Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin frowned and became a little impatient.

Wei Tingxuan saw Fang Lin's impatience from the side and said with a wry smile: "Fang Lin, help me, she is my aunt after all."

Sighing, Fang Lin nodded and said, "Okay then."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Muwan and said bluntly: "Actually, I have noticed your physical problems very early. If what I said is right, you should have unstable menstruation and dysmenorrhea, right?"

"Huh?" Qin Muwan blushed. It was really hard for her to accept that a man pointed out her gynecological diseases, and she felt ashamed and annoyed for a while.

However, Fang Lin was right at all. The most serious problem with her body was indeed her period.

Wei Tingxuan saw Qin Muwan's face from the side, but he still didn't understand that Fang Lin must have been right. He couldn't help but feel relieved, and at the same time he struggled to hold back his laughter.

Qin Muwan glanced at Wei Tingxuan bitterly, and then Fang Lin said angrily: "Okay, you guessed it right, I'll let you try to treat my mother."

Fang Lin laughed and stood up.

He didn't care about Qin Muwan's tone. After all, a girl would be a little embarrassed if her privacy issues were revealed among others. ??

Immediately, the two of them were led by Qin Muwan to a bedroom on the second floor.

In the bedroom, there was a middle-aged woman with good looks and charm lying on the bed, listless.

It was Wei Tingxuan's aunt, Zhao Ping.

"Auntie!" Seeing Zhao Ping's appearance, Wei Tingxuan called out with some pity.

Zhao Ping looked weakly at the door, and when she saw it was Wei Tingxuan, a long-lost smile appeared on her face, and she said in surprise: "It's Xiaoxuan, why do you have time to come to Auntie's place?"

Wei Tingxuan took two quick steps to the bedside, exchanged a few words with Zhao Ping, then pointed at Fang Lin and said: "This Fang Lin is my friend, his

Your medical skills are amazing. I specially invited you to see you. "

Zhao Ping looked at Fang Lin with some doubts in her eyes and declined: "Xiao Xuan, you may not know that my aunt's disease cannot be cured even by large hospitals in the provincial capital or even famous hospitals in the capital.

If it could be cured, my aunt would have been cured long ago.

So, don’t bother your friend. "

"Mom!" Qin Muwan gritted her teeth and advised: "Fang Lin does have some skills, let him try it."

This time there was no need for Mrs. Wei Tingxuan to sell melons. Qin Muwan even started to speak for Fang Lin.

"Oh?" Zhao Ping couldn't help but think a little when she saw that even her daughter spoke for Fang Lin.

Because she knows her daughter's temper well, she always does things in an orderly manner and never acts impulsively.

Looking at Fang Lin seriously for the first time, he asked with some anxiety: "Doctor Fang, are you really sure you can cure my disease?"

Fang Lin nodded and said, "Auntie, your illness is because..."

He first repeated what he said downstairs, and then said: "This disease can be cured naturally by just using acupuncture and massage to remove the toxins from your body."

"Acupuncture massage?"

Qin Muwan felt a little conflicted and couldn't help but ask: "If you want to massage, where should you press?"

Fang Lin said calmly: "This kind of toxin is spread all over the body, and the parts where Auntie usually sprays perfume are all important parts.

As for other places, although it is not the focus, they also need moderate massage. "

When Zhao Ping heard what Fang Lin said, she felt a little shy.

But after all, she was already middle-aged, and when she went to major hospitals for examination because of this disease, her body was often studied by those expert doctors, and she simply let it go.

He said: "That's right. Doctors and patients have no gender. There are quite a few male doctors in the obstetrics and gynecology department now.

Doctor Fang, since you have confidence, I leave it to you. "

Fang Lin nodded and immediately asked Qin Muwan to help him get a set of acupuncture needles.

When he went out, Wei Tingxuan didn't say he wanted to treat anyone, so he didn't bring acupuncture needles.

I thought Qin Muwan had to go out and buy them, but she didn't expect that she happened to have a set of unused acupuncture needles at home, so she brought them to Fang Lin.

After taking the needle, Fang Lin saw that Qin Muwan was looking at her eagerly and had no intention of leaving, so he asked Wei Tingxuan to step aside first.

Wei Tingxuan was convinced of Fang Lin, so he nodded and went out without saying much.

After Wei Tingxuan left, Fang Lin asked Qin Muwan to follow his instructions and untie Zhao Ping's pajamas first.

"You still want to take off your clothes?" Qin Muwan looked like a cat with a hairy fur, a look of dissatisfaction on her face. ??

Fang Lin also became a little annoyed and asked, "Have you ever seen anyone getting an acupuncture through clothes?"

Zhao Ping hurriedly said: "Xiaowan, Dr. Fang is treating the patient, so don't cause trouble. I think you should go out."

"I'm not going out. I have to keep an eye on him. Who knows if he will take advantage of him or something." Qin Muwan's attitude was firm and she would not leave.

After thinking that it would be inappropriate to get the needle without taking off her clothes, Qin Muwan unbuttoned a few buttons of Zhao Ping's pajamas, exposing a large area of ​​skin.

However, the key private parts are well protected.

It has to be said that although Zhao Ping is nearly middle-aged, her skin and figure are still very good, white, tender and delicate, and she does not look

Inferior than a young woman.

But these are not what Fang Lin cares about. In his eyes, Zhao Ping is just a patient who needs treatment.

He reached out and picked up seven or eight sterilized acupuncture needles one after another, and inserted them into Zhao Ping's lower abdomen, chest, throat and other places in an orderly manner.

Watching Fang Lin perform the acupuncture, Qin Muwan's heart was in her throat, especially the injection in the throat, which scared her so much that she almost stopped talking.

It was a needle more than ten centimeters long, and it penetrated half of the needle in one go, without piercing the person's neck.

That is to say, seeing Zhao Ping's expression as normal without any discomfort, Qin Muwan could not hold back and remained silent.

After pricking the needle, Fang Lin began to massage Zhao Ping's body gently.

Although Zhao Ping was calm in her heart, when Fang Lin actually started massaging, she still couldn't bear the shyness and simply turned her head away and closed her eyes.

However, as Fang Lin started massaging with his hands, she felt an indescribable comfort all over her body.

Especially when Fang Lin's hands came to her waist and abdomen, the comfortable feeling made her tremble, and she couldn't help but let out an extremely charming moan.

"Uh-ah-"

This voice made Qin Muwan blush with shame, but this time she did not feel that Fang Lin was engaging in dirty and indecent behavior.

Because she saw with her own eyes that as Fang Lin started massaging, the seven or eight needles inserted into Zhao Ping's body slowly began to leak out black stains.

To be honest, Zhao Ping's sudden moan also startled Fang Lin, but he calmed down the next moment.

Secretly using her clairvoyance eyes, she looked into Zhao Ping's body and saw that the toxins accumulated in her body had been basically eliminated in this moment.