Married and sweet love, Lu Shao spoils his wife without limit

Chapter 555 A Rogue Patient

"What are you doing?"

An Qiaoran was startled by the man's actions, and quickly withdrew his hand, expressing dissatisfaction.

"I want the doctor to take my pulse. What's wrong?" The man looked innocent and innocent, which made An Qiaoran feel very uncomfortable.

These days, there's really something for everyone.

Although I was very impatient and bored, she was helpless, she was the director of the clinic, so naturally she couldn't be too rude to the patient, so she had to perfunctorily give him a pulse.

"I don't think you have any problems. You are full of energy. Just go back and get a wife."

An Qiaoran took out two tissue papers and wiped the hand that had just taken his pulse.

The man's arm was covered with tattoos all over the place. It looked strange and uncomfortable, but he looked like a gangster.

Although she can't be offended, can't she still hide it?
"How can you be so sloppy as a doctor? You haven't even asked me if I have any other discomforts."

The man said to An Qiaoran with a smile.

"Heh, you don't need to ask me to know, your heart is uncomfortable, your brain is still uncomfortable, and of course... your mouth is even more uncomfortable!"

"Since you know everything, as a doctor, can you help me treat it?" The doctor stretched out his hand to her again, trying to pull An Qiaoran over.

But this time An Qiaoran took precautions and took a step back, not letting him succeed.

"Okay! I'll cure you now." An Qiaoran smiled at the man, then looked at Zhao Qiaoqiao, "Go and get me the needle."

"Doctor, what are you doing with the needle?" the man asked suspiciously.

"Heal you!" An Qiaoran said, Zhao Qiaoqiao had already brought the needle bag and handed it to her.

An Qiaoran took it, took out a needle, and looked at the man, "Don't worry, as long as I stick this needle in, all your discomfort will become very comfortable."

"Really?" The man seemed a little excited.

"Ah."

An Qiaoran nodded, "Stretch out your hand."

The man obediently put his hand over, An Qiaoran took out the lighter from the drawer, and then baked it with a needle, and only after the disinfection was finished, she put her eyes on the hand extended by the man.

"Don't worry, my medical skills are very good. Naturally, I have also practiced acupuncture and moxibustion. It won't hurt~"

As An Qiaoran said, he stuck the needle into the man's fingertips, and slowly, bit by bit, pierced into the flesh.

However, the man had already retracted his hand after pricking it less than a millimeter. Looking at the bleeding hand, he glared at An Qiaoran dissatisfied, and cursed, "Damn woman, how dare you play me?"

Sure enough, facing this kind of person, this method is still effective.

Facing the man's scolding, An Qiaoran smiled, "Have I been playing tricks on you for so long? I am treating your illness!"

"Nonsense!" The man stood up with a low curse, walked around the table and walked in front of An Qiaoran with a domineering aura, "Since you are so ignorant of good and evil, then I have no choice but to be tough!"

As the man said, he stretched out his hand towards An Qiaoran. An Qiaoran was so frightened that he quickly stepped back a few steps, and Zhao Qiaoqiao who was beside him was also frightened by the situation.

Shouted to the man, "If you dare to touch her, no one will let you go!"

"But the proprietress of a small clinic, I can't move if I don't believe it!"

As the man spoke, he took a step forward and approached An Qiaoran. An Qiaoran was pushed against the wall and closed his eyes in fear.

"Woman, as long as you become my woman, let alone this small clinic, even a big hospital, I can afford it!"

"I'm afraid you don't have such a good life!"

(End of this chapter)