A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

"Ah!~ It's a murder!~" A woman's scream and exclamation sounded from the crowd nearby.

The thief got up from the ground in panic. He obviously didn't expect the situation to develop to this point, so he seemed a little nervous, and the hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

At this time, the surroundings were already full of people, and there were several strong men approaching the thief cautiously step by step.

Seeing that he had no way to escape, the thief hurriedly grabbed the injured Zhao Mengya, put the knife on her neck, and threatened the people nearby: "Who, whoever dares to come to me, I will kill her."

Because there were too many people around, Ye Wutian and Fan Xiaoling squeezed into the crowd with great difficulty. Seeing that Zhao Mengya was injured and pointed at the neck with a knife by a thief, Fan Xiaoling turned pale with anxiety, "Wutian, hurry up!" Hurry up and save Mengya."

Ye Wutian was really speechless. This female hero went to catch the thief righteously, but she became the thief's hostage herself, which is a bit ridiculous to say.

After sighing, Ye Wutian's figure flashed and appeared in front of the thief. He didn't rush to deal with the thief, but asked Zhao Mengya with a leisurely smile, "Heroine, are you okay?"

Zhao Mengya blinked her eyes and looked at Ye Wutian in surprise, "You, how did you come here?"

"Of course it came slowly, didn't you see it? Could it be due to excessive blood loss that caused confusion? If you find it difficult to breathe, I don't mind giving you artificial respiration." Ye Wutian smiled road.

The thief was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He looked at Ye Wutian who appeared in front of him like a ghost, and threatened in panic: "You, you hurry up, or I will kill her."

Ye Wutian shrugged his shoulders, said disapprovingly: "You can kill her anyway, anyway, I am not related to her."

"Hey! You bastard, are you going to save me or harm me?" Zhao Mengya cried anxiously. She naturally knew that if the thief was stimulated, if he got nervous and shook his hand, his life would be over.

"Of course I came to save you. A beautiful sister like you, brother, how could I be willing to watch you die in vain?" Ye Wutian said with a wicked smile.

"Then why are you still provoking him? What if he gets nervous and stabs a knife into my neck?" Zhao Mengya said angrily.

"Actually, I have already saved you, it's just that you are reluctant to leave his embrace." Ye Wutian said.

"You're talking nonsense. Didn't you see that his knife was still pointed at my neck?" Zhao Mengya gritted her teeth angrily. In such a critical moment, this guy still has the leisure to joke around.

At this moment, the thief also noticed that his body was unsteady, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, and he immediately exclaimed: "Boy, you, what did you do to me?"

"I didn't do anything to you." Ye Wutian said innocently.

"Then why I can't move." The thief said in horror.

"Maybe it's because you're too nervous, try to take two deep breaths." Ye Wutian reminded.

The thief actually took two deep breaths according to what Ye Wutian said, but his body was still unsteady, "It's useless, I was fine just now, I couldn't move when you appeared, you must have moved your hands and feet secretly. " said the thief with a sobbing voice.

When Zhao Mengya heard this, she immediately took the opportunity to push away the thief's hand and escaped from his arms.

"Mengya, are you okay?" Fan Xiaoling ran up anxiously and supported Zhao Mengya.

"I, I'm fine." Zhao Mengya panted heavily, her brows were slightly frowned because of the pain.

"Wutian, Mengya has shed a lot of blood, you should treat her quickly." Seeing that Zhao Mengyaxiong's face was bright red, Fan Xiaoling said urgently.

"Don't worry, this heroine won't die for a while." Ye Wutian said casually, and then said to the thief, "Just stand here obediently and wait for the police to come over."

"Brother, please, please let me go." The thief begged bitterly.

Ye Wutian ignored him, turned around and came to Zhao Mengya, tapped her twice, stopped the bleeding for her, and then hugged her up.

"Hey! What are you doing! Let me go, let me go quickly." Zhao Nuxia struggled desperately.

"Hey! You girl is injured and still working so hard. If you move again, the wound will bleed again." Ye Wutian reminded.

Although Zhao Mengya stopped struggling, she still said firmly: "You let me go, I can walk by myself."

"Don't be brave, your lung has been stabbed. Although the wound is not big, you should feel pain when you breathe, right? If you don't want more pain, just be honest and don't move around." Ye Wutian said.

Only then did Zhao Mengya calm down, her face was flushed, as if she was a little shy.

"Wutian, quickly find a place to treat Mengya." Fan Xiaoling urged.

"En!" Ye Wutian agreed, and then ran towards a nearby hotel with Zhao Mengya in his arms.

Opened a random room in the hotel, carried Zhao Mengya into the room, threw her on the bed, Ye Wutian then told Fan Xiaoling: "Girl, go and buy her some clothes and come back."

"Oh!" Fan Xiaoling obediently agreed, then glanced at Zhao Mengya anxiously, then turned and left the room.

