoughtful and considerate... and the way of wiping the duck skin is gentle and meticulous. It is completely ingenious and fully satisfying. It embodies the superb skills of a doctor, and it looks like he has practiced hard at ordinary times... I will recommend a few more friends next time, and let them order you too..."

Shen Yitang interrupted Jiang Zuo's words with a smile that was not a smile: "Take a deep breath, open your mouth and exhale."

The man's tone was flat, but his voice seemed to be a little deeper than before, Jiang Zuo obediently obeyed Dr. Shen's instructions.

Soon, Jiang Zuo felt the warmth and coolness on the man's fingertips, as well as the throbbing pulse from his fingertips through the rubber gloves.

It took a long time for the inspection, and there was not even a clock ticking in the room, but his trembling and weak exhalation sounded a little abrupt. Jiang Zuo swallowed his saliva, took a steady breath, and decided to find a topic to chat to reduce embarrassment. Putting his face on the back of his hand, he asked, "Doctor Shen, is my illness serious?"

Shen Yitang didn't answer Jiang Zuo's question directly, nor stopped to check, but only asked him: "Did you eat anything today?"

Jiang Zuo told the truth about eating a basket of fried fish today, "The basket of fish was given by the abbot of the temple. It was fried golden and crispy, and the heat was just right. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. One bite, it was full The crispy, fresh flavor of the fish explodes in the mouth..."

Jiang Zuo carefully recalled the taste of the basket of fried fish, and he smacked his lips, "Those fish were fried so hard that they couldn't see their original appearance, so I don't know what kind of fish it is...it just tastes good..."

Didn't hear Dr. Shen's response, Jiang Zuo: ...don't pretend to be indifferent, actually your heart is pounding, isn't it?

The bored Jiang Zuo told himself all the experiences of the whole day today, and also explained the reason why he went to the temple to ask for amulets. The more Jiang Zuo talked, the more sad he felt. Only then did he realize that the duck had eaten another finger at some point.

Jiang Zuo gave up on himself: ...you kill me!

Time passed bit by bit, and Dr. Shen didn't say a word, only carefully inspected, as if he had encountered some unprecedented intractable disease, Jiang Zuo also squeezed his fingers a little nervously, for a long time, the rubber glove Only then slowly pulled away.

Shen Yitang walked in front of Jiang Zuo, and while taking off the rubber gloves on his hand, he said softly as if he was considering his words: "The condition is special, and I need to stay in the hospital for observation for one night and pay close attention."

Hearing that Jiang Zuo quickly propped himself up and got up, he stretched out his hand to pinch Shen Yitang's sleeve, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the moist luster on the rubber glove under the light, Jiang Zuo couldn't help but look away. , he blinked his eyes, and said in a flustered tone, "Is this serious? I still need to stay in the hospital for observation... Dr. Shen, what is wrong with me? Can it be cured?"

Shen Yitang lowered his head and saw the two white and powdery fingers tightly pinching his sleeve, "I just ate some unclean food, it's not serious, I just stayed in the hospital to observe if there are any symptoms of food poisoning. Tonight, if it's okay, there's nothing wrong with it."

Hearing what Shen Yitang said, Jiang Zuo felt a little relieved. He followed Dr. Shen's line of sight and saw his two fingers pinching his sleeves. I saw a bit of milky white cloth protruding from the pocket of Dr. Shen's white coat.

Thinking that Dr. Shen probably just pulled his trousers and put them in his pocket, Jiang Zuo reminded: "Well, Dr. Shen..."

"In your pocket..." Jiang Zuo hinted frantically.

"Ok?"

"My panties..."

"Oh, this." Shen Yitang glanced at the things in his pocket, but didn't care much, "You won't need it for the time being."

He turned around, unpacked something from the cabinet, then turned around, and stuffed something into Jiang Zuo's hand.

Jiang Zuo lowered his head in confusion, and when he saw clearly the light blue diapers in his hand that reflected the pink piglet, Jiang Zuo: ... My bed is sick, I want to go back to take care of it, and leave.