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"Okay, then I'll go ask Doctor Meng."

"Row."

"Yan Yan, wait here for a while. Mom will go in and ask Doctor Meng what he says. We'll go home when I come out."

Qi Xiulan held the bag and said something to her daughter, but she didn't care when she saw that her daughter ignored her. Anyway, her daughter has always had this attitude recently.

There were voices outside, and Meng Wantang had actually heard them a long time ago.

After a while, footsteps were heard outside, and then a female comrade with short hair and a serious face walked in.

The moment the female comrade saw her, she smiled kindly and took the lead in showing kindness.

"You are Doctor Meng, right? I have been coming to the clinic hoping to see you to treat my daughter, but you were never here. I didn't expect to meet you today. It is a blessing for our Yanyan."

Qi Xiulan is a woman who is particularly good at talking, especially when she wants to get close to you, you will have an infinite liking for her.

You can tell at a glance that she is not a simple woman.

"Yanyan's mother, please sit down first."

As soon as Meng Wantang spoke, Qi Xiulan felt a little uneasy. She heard Doctor Li say that Doctor Meng had felt her daughter's pulse, and now looking at Doctor Meng's face and tone of voice, her heart suddenly rose.

"Doctor Meng, is my daughter seriously ill?"

Meng Wantang's eyes were full of pity and anger.

Qi Xiulan couldn't understand these.

"Doctor Meng, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I can bear it."

Qi Xiulan didn't want to be sharpened by a blunt knife, she just wanted to be hit by a sharp knife.

She wants to know whether her daughter's illness is good or bad, and whether it can be cured.

"Your daughter has a gynecological disease."

Meng Wantang saw the face of the female comrade in front of her suddenly change after she finished speaking. Gynecological diseases are still a disease that all young girls are afraid of even after decades.

It’s as if if you have a gynecological disease, you become dirty and unclean.

Qi Xiulan said in a trembling voice: "How old is my daughter? She is still a student. How could she have a gynecological disease?"

"If I could, I would like to feel your pulse, too."

After Meng Wantang said this, Qi Xiulan stretched out her wrist and said, "Doctor, look."

Qi Xiulan didn't understand why she was treating the girl but now she was suffering from the disease.

But she did whatever the doctor said.

Meng Wantang asked Qi Xiulan a few very private questions, and Qi Xiulan answered them truthfully.

"What about your relationship with your lover?"

After all, Qi Xiulan is an experienced person and she is not that thin-skinned.

She said openly: "Married people have reached this age, what's the point of talking about love? He hands over his salary every month, that's enough."

"Is your married life harmonious?"

Meng Wantang had no expression on her face when she asked this question.

Qi Xiulan did not feel offended and said, "We rarely have this kind of thing..."

"No?"

Meng Wantang looked at Qi Xiulan in surprise.

Qi Xiulan is not too old, only about 40 years old, and she is very well maintained, with no fat on her body. She is thin where she should be thin, and fat where she should be fat. Although she looks a little serious when she is not smiling, she is also a very bright lesbian when she smiles, very charming and attractive.

How could her boyfriend be reluctant to touch such a lesbian?

This unscientific.

Meng Wantang didn't quite understand.

Yanyan's problem needs to be asked to Yanyan herself, but this requires Qi Xiulan's consent.

"I have something to ask Yanyan, and I want to give her a more private examination. You are the child's parent, and I need your consent before I can treat the child."

Qi Xiulan nodded without saying a word.

"If it were someone else, I would definitely think too much. But I trust you. I know you are a doctor with a special conscience."

Meng Wantang stood up and said to Qi Xiulan: "Thank you for your trust. I hope I have lived up to your trust."

"Then I'll go get the kid in."

Qi Xiulan went out happily and came back with her daughter after a while.

Qi Xiulan told her daughter: "This is Doctor Meng. Doctor Meng can treat you. If you have anything to say, just tell Doctor Meng. Doctor Meng will examine you later. You don't have to resist. Doctor Meng has already talked to mom, and mom agrees."

Yanyan glanced at her mother and said nothing.

Qi Xiulan was a little embarrassed and said to Meng Wantang with an apologetic look: "Doctor Meng, this child has been in this temper recently. He keeps his head down all day long, and I don't know what he is thinking. He used to be able to talk to people, but now he doesn't say a word. People who don't know him would think I gave birth to a mute."

"It's okay, Yanyan's mother, could you please go out for a while? There are some things I need to talk to the child alone."

Qi Xiulan was stunned and nodded in agreement.