"You don't take me to the hospital, what are you doing in the hotel? You don't want to take advantage of the fire, do you?" Zhao Mengya looked at Ye Wutian cautiously.

"You guessed it right, I just want to take advantage of the fire to rob." Ye Wutian smirked, and immediately rushed to the bed, with a "sizzling" sound, he tore off all Zhao Mengya's clothes.

"Ah! Help!" Zhao Mengya exclaimed, but because of the severe pain in her lungs, her voice stopped abruptly, followed by another cough,

Seeing the other party like this, Ye Wutian stopped joking with her, and said seriously: "Don't yell, I'll treat you."

"You are not a doctor, how can you treat me? I see you, you must be trying to take advantage of me. I would rather die than let you succeed." Torn clothes.

"How do you know I'm not a doctor?" Ye Wutian asked.

"You don't look like a doctor at all. No doctor would tear a patient's clothes. I think you are a pervert!" Zhao Mengya cursed angrily.

"If this genius doctor's guess is correct, you should have been suffering from irregular menstruation, and you have been taking traditional Chinese medicine recently, but after taking the medicine for a month, your illness has not improved. Instead, you feel soreness in your waist and knees, and pain in your abdomen. I am right. Right?" Ye Wutian asked with a smile.

"You, how do you know so clearly? Did Xiaoling tell you?" Zhao Mengya questioned.

Ye Wutian wiped his sweat and said: "Do you think that girl would be so boring to tell me these things?"

"So, are you really a doctor?" Zhao Mengya asked suspiciously.

"Well, in order to convince you, this genius doctor will expose your problems again. Your right elbow was dislocated two months ago, and your left shoulder was also dislocated half a year ago. Hey, a girl, What kind of taekwondo do you learn when you show your fists and embroider your legs?" Ye Wutian shook his head and sighed.

"I want you to take care of it." Zhao Mengya said with white eyes.

"It's true, you are not my woman, why do I care so much about you." Ye Wutian patted his head and asked again: "Now believe that I am a doctor?"

"Even if it's a doctor, you, why are you tearing my clothes?" Zhao Mengya said angrily.

"How can I treat you without ripping off your clothes?" Ye Wutian said depressedly.

"Can't I take it off by myself? Besides, I don't want you to treat it. I'll go to the hospital to treat it myself." After talking so much, Zhao Mengya looked a little weak, and her brows were furrowed.

"Your irregular menstruation has not been cured for so long, do you still trust the hospital? As long as this genius doctor takes action, your illness will be cured in a short time." Ye Wutian reminded.

Zhao Mengya didn't doubt Ye Wutian's words, after all, he was able to describe the symptoms of his body so accurately, which is not something ordinary doctors can do.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Mengya said shyly: "Then, then my Xiongbu is not going to be seen by you."

"As far as you two little steamed buns are concerned, besides, if you go to the hospital, you still have to be seen by a doctor, and there is more than one doctor." Ye Wutian said, and then, with a wicked smile, he said: "If you want to If you want Mimi to be bigger, this genius doctor can give you a free massage to ensure that your Mimi will grow up a circle within a day."

"Pervert, you pervert." Zhao Mengya blushed and said angrily.

"Cut! If it weren't for the fact that you are Xiaoling's best friend, even if you begged me, I wouldn't let you do it." Ye Wutian pouted and said.

Zhao Mengya lowered her head and thought for a moment, then asked shyly: "Then, what if you press it, I, I won't grow?" After all, she is a woman, and of course she also hopes that her breasts can be bigger.

"If it's not big, you can report me to Xiaoling." Ye Wutian said.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Ye Wutian said again: "Stop talking nonsense, lie down quickly, I'll heal your injuries first, and then I'll take care of your wounds, and I will guarantee that you won't leave any scars."

After Zhao Mengya hesitated for a while, she lay down obediently.

Seeing that her two hands were still clutching her clothes tightly, Ye Wutian urged again: "Take your hands away quickly."

Zhao Mengya bit her lower lip and let go of her hand helplessly.

Ye Wutian pulled back her clothes, perhaps because her breasts were too small, this girl didn't even wear a hood, and those two buns didn't look as big as a baby's fist.

Looking at the two small buns, Ye Wutian chuckled and said, "It really is Wangzai's little steamed bun."

"You, if you laugh at me again, I don't want you to treat me anymore." Zhao Mengya said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I don't laugh, but the little mantou is actually quite cute." Ye Wutian said while holding back a smile.

"You still say!" Zhao Mengya gritted her teeth angrily.

"Don't talk, don't talk." After speaking, Ye Wutian took out the silver needle, applied local anesthesia near the wound, and then pressed his hand on the wound, injecting zhenqi to speed up the healing of the wound.

Because the wound was not very big, the treatment didn't take too long. At this time, Zhao Mengya's wound had completely healed, and she looked as if she had never been injured.