The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

Wu Ge's expression suddenly turned cold and devoid of any warmth.

You could even hear her gritting her teeth:

"Dr. Jing, you're a complete and utter pervert!!!"

"Xiaowu, as a patient, all you need to do is cooperate with the examination."

Mu Jing gently placed the mouth gag aside, with several layers of paper towels underneath.

Then pick up the lid of the transparent container and tighten it securely.

"As a doctor, I have many more things to consider. These samples will be used for subsequent abnormality analysis."

He held the transparent container up to his eyes and gently shook it.

His tone was so calm, as if he were talking about something completely ordinary, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Wu Ge tried desperately to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

Try to face it with a normal mindset

But when he thought about the liquid swaying in Mu Jing's hand, he realized that it was the fluid he had just uncontrollably secreted.

An overwhelming sense of shame and disgust surged through me, making me wish I could disappear on the spot.

If I had to use a metaphor, this feeling would be no less than having her delicate, flowing water laid out before someone in public, to be examined and appreciated closely.

She didn't even dare to think about what Mu Jing would do with these samples next.

No, this perverted doctor wouldn't...

"This is disgusting...it's absolutely disgusting!"

She desperately suppressed the urge to vomit, her gaze fixed on the container in Mu Jing's hand.

"Perverted doctor! No matter how you try to justify yourself, you're an incurable pervert for doing something like this!!!"

Mu Jing shook his head helplessly.

It's as if it's saying: Why can't this generation of patients understand doctors?

He casually stuffed the container into his pocket.

The movement was so natural, as if he were simply putting away an ordinary medical tool.

Then, the transparent bottle was naturally placed into the pocket.

However, at this very moment...

Like a cheetah that has been completely enraged, Wuge pounced on Mujing.

The softness, with its reckless force, crashed into him, almost engulfing his face.

"Give it back to me now!!!"

Her voice was filled with overwhelming anger, and also contained a hint of barely suppressed sobs.

Before Mu Jing could react, Wu Ge pounced on him and pinned him to the sofa.

The situation reversed instantly.

Wuge clamped down on his stomach.

The two were in a terrible, slanted "up" position.

He gripped Mu Jing's wrists tightly with both hands.

Desperately reaching into his pocket

She was determined to take back the sample that had brought her such intense shame.

She can't accept it!

Fog Song cannot accept this!

She always felt that she should continue treatment with this perverted doctor.

She is about to lose something.

No, it's not certain things about her, but rather that her bottom line has plummeted to rock bottom.

If this continues, she'll become a psychopath too.

"Who suggested this terrible treatment?!"

Ke Mujing's defense was impenetrable.

Despite her best efforts, Wu Ge couldn't even touch the pocket.

The pent-up shame and anger finally erupted.

She couldn't take it anymore.

With a sob in her voice.

He grabbed the pillow that was next to the sofa.

He smashed it down on Mu Jing like a madman.

Mu Jing remained silent, letting her vent her anger without flinching.

"Perverted doctor, give it to me now!!!"

"Give it back to me!!!"

"I want it back!!!"

Her screams were filled with a vicious, clenched-teeth tone, and every word was tinged with broken sobs.

But her uncontrollable sobs revealed the shame and grievances hidden beneath her "anger".

After smashing for a full minute.

Mu Jing slowly spoke, his voice still gentle, yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

"Xiaowu, are you done venting? If you are, it's time to continue your treatment."

That sentence was like the last straw.

It completely broke Wu Ge's tense nerves.

"Why! Why do I have to undergo this treatment?!"

Her mind went into complete chaos.

Unable to hold back any longer, she burst into tears.

Tears welled up and blurred my vision.

However, Mu Jing showed no mercy or pity.

His chest suddenly exerted force, like a fully drawn bowstring snapping back.

He lifted up the mist song that was sitting on him.

Wuge was in a state of emotional collapse and had no idea about this sudden counterattack.

He lost his balance instantly and fell backward violently.

Mu Jing's movements were executed in one smooth motion.

The moment she fell.

The transformation from being suppressed to counter-suppression has already been completed.

His knees pressed firmly against her waist and abdomen, and his hands locked her arms tightly, rendering her unable to move.

The suppressed Wuge struggled, trying to break free of control.

However, it was all in vain. Every time she struggled, he would only lock her up tighter and press her down more firmly.

"Xiaowu, this isn't my fault."

Mu Jing's voice was calm and undisturbed:

"You are now experiencing not only physical problems, but also psychological distress, and you must receive treatment."

"Let me go!!!"

Mu Jing's words completely ignited Wu Ge's anger.

With her last ounce of strength, she jerked her head back.

It opened its mouth and bit down hard on Mu Jing's arm.

The teeth pierced through the school uniform fabric and embedded themselves deeply into the flesh.

A sharp, stabbing pain instantly shot through me.

But Mu Jing did not use any spiritual power; he simply endured it silently.

Time passes little by little.

The force of Wuge's bite gradually loosened, and the madness in her eyes faded somewhat.

Mu Jing then spoke slowly, his voice carrying a strong guiding quality:

"Xiaowu, think carefully, what did you just do?"

As the student council president of Shenghua Academy, he committed such an out-of-control and shameful act.

Haven't you realized that you're already sick?

"Huh? Oh right... I'm the student council president... How could I do something like this..."

Wu Ge's eyes instantly became confused.

The bite completely loosened, leaving a faint trace of water on her red lips.

Like a deflated wildcat, utterly bewildered.

"Because you are sick, you need to receive treatment."

Mu Jing repeated, his tone firm.

"Because I'm sick... I need treatment..."

Wu Ge unconsciously repeated after her, her voice full of confusion.

"That's right, the patient Xiaowu is sick, so she needs to be treated by Doctor Mujing."

Mu Jing used the strength of his legs to slowly lift his body up.

Quietly rising from Wuge's body, she retreated step by step to the ground.

"The patient, Xiaowu, is ill and needs treatment from Doctor Mujing..."

Wu Ge lay on the sofa, repeating the sentence absentmindedly.

Mu Jing carefully examined her face.

Her face was already covered with tear tracks, stretching from the corners of her eyes all the way down to her chin.

Her signature long, bright red hair was spread out in a mess on the sofa, like a flame ravaged by a storm, looking utterly disheveled.

There were clear, horizontal red scars on the inner and outer sides of his thighs.

There was also a deep red mark around his wrist.

Even the once clean and solemn student council president's uniform was no longer recognizable in its original color, and was covered in dust.

Seeing this, the [real-world comment section] exploded again:

"Lock Mirror has no heart! How could he have gotten the student council president into this state after only a few points!"

"Haki Mirror is truly heartless!"

"Wuge is so pitiful! Is this really the treatment for the female lead?"

Like a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, Prison Mirror carried Xiaoxue through the Mirror Realm maze.

The snow in the Tower of Echoes has been molded into embryos.

Even Qiongren would often gently pat her head.

Even the demon forces' Night Moon, the two of them played various games together every day.

How come when it comes to Kirika... it's just like the plot of L-anime?

It made me feel so guilty!

"All I want to know now is how they're going to explain this to Miss Xue after they leave!"

"Just arrived, wasn't this supposed to be a hot-blooded supernatural battle anime? Why is it all this kind of plot? Give me some real action!"

"Brother, just tell me, is this a fight?"

Mu Jing casually glanced at the comments while looking at the distraught red-haired, golden-eyed girl on the sofa.

It seems that viewers eagerly awaiting the battle need not worry, as this special "treatment" will soon be over.

He only needs to strengthen the connection with Wuge one last time and steal a sufficiently specific cause, and everything will be settled.

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