When she turned around and walked out, the smile on her face suddenly collapsed, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and her whole expression became a little distorted, as if she would collapse at any moment.

When Doctor Li saw her like this, he wanted to go up and ask her, but he was worried that it would not be appropriate for him to go over, so he sat on a chair and waited for Qi Xiulan to come over.

But Qi Xiulan didn't go anywhere. She just stood at the door and listened quietly.

The door was closed behind her.

Qi Xiulan couldn't hear any sound from inside. She knew that the door's soundproofing wasn't that good, and the reason she didn't hear anything was probably because Meng Wantang didn't want her to hear anything.

"Your name is Yanyan, right? I'm a doctor, and I'm mainly here to solve your health problems."

Meng Wantang met the girl's distrustful gaze and did not say anything. Instead, he pointed at the pulse pillow and spoke to the girl.

"Before I examine you in detail, could you please place your wrist on this? I need to feel your pulse first."

This sentence is very easy to understand. After Meng Wantang finished speaking, the little girl put her hand on it.

Meng Wantang held the little girl's pulse and felt it quietly. Her previous feeling was not wrong. There was indeed something wrong with the little girl's body.

"Did you experience something special, but you didn't tell anyone about it?"

After Meng Wantang said this, the little girl's eyes suddenly turned red. Tears flowed down like a waterfall.

I can't stop it.

Meng Wantang picked up the paper next to her and wiped the little girl's tears.

The little girl cried very subduedly at first, but later on she couldn't hold it back anymore and started to break down and cry loudly.

"Cry, just cry."

Meng Wantang tried to hug the little girl. The little girl did not resist and cried in her arms, her body twitching.

She didn't know how much injustice the little girl had suffered, but she could imagine that the injustice must have made the little girl extremely devastated.

I don’t know how long the little girl cried before she finally stopped, but she couldn’t say a word now.

Meng Wantang was not in a hurry. She knew that the little girl didn't speak before because she was upset. If this child didn't find an outlet to vent all her emotions, she would probably go crazy if she didn't commit suicide.

"Try to calm yourself down. Take a few deep breaths and don't think about anything else. There's no need to think too much for now."

Meng Wantang gave the little girl enough time.

Finally, the little girl's emotions completely calmed down.

Meng Wantang looked at the little girl quietly and asked her with a gentle look and tone.

"Yan Yan, can you tell me what happened to you?"

The little girl's eyes were not so dull anymore.

She still didn't quite trust Meng Wantang.

"Your mother brought you to me because she believed in my medical skills and my character. I am a doctor and I will keep your condition confidential. But if you are wronged or bullied, I will call the police immediately. Tell the police and notify your parents to let the bad guys get the punishment they deserve."

Before Meng Wantang finished speaking, she heard the little girl's sharp voice speaking angrily.

"What's the point of telling my parents? They won't let that man go to jail. They will just think I'm a disgrace."

The sharpness in the little girl's eyes hurt Meng Wantang.

She subconsciously clenched her fists and wanted to hug the little girl in her arms to comfort the little girl covered in scars.

Meng Wantang tried to speak gently to the little girl: "You said your mom and dad knew about this, right? You were bullied, but they didn't stand up for you?"

Yanyan suddenly lifted up her clothes, revealing that her flat belly was covered with hem marks.

She pointed at the marks with a crazy look in her eyes: "It hurts here and inside, I really want to cut it off with a knife."

Yanyan finally pointed downwards, and since she had no knife in her hand, she clenched her fists and hit herself hard.

"It's dirty here. Very dirty. Very dirty. Mom also hates me because it's dirty here."

Yanyan's words made Meng Wantang's face change suddenly. She almost couldn't hold it in and wanted to rush out and pull Qi Xiulan in to question her.

"Can you tell me who hurt you? As long as you want revenge, as long as you want that person to be punished, I will definitely make that person punished."

Meng Wantang knew what the little girl cared about most. What she had to do now was to tell the little girl that she was on her side.

Yanyan looked at Meng Wantang in disbelief: "Can you really bring the bad guys to justice?"

"People who make mistakes must be punished. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Meng Wantang asked the little girl back.

Yanyan didn't understand: "Then why do my parents have to hide it?"

"Maybe it's for your own good, but you may not be able to accept this kind of goodness."

Meng Wantang spoke very seriously, and the little girl thought about it carefully before nodding.

"My mom doesn't want me to tell anyone, but I want to tell you, you can definitely help me, right? You can definitely put that guy in jail, right?"

Meng Wantang held the little girl's cold hand and told her seriously.

"The person who bullies you will die!"

Yanyan's eyes flickered: "Then let him die."