Chapter 381: Chapter 143 Jin Xianrong_4
After a pause, she said, "Please take a seat, Lord Jin, so I can take your pulse."
When a beauty speaks, one must show respect. Jin Xianrong replied, "Certainly, certainly, certainly." He plopped down onto the chair, quickly rolled up his sleeves, and extended his hand toward Lu Tong: "Doctor Lu, if you please."
Lu Tong fetched a cloth to pad underneath Jin Xianrong’s hand before her fingertips touched his pulse, beginning the diagnosis.
Jin Xianrong scooted his chair closer to Lu Tong, narrowing the distance between them.
Now that they were closer, he could see even more clearly that the female dical officer was indeed exquisite, her brows and eyes brimming with the beauty of a Jiangnan woman, yet with an added touch of aloofness that exceeded Jiangnan’s charms, like a flower growing wild in the deep mountains and valleys, irresistibly enticing.
What criteria did the Hanlin dical Institute use this ti to single out such a marvelous person? She possessed a charm that exceeded even that of the concubines in his household; though his illness had not yet been cured, having such an enchanting woman in the yard was a delight to the eyes, even if she was temporarily out of reach!
He must bring her into his own household!
In that mont, Jin Xianrong made up his mind.
He believed himself to be an expert at manipulating won, so while Lu Tong was taking his pulse, he casually brought his other hand forward to caress her jade hand that was examining him, saying tenderly, "Doctor Lu is new here, looking so young. May I inquire your age?"
He expected the female dical officer to show an annoyed face and angrily retract her hand—for that’s what had always happened before. However, to his surprise, the woman in front of him remained motionless, letting him touch her without a flicker of emotion on her face.
She didn’t even respond to him.
Jin Xianrong was startled.
Young ladies usually have thin skins, and those capable of being admitted to the Hanlin dical Institute often carry so pride. But her expression remained as usual, as if what lay on the back of her hand wasn’t the touch of a strange man, but rather the paw of a dog from the eatery at the doorway—only then would she be so indifferent.
Pah! How could he compare himself to a dog?
Jin Xianrong cursed inwardly a few tis, but the other party’s indifference dampened his interest sowhat, taking away so of the excitent he usually felt and leaving him with a sense of dullness.
Just then, the other party withdrew her hand from his pulse, and that cool, delicate hand slipped away like silk. Jin Xianrong looked up to see her walking to the table and opening the dical box placed on it.
Watching her graceful back, Jin Xianrong felt the excitent that had waned surge up again. He purposely placed his hand near his nose as though cherishing the lingering scent of the beauty’s fingertips and spoke frivolously, "Doctor Lu, you know what I’m suffering from. The dical officer before you had to apply dicine to
every day. Today, will you be applying dicine for
too?"
After saying this, he deliberately gestured lewdly toward his waist and below.
To apply the dicine, wouldn’t one need to take off their trousers?
What unmarried young woman could stay composed after hearing these words?
This female dical officer appeared calm and proud, making him feel that his poor male self-esteem could not be displayed. Jin Xianrong thought that perhaps the gesture of touching her hand earlier was too subtle; he should be more direct to see this indifferent female dical officer’s face turn pale.
However, he was disappointed.
Upon hearing his words, the dical officer looked in the direction he indicated. Her gaze was as calm as before, cold as a mountain glacier, piercingly frigid. Jin Xianrong wondered if it was his imagination, but when she looked at that part of him, it was as if she was examining an object on a corpse or a piece of dead pig at, utterly emotionless.
It was even slightly unsettling.
He felt uneasy as he heard her ask, "Lord Jin, how long have you had this illness?"
"Orchitis? It has been almost two months since the disease onset," Jin Xianrong answered.
"It’s not orchitis."
The female dical officer spoke in a cold and calm tone, but the words she uttered struck him like a bolt from the blue, catching him completely off guard.
"I’m asking you, Lord Jin, how long has it been since you couldn’t achieve an erection?"
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