The profession of doctor is really cool (martial arts science fiction adult novel)

Being a doctor is such a great profession

Being a doctor is a great profession. I am a part-time photographer. People always ask me to shoot weddings. Of course, I will do my best every time. There is always a reward for hard work. Every time I bring back not only a red envelope, but also what I want... Last month, I was invited to shoot a wedding again. This is a wealthy family, the groom's family is a high-ranking official, and the bride is also a stunning local beauty. Of course I would not miss such an opportunity. After arriving at the bride's house, I ran around busily and also took the opportunity to scout out the situation at her home.

The balcony of this house leads directly to the living room, and the bride's bedroom is at the very end of the balcony. What's even more interesting is that there is a door connecting to the balcony. In order to be safe, I first made an excuse to run to the bathroom and prepare to do a prelude. Wow! Oh my God, I actually found two pairs of women's stockings hanging in the bathroom, one pair was flesh-colored silk stockings with lace, and the other pair was my favorite white stockings. I quickly put them away carefully.

Back in the living room, the bride was chatting and laughing with her sisters. When she laughed, her beautiful big eyes looked very charming. A pair of soft little feet clad in red high heels glow alluringly under the midday sun.

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I ran to the bathroom again, took out my little brother that was about to explode, put the flesh-colored stocking on it, and gently held the white stocking in my mouth, thinking about the bride's alluring jade feet. Soon a thick white sperm gushed out... I have obtained countless stockings and tried various methods to obtain stockings, but my favorite is the wedding stockings of the bride after the wedding, because it not only has the intoxicating scent of the bride, but generally speaking, this pair of stockings is more expensive and of good quality.

I was so excited when I arrived at the wedding. There were so many beauties and so many stockings. I felt dizzy and my mouth was dry. I just wanted to take off every pair of their stockings and kiss their beautiful feet in stockings.

Of course I focused most of my attention on the bride's beautiful legs in stockings, ah! Today the beautiful bride is wearing a pair of white stockings with small dots on them. These are stockings that are rare to get. I must get them, I kept repeating to myself.

But I never succeeded, what a pity!

When talking about my job, many people will not take it seriously, but many others will also be envious. Guess what? ——By the way, I am an obstetrician and gynecologist, and a male doctor!

Although I had come into contact with obstetrics and gynecology when I was an intern in medical school, I was a student at that time. Many patients were unwilling to be seen by interns, and I didn’t have enough confidence, so I just did it to cope with the exams. But now it’s different. I’ve graduated, started working officially, have a name tag from a famous hospital, and patients suddenly start to trust me!

As soon as I got to work, I was assigned to work in the family planning clinic. Our hospital is a big one, and the daily outpatient volume gave me a headache. You may know that an internal examination is required before performing a family planning operation (which we usually call abortion).

A male doctor doing a gynecological examination? ? ? Yeah, that's my job. When I put on my white coat, mask and gloves and stood in front of the examination bed, I didn't have any other bad thoughts, really, until one day... It was a Friday afternoon, and it was almost time to get off work. There were very few patients in the hospital, and I was sitting alone in the clinic, bored, memorizing my GRE words. Doctor Zhang, who worked across from me, left at noon because his child attended a parent-teacher meeting, and I was left alone to watch the class.

At this time, nurse Xiao Li came in and said that there was a patient who needed an abortion, but it was almost time to get off work, and asked me if I would be willing to let her see it. I looked at the watch and there was still a quarter of an hour before the end of get off work. "Let her in!" I said as I closed the vocabulary book.

After a while, a beautiful girl who looked to be in her twenties walked in. She was wearing a white tight-fitting short dress similar to a navy uniform. Snow-white socks and casual shoes. When she saw me, she was stunned at first, then lowered her head slightly in embarrassment.

"Please sit down. What's wrong with you?" I asked, opening the medical record book. "I want to have an abortion. When do you think it's possible?" I said as I skillfully wrote in the medical record book, "It's too late today. You have to come early for surgery. I'll write you a surgery order. You can come tomorrow."

She was just one of the many patients I saw, nothing special. "Lie down on the bed and let me check it out."

"Does it have to be done? Will it hurt?"

"Of course we have to do it. It may be a little uncomfortable."

"Oh." She stood up and walked towards the examination bed. I continued writing in her medical record, and inadvertently my eyes glanced towards her. At this moment, I suddenly felt that she was not like an ordinary patient. Every movement of hers seemed different and so graceful.

How many urban girls can match her beauty and youth? ...Is it her? ! ————The beautiful bride. The words came to my lips, but I just didn't have the courage to say them. I looked at her, speechless and at a loss.

She walked to the bed, bent down, and untied her shoelaces. My eyes suddenly lit up, and she revealed a pair of snow-white socks and heels. She put on her slippers, stepped on a small stool, and sat on the examination bed. I don't know when her eyes met mine, and I actually felt a little embarrassed.

I forgot what to say for a moment: "Give me your bag, put it inside, be careful not to lose it."

