FWF Chapter 502 is for you, I've licked it, it's so sweet.
Chapter 502 is for you, I've licked it, it's so sweet.
As the door closed again, Lin Feng finally let out a long sigh of relief.
He sat back down in his chair and moved it forward half an inch.
The words "Pending Admission" were still lit up on the monitor.
The time in the upper right corner: 14:09.
The first patient was treated in 9 minutes.
[The second patient is ready. Please click "Confirm" to accept the patient.]
Lin Feng's finger hovered above the button, pausing for a moment.
Then I pressed it.
A series of light, skipping footsteps echoed down the corridor.
"Da, da da, da—"
The footsteps stopped at the door of the clinic.
There was no knocking.
He pushed it open directly.
The girl who came in looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old.
She wore her hair in pigtails, dyed a hazy blue, with a pinkish-purple gradient at the ends.
She wore an oversized black hoodie with the words "No dating, just eating" printed in fluorescent green on it, a plaid pleated skirt, and white platform sneakers.
She had a lollipop in her mouth, with the pink plastic stick sticking out.
Lin Feng noticed her left eye.
The eye didn't reflect light under the lamp; it looked like a polished glass bead set in its socket.
She walked to the desk, plopped down, crossed her legs, and her pleated skirt rode up a bit.
Then she reached out, inserted two fingers into her left eye socket, and gently pried it open—
She removed the glass eyeball.
Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.
She casually wiped the fake eye with her hoodie sleeve, then put it back in its socket, her movements as practiced as if she were putting on or taking off contact lenses.
After stuffing it in, she blinked, adjusted her position, and then looked at Lin Feng.
"Doctor, my stomach hurts."
Her voice had a hazy, sweet quality, because she still had a lollipop in her mouth.
Lin Feng maintained his detached, professional calm and asked, "What are the specific symptoms?"
The girl took the lollipop out of her mouth; the candy was wet. She pointed to her lower abdomen with the candy stick.
"It's right here. My period cramps were excruciating."
"Menstrual cramps," Lin Feng typed on the keyboard. "When did it start?"
"It's been... for several years now, since my first period. It hurts every time I get my period."
"I could bear it at first, but it got more and more painful later."
Lin Feng nodded: "Can you describe the pain? Is it a throbbing pain, a cramping pain, or a stabbing pain?"
The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, her pigtails swaying with the movement:
"It's... that kind of twisting pain, like a hand is grabbing and twisting your intestines inside your stomach, and then pulling them."
"My lower abdomen feels cold, like a sheet of iron."
Lin Feng: "Besides a cold lower abdomen, are there any other symptoms? Such as lower back pain, nausea, or dizziness?"
"My back aches." She nodded. "Sometimes I also throw up, but it feels better afterward. And also..."
She paused, then stuck out her tongue and licked the candy ball twice. "There's a lot of blood, and there are blood clots."
"Are there many blood clots? Approximately how big are they?"
She gestured: "Sometimes it's about the size of a thumb, sometimes it's bigger, and the color is darker, a brownish-red."
Lin Feng continued typing, his expression unchanged: "What's your usual routine? Do you often stay up late?"
"Yes, many," the girl said confidently. "I sleep during the day and play games at night."
"What about food?"
"Eat whatever you want, there are no fixed rules. Fresh flesh and blood, organs and bone marrow, and cold, decaying food are all common foods."
She licked her lollipop, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, "Doctor, are you going to tell me that kind of nonsense about 'regular sleep patterns' and 'healthy eating'?"
Lin Feng glanced at her, his gaze calm: "It's not all nonsense. Many diseases come from lifestyle habits."
He lowered his head and wrote a line on the prescription slip, the handwriting messy but still clear—
Ibuprofen sustained-release capsules.
"I've prescribed you painkillers. Take them if the pain becomes unbearable, but don't take them on an empty stomach."
He paused, then picked up his pen and wrote a line below the prescription.
"Go back and buy some ginger and brown sugar, boil them in water and drink it. Start drinking it a few days before your period to warm your uterus."
The girl leaned closer for a look, then wrinkled her nose: "Ginger and brown sugar water, how corny."
"As long as it works, don't worry about whether it's traditional or not." Lin Feng pushed the prescription over. "Don't eat raw or cold food. Your blood clot is so big, it's definitely related to eating cold things."
The girl didn't take the prescription. She put the lollipop back in her mouth, placed her hands on the edge of the table, leaned forward, and said in a coquettish tone:
"Doctor, could you please rub my lower abdomen? Everything you're saying is so slow, and it hurts right now."
Lin Feng looked at her.
Her expression was serious, not teasing or testing, but rather—she genuinely wanted someone to help her rub her stomach.
He thought for a moment and took out a pack of hand warmers from his personal storage space.
I tore open the packaging, took out one, walked up to the girl, lifted her hoodie, and placed the heat pack on her lower abdomen through her T-shirt. I pressed it with my palm to make sure it was firmly attached.
"Alright, here you can keep the rest of the heat packs, but don't put them directly on your skin, they can burn you."
A warm, slow-moving heat emanated from the heat pack, seeping through the cotton fabric of her T-shirt and into her skin.
The girl lowered her head, her expression changing from surprise to satisfaction.
"Wow," she whispered, "it's really warm!"
She looked up at Lin Feng and said, "Thank you, doctor."
Then she took the lollipop out of her mouth and handed it to Lin Feng.
"Here you go, I've licked it, it's so sweet."
Lin Feng's forehead creased with a few black lines, but he did not refuse.
"Thank you." He took the lollipop, placed it on the table, and put it on a tissue.
"I'll be seeing new patients soon, and they'll complain if I have a lollipop in my mouth."
He paused for a moment: "I'll eat after I get off work."
The girl looked at him, tilted her head, and raised the corners of her mouth.
"Alright, doctor, you have to keep your word."
She walked to the door, then suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Oh, by the way, my name is Xiaolu. I'll come see you again next time."
The door closed.
The sound of those white chunky sneakers bouncing along the corridor echoed again.
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Clinic Room Number One.
Toby nestled in the chair, his white lab coat stretched taut across his round body, creating several tight creases between the buttons and buttonholes.
He had just seen off two middle-aged female ghosts, and his cryptic and cryptic words had left them completely bewildered. In the end, they actually nodded and left.
This boosted his confidence—a minor gynecological issue? A piece of cake!
"Thump, thump, thump."
A knock came at the door.
Toby lowered his voice slightly: "Please come in."
The door was pushed open.
Toby's eyes lit up immediately.
The woman who entered was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was wearing a deep red velvet dress that reached her ankles, with a low neckline that revealed a large expanse of her fair chest.
Her waist was cinched tightly, outlining an exaggerated curve.
Her long, slightly wavy golden hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders.
Her features were exquisite: arched eyebrows, a straight nose, and full lips painted with a dark red lipstick.
Toby's gaze slid from her face to her collarbone, and from her collarbone to the deep V-neckline.
He swallowed hard.
It wasn't the kind of swallowing out of fear, it was a different kind.