Taoyan Village Doctor

Chapter 1 Old Classmate Song Meng

The elder sister is called A Cai, and the younger sister is called A Miao. They are all beauties from ten miles and eight villages, especially when they wear ethnic costumes.

Chatting with beautiful women always passed quickly, the train traveled early in the morning and arrived at the provincial capital Jiangzhou.

Henry Zhang stretched his arms and took a breath of the air of the big city. It didn't change, it was still the smell of car exhaust.

The four came to the hotel prepared by the organizer, Henry Zhang was taking a bath in the room, when the door rang.

"Who?"

"Hello, I am a colleague from the provincial hospital who is in charge of receiving you this time. Is it convenient for me to come in now?" a woman said.

Henry Zhang wrapped in a bath towel and opened the door.

"Henry Zhang, why is it you?" The woman was surprised when she saw that it was Henry Zhang.

The person who came was a woman of the same age as Henry Zhang, of medium height, wearing a professional skirt and a pair of black stockings on her feet, very attractive.

"You are?" Henry Zhang frowned.

"I'm Song Meng, your college classmate, have you forgotten?" the woman said with a smile.

Henry Zhang recognized it, it was Song Meng, his classmate from the University of Medical Sciences.

When she was in school, Song Meng knew that Henry Zhang came from the countryside and his family was in poor condition, so she took good care of him.

Henry Zhang was pleasantly surprised: "Song Meng? Is it really you? I remember you weren't in such a good shape at that time!"

Song Meng heard what Henry Zhang said, and her pretty face blushed: "Don't you know about the Eighteenth Change of the Female University? Don't invite me, an old classmate, to come in and talk?"

"Well, come in and say it." Henry Zhang smiled.

After entering the door, Song Meng noticed that Henry Zhang was bare-chested and his body was full of bumps, so he said with a blushing face, "Can you put on your clothes first."

Henry Zhang smiled and said: "Why, is it itchy to look at it?"

"Fuck you, the words still haven't changed, it's not big or small." Song Meng spat with a red face.

Seeing her being teased, Henry Zhang put on his upper body clothes.

Song Meng said: "I didn't expect you to represent the highest level of the township hospital and come to participate in the medical competition. You will be impressed by me for three days. This is really true."

"I'm also a lazy donkey, and I was rushed here. It's you, how are you doing now?" Seeing his old classmates, Henry Zhang started chattering.

"I stayed in the provincial hospital after graduation, but instead of becoming a doctor, I became an organization officer, and I usually engage in activities and so on." Song Meng's voice was a little disappointed that he couldn't apply what he had learned.

"Oh, it's also very good. You don't have to go to the ward to see the old men's butts, and you don't have to worry about it." Henry Zhang said with a smirk.

"Go to hell you."

Song Meng smiled, and said, "I've been so busy these past few days that I've been dizzy, why don't you help me take a look, and by the way, I'll also see if your medical skills have improved."

"Row."

Henry Zhang got Song Meng's pulse.

Song Meng also looked at Henry Zhang's face, and said that Henry Zhang had changed a lot after not seeing him for a year. Not only was he more confident, but he also exuded a charm that attracted women all over his body.

Especially after he just took a shower, the good smell on his body got into Song Meng's nose, making her feel itchy.

Her pulse was beating normally, but she was a little weak. Looking at Song Meng's pretty face, her pale face must be due to her busy schedule and lack of rest.

Henry Zhang asked: "Have you had menstruation these days? You haven't had a good rest yet."

"You can get it out by feeling the pulse! Now you really have become a miracle doctor!" Song Meng sighed when he saw that he had hit the point.

Henry Zhang smiled, and said again: "You not only have menstruation, but also the amount is particularly large?"

Song Mengqiao blushed, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Well, that's true. When life becomes irregular, it's like running water, it keeps flowing."

"I'll help you cure it." Henry Zhang smiled.

"How do I treat it here? Are you going to prescribe me medicine?" Song Meng smiled.

"No, it's better than taking medicine. But you have to let me touch your belly." Henry Zhang said.

"You don't want to take advantage of me, do you?" Song Meng said with a red face.

"What are you talking about? If I want to take advantage of you, I already took advantage of you in school. Is it necessary to use it now?" Henry Zhang smiled wryly.

Song Meng thought about it, and it was true that when they were in college, the two walked very close. If Henry Zhang wanted to take advantage of her, she would have taken advantage of her. She would also like Henry Zhang, but after graduation, they would go their separate ways. contact with.

She nodded, blushing and said, "Well, you can touch it."

Henry Zhang put his big hand on her little belly.

After a while, a warm current rushed in, and Song Meng said in surprise: "I feel a warm current in your palm, what's going on?"

Henry Zhang smiled slightly, without answering, warm currents poured into Song Meng's body continuously.

Song Meng whispered comfortably: "Mmm..."

After the warm current passed, Henry Zhang asked: "How do you feel now?"

Song Meng opened her eyes and said, "Really, I feel that people are energetic."

"Look in the mirror again." Henry Zhang said.

Song Meng looked in the mirror and saw that her skin had also turned rosy, as if she had returned to her girlhood.

She touched her pretty face and said in disbelief: "Henry Henry, you are amazing, is this qigong?"

"That's right." Henry Zhang smiled, and said again: "Go to the toilet and have a look, is your flow still heavy now?"

The menstrual flow is too heavy, and this problem has troubled Song Meng for a long time. She blushed pretty, and went into the toilet and took off her pants.

Seeing that there was only a small amount of flow between the pink orange petals, Song Meng felt even more surprised, and touched the place with her hand in disbelief.

And Henry Zhang was outside looking at Song Meng in the toilet with his perspective eyes.

Seeing Song Meng's surprised expression, Henry Zhang was happy, and seeing Song Meng's pink orange petals, Henry Zhang felt his mouth was dry and couldn't help swallowing, and the little monk below couldn't help standing up.

Song Meng came out with a blushing face, and said: "Xiao Yang, I didn't expect you to change so much. I think your current medical skills are hundreds of times better than those experts in the city."

Henry Zhang smiled, pulled Song Meng's finger and smelled it: "It tastes good."

These two fingers happened to be the ones Song Meng used to touch that place in the toilet just now, and she asked faintly.

"You...you are necrotic." Seeing Henry Zhang's movements, Song Meng breathed quickly and said coquettishly, but her body was already weak, and she sat on the bed with a blushing face and did not speak.

Henry Zhang was happy and entertained, he leaned next to Song Meng's ear and kissed her crystal clear earlobe.

"Hmm..." Song Meng shuddered all over and couldn't help but moan.

When she reacted, Henry Zhang's tongue had broken through her jaw, and a pair of big hands rubbed her round jade rabbit.

"Henry Zhang, you can't." Song Meng wanted to refuse and welcome.

It all came to Henry Zhang's mouth, there was no reason not to do it, he took Song Meng's hand and put it on his little monk wrapped in a bath towel.

"It's so big." Song Meng murmured. It wasn't the first time she saw such a big guy, and she couldn't help but move up and down.

Henry Zhang stripped Song Meng off in twos and twos, looked at her already wet orange petals, and pointed it in with the little monk.

"Ah, it's so full." Song Meng couldn't help but spread her feet, letting Henry Zhang go deeper.

"Old classmate, you don't even know how much I've missed you all these years, so hurry up and kill me." Song Meng shouted panting.

Henry Zhang worked hard to get it up, like a pile driver "cracking" the juice flying around.