This is the first time I care about a patient so much! What's wrong with me!

"Thank you." She handed the bag to me, and I turned around to put the bag down. There were two "pop" sounds, and when I turned around, a pair of beautiful feet in white socks appeared in front of me. The graceful outline almost made me dumbfounded, and I actually walked over and straightened her shoes that had fallen to the ground. Oh my God, what have I done? Is this what a doctor should do? Luckily no one else saw it.

She stretched out her beautiful legs, and the exposed white calves dazzled me. She put her feet on the examination bed, and her white socks were as pure as the fluttering skirt of an angel. My heart was pounding.

She seemed surprised by what I did and just sat there on the edge of the bed. I quickly calmed down, prepared the examination instruments, and said to her, "Take off your skirt and lie down."

"Oh" she reacted then, and embarrassedly unzipped her skirt and slowly took it off. I have to admit that her legs are beautiful and white, which makes every man's heart beat, but what attracts me more is her delicate and translucent white socks. Without the decoration of the skirt, her feet look even more beautiful. I really want to go up and touch it, but I'm a doctor and I have to control myself.

I wonder when she hid the light pink silk panties somewhere? This little bride is quite scheming! I suddenly discovered a problem. She didn't even know how to lie on the gynecological examination bed. "Lie down and keep your feet properly," I reminded him. She moved down, but her foot didn't seem to know where to put it on the pedal.

My heart warmed up and I walked forward involuntarily, reached out and grabbed her white socks and jade-like feet, "Put it here," and I pressed her feet on the pedal. That moment was so wonderful, as if I was holding a hot little taro in my hand, soft. Although it was only for a few seconds, it was a feeling I had never experienced before. It feels as comfortable as if someone was stepping on my heart, making me feel itchy.

Her feet were sweaty and damp. I turned around to put on gloves and smelled my hands, as if I could smell the fragrance of her feet. …………I put on my gloves and walked to the examination bed. I don’t know why, but I felt a little nervous this time. It was something I had never felt before. I carefully performed a routine examination on her. There was no problem with my technique. Especially now, I felt like I was wiping a precious artifact. I was extremely careful and meticulous, for fear of hurting her.

She lay quietly on the bed. I knew that from my position, she wouldn't be able to see my expression. Plus, I was wearing a mask, so it didn't matter even if my face was as red as Guan Gong. I quietly put my face close to her feet, with my nose almost touching the tip of her white socks, and took a deep breath.

It’s a pity that I was wearing a mask, but even so I could still smell a faint fragrance. Oh, the faint scent of a young girl's flesh, this is the unique body odor secreted by women to attract the opposite sex. It would be nice if I could take off the mask, but no, I will not do anything that violates operating procedures.

The white socks she wore were thin, and her five toes were neatly arranged, naturally and smoothly in the socks. The arch of her foot playfully arches upwards, and the white socks under her smooth heels are still flat and clean, with the lines not deformed at all. You can tell at a glance that she is a woman who loves cleanliness and pays attention to maintenance.

My fingers carefully explored forward in her vagina, and her little mouth pouted slightly - she was so beautiful, with delicate skin that was smooth and white, and sweet honey slowly flowed out of the mysterious garden between her thighs.

The examination went smoothly and she didn't seem to feel any discomfort. After scraping off the secretions for examination, I told her she could get up. I took off my gloves and went back to the table to write the inspection records. I didn't know when she had sat next to me.

"Do you feel any discomfort?" I asked as I wrote.

"No, it's quite comfortable."

Now that I think about it, what kind of question was that? How can people answer this? Maybe she was too nervous just now, so her answer made people want to laugh. I also saw her face turn red after she finished speaking. However, the atmosphere in the clinic was much more relaxed.

"The examination is complete, and I have prepared the surgical order. You can come for the surgery tomorrow," I said to her with a smile. She didn't take the form I handed over, but blushed and said, "I heard that this surgery is very painful. I'm afraid. Doesn't your hospital have a painless surgery? Can I have that?"

"Oh, you mean painless abortion, right? Of course it's possible, but it's a lot more expensive."

"It's okay, I won't feel any pain, right?"

"Of course, we will first give you general anesthesia through an IV, and then perform the surgery while you are unconscious. When you wake up, the surgery will be over. It will be like falling asleep, and you won't feel any pain."

"Really? That's great. I'm just afraid of pain."

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"That's normal. Just go home and rest for a few days, and you'll be fine. Don't worry!"

"Hey, where are my socks? I seem to have worn them when I came in!" she suddenly asked.

While picking out a pair of brand new white long stockings from the drawer, I said to her, "Your socks got dirty during the operation just now. Try this pair instead. I bought them just for you. I'm giving them to you, but they may be a little big!" She took the socks embarrassedly, her face as red as an apple.

"Thank you," she said softly, "You, are you..." She didn't say anything.

I didn't want the situation to be too awkward, so I quickly said, "Don't be so polite, get dressed quickly, go home and have a good rest! Remember to take anti-inflammatory medicine on time!"

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