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Lucy Liu accompanied Alicia to Mr. Turner's ward as Wilson.

At this time, Mr. Turner was itchy all over, scratching the visible skin until it bled. He saw Tom and asked anxiously, "Is that Doctor Liu here?"

Tom replied: "I asked the dean to find Dr. Liu, and it may take some time. But I invited Miss Alicia. Miss Alicia said that if you want her to assist in the treatment, you must pay a high commission without compensation."

Mr. Turner's face was full of pain and his whole body was itchy. He couldn't bear it anymore.

He glared at Alicia fiercely and said through gnashing teeth:

"Alicia, I don't need compensation, so how much commission do you think is appropriate for follow-up treatment?"

Alicia was about to say something when Lucy Liu interrupted, “The commission might be higher, Mr. Turner, are you sure you agree?”

Mr. Turner looked at the man next to him and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Lucy Liu introduced herself: "Hello, Mr. Turner, I am Alexander Wilson, you can call me Wilson. I am a friend of Miss Alicia."

Mr. Turner turned to Alicia and asked, "Tell me quickly, how much money do you need for the treatment?"

At this time, Wilson leaned closer to Alicia and whispered in her ear: "To put it in a higher level, it's twice your mother's annual hospitalization fee. No, three times is also fine."

Alicia was a little hesitant and tentatively said a number.

After hearing this, Mr. Turner frowned angrily, scratched his body, glared at Alicia, and said with his back teeth clenched, "Okay."

Lucy Liu then said, “Well, if that’s okay, then we’ll take the money first, and then Miss Alicia will cooperate with the treatment.”

Mr. Turner was so angry that his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire. He looked at Lucy Liu and said, "Will I, Turner, default on this money?"

Lucy Liu responded calmly: "With Mr. Turner's status, of course he can't deny it. But the money has to be paid sooner or later. After paying it first, Miss Alicia will be more active in cooperating with the treatment. If it is paid later, I'm afraid her enthusiasm will be greatly reduced."

Mr. Turner gnashed his teeth and motioned to Tom to bring out the check, sign the amount Alicia had just mentioned, and handed it to Alicia, saying, "Is this all right?"

Alicia took the check and quickly put it in her pocket, nodding her head and smiling from ear to ear.

At this time, Lucy Liu said, "Ms. Alicia, please cooperate with Mr. Turner's treatment now. I will leave first."

Alicia looked at Lucy Liu's back as she left, her eyes full of gratitude.

After Liu Yuling left the ward, she quickly found a toilet, flashed into the space, and turned back into Liu Shiwan.

Just a few steps out of the bathroom, she saw Dean Ma appear, sweating profusely.

Dean Ma saw her and said hurriedly, "Xiao Liu, I finally found you. If I couldn't find you, it would be a big deal. Let's go, Mr. Turner's pills have side effects, can you tell me what to do?"

So, Lucy Liu followed Dean Ma into Mr. Turner's ward again.

As soon as Mr. Turner saw Lucy Liu, he said anxiously, "Doctor Liu, you see I am itching so badly, is it the side effect of the healing pills you mentioned?"

Lucy Liu pretended to check on Mr. Turner first, then said, "Yes, this is a side effect of the pill."

Then, turning to Alicia, she asked, "You are Miss Alicia, I suppose?"

Alicia nodded.

Lucy Liu continued to tell Mr. Turner: "The only way to treat the pruritus in the future is to let Miss Alicia beat you with a stick."

Mr. Turner was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He said in astonishment, "Doctor Liu, are you sure this is the treatment plan? Are you kidding me? This is the first time I've heard of such a strange treatment method."

Lucy Liu said seriously: "Indeed, this is the only way to treat it. If you don't adopt it, there is nothing I can do."

Mr. Turner scratched his head and hesitated for a moment before making up his mind and saying, "Okay, Dr. Liu, I believe in your medical skills."

Then he motioned to Tom to find a stick and gave it to Alicia. But Alicia was confused at this time, thinking to herself: "Is it called therapy to beat Mr. Turner with a stick? Is it called venting my anger?"

Mr. Turner saw Alicia holding the stick and not moving forward, so he urged: "Alicia, I gave you a high commission, why don't you beat me up quickly? If you don't beat me up, I will deduct your money."

When Alicia heard this, she thought, well, she must beat him for the money.

So she took the stick and tried to hit Mr. Turner lightly.

Mr. Turner felt the itch was relieved a little, but it was still not enough, so he urged: "You haven't eaten yet? Hurry up and try harder. If you don't try harder, I will really deduct your money this time."

Alicia looked at Mr. Turner's current state, picked up the stick, and beat him hard this time.

At this time, Mr. Turner groaned. This feeling was very wonderful, the itching stopped for a while, and the whole body felt much more comfortable. Although the pain that followed made him a little uncomfortable, Mr. Turner felt that the pain was better than the itching, which was really too uncomfortable.

However, after a while, the pain disappeared and the itching came back again.

Mr. Turner said hurriedly, "Hurry up! Why did you only hit him once? Hurry up, hit him again, and keep hitting him."

Then Alicia hit him several times, and Mr. Turner experienced what it meant to feel pain and pleasure.

At this time, Lucy Liu felt that she had nothing to do, so she said, "Mr. Turner, you are undergoing treatment. If there is nothing else, I will leave."

After saying that, she was about to turn around and leave.

However, Mr. Turner stopped Lucy Liu and said, "Doctor Liu, shouldn't the doctor be present during the treatment? You know, I paid a high fee."

Lucy Liu shrugged helplessly, with a helpless look on her face, and said, "Okay."

Then she sat down on a stool, folded her arms across her chest, and watched Alicia beat Mr. Turner again and again.

Mr. Turner was in an endless cycle of comfort, pain and itching.

A few minutes later, Mr. Turner, looking exhausted, said, "Stop it, my itching has stopped now."

At this time, Mr. Turner continued to ask Lucy Liu: "After this experience, am I completely healed?"

"Oh, Mr. Turner, that's uncertain. It may take a few days, or more than ten days. The specific situation varies depending on the physical condition."

When Mr. Turner heard this, his face immediately fell and he said with disappointment, "Okay, I get it."