If you had to choose an identity to go undercover, you'd choose a gynecologist.

"She has menstrual cramps. Normally, this kind of treatment requires her to come in person so I can examine her in person. But if that's inconvenient, I'll prescribe a formula for common cold-induced blood stasis to warm her meridians, dispel cold, promote blood circulation, and relieve pain. Remember to tell her to avoid cold and raw foods during her period and to apply heat to her lower abdomen."

The system started up and provided a prescription. Chen Qing wrote down the prescription and handed it to Cui Mo.

"The consultation fee is five yuan." Chen Qing said expressionlessly, demanding an exorbitant price. He had finally gotten a customer, so he figured he might as well rip them off.

"Here are two silver dollars. If it works, I'll bring her over." Cui Mo said, handing over two silver dollars. As he was about to hand them to Chen Qing, his hand trembled, and the two silver dollars fell to the ground.

Seeing that Cui Mo didn't pick it up, Chen Qing frowned. However, two silver dollars could solve his immediate problem, and now he had no choice but to beg for two silver dollars.

He got up and picked up the two silver dollars. Cui Mo sized him up, gave him a few more insincere thanks, and then turned and left.

The clinic returned to calm. After Cui Mo got into the car and left, Bai Jie took a small yellow croaker out of her bag and placed it on the table.

"This is all the money I have, Mr. Chen. Please give it to me; leaving it here is just a hassle for you."

"No, Teacher Bai, I really don't know what you're talking about. That wax pill was taken by someone from Number 76." Chen Qing spread his hands, pushed the gold bar back, and looked innocent. He couldn't possibly hand over something so important to a woman of unknown origin.

Bai Jie sighed, took a marriage certificate out of her bag, and placed it on the table.

The marriage certificate has a photo of the two of them. In the photo, Bai Jie has a simple ponytail, her eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and there is a faint smile on her lips. Wang Shen next to her is wearing a dark blue shirt, smiling honestly, with a hint of reserved sincerity in his eyes. The two of them are intimate and natural, and it is obvious that it is a real photo of the couple, not a fake.

Chen Qing frowned and hesitated for a moment. Bai Jie accurately caught this moment of hesitation and was certain that the item was in Chen Qing's hands.

Chen Qing finally shook his head firmly: "Mr. Wang is so lucky to have married such a beautiful wife. I am so envious. It's a pity that good people don't live long. Please accept my condolences, Teacher Bai. I really don't have anything. Please don't make things difficult for me."

Bai Jie sighed, got up to leave, and Chen Qing stuffed the small yellow croaker back into her hand.

"I cannot accept a reward without merit."

"Then I'll pay the consultation fee." She took out two silver dollars, put them on the table, turned around and left. The rickshaw at the door was still waiting for her. She got into the rickshaw and left.

As she passed by Lao Pan's door, Lao Pan was playing with his parrot. She didn't even glance at Lao Pan, and Lao Pan didn't look at her either. The two of them just passed each other by.

With four more silver dollars in his hand, Chen Qing felt much more at ease. When he went out and arrived at the breakfast stall, Old Li was about to close up shop, but he stopped again, gave him the last bit of porridge, and fried two more dough sticks.

After having breakfast and settling the bill for yesterday's meal, Chen Qing slowly strolled back to the clinic, wondering what to do next.

He could try to escape with the film reel, but he didn't even know where to go. Even if he escaped, the Shanghai Special Higher Police and the 76th Division would catch him before he even left the city, skin him alive, and leave him with no place to bury his body.

Let's risk contacting headquarters via radio. If we get intercepted by 76, we'll probably be dead even faster.

He handed the film roll to Bai Jie, pretending nothing had happened.

Don't be naive. Infiltration isn't a dinner party; it's a life-or-death struggle. He's not an idiot; he can't possibly trust a complete stranger. Is the person next to you in bed always reliable? Probably not.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive people. Zhang Wuji's mother said that, and that's the truth.

After much deliberation, the only option left is to remain inactive.

Chen Qing sat quietly in the clinic reading a novel to pass the time. The bloody smell in the room had mostly dissipated. Chen Qing then mopped the floor with disinfectant and lit some mugwort incense. Finally, the smell in the room became much more comfortable.

Suddenly, a notification popped in my head: the divine-level traditional Chinese medicine massage technique, a system reward, had arrived. It seemed the landlady was seeing results after taking the medicine.

A wealth of knowledge about massage techniques, skills, and acupoints flooded my mind. This divine TCM massage technique is a systematic combination of ancient meridian theory and supernatural optimization, specializing in gynecological dysmenorrhea, cold uterus, and other ailments. It is easy to learn without arduous practice.

It can accurately locate acupoints such as Sanyinjiao and Guanyuan. With the application of force from the fingertips, it can clear pelvic blockages, relieve uterine smooth muscle spasms, and relieve pain three times faster than ordinary massage. Long-term massage can also regulate qi and blood and eliminate the hidden dangers of dysmenorrhea.

In the afternoon, the landlady came again, bringing along her best friend, Mrs. Liang, with whom she often played mahjong.

"Let me tell you, I used Dr. Chen's prescription and slept incredibly well last night, all the way until dawn. Dr. Chen is a graduate of the University of Michigan in the United States; he's studied abroad."

"University of Michigan!" Chen Qing quickly added.

Mrs. Liang was in her thirties, a petite and elegant young lady. Her voluptuous figure was wrapped in a gold-embroidered cheongsam, adorned with a pearl necklace and a lustrous jade bracelet on her wrist. Her eyes and brows revealed a shrewd languor honed from playing mahjong.

"Dr. Chen is so handsome," Mrs. Liang said with a flirtatious wink, then sat down opposite Chen Qing with an air of nonchalance.

Chen Qing scanned her with the system and found that her symptoms were similar to Mrs. Liang's, also caused by years of being alone at home. However, her symptoms were more severe, as she also suffered from lumbar muscle strain from playing mahjong for a long time. Fortunately, her traditional Chinese medicine massage could help relieve her symptoms.

Mrs. Liang extended her fair, jade-like wrist for him to take her pulse.

Chen Qing closed his eyes and pretended to take her pulse. At that moment, a notification popped up in his mind: Help Mrs. Liang with a massage to relieve her pain. Reward: God-level acupuncture skills.

Chen Qing was delighted and pondered for a moment before saying, "Mrs. Liang, do you often feel a tightness in your chest, and do you have trouble sleeping at night? Are your periods also irregular, either delayed or light? And your back must ache and feel unbearably sore after sitting for a long time, even causing numbness in your legs?"

Mrs. Liang's eyes flashed with surprise, her face showing a hint of astonishment and shyness, clearly he had hit the nail on the head.

The landlady next to Chen Qing winked and said, "I'll go check if my son, Abao, has woken up from his nap. You two take care of the doctor first."

The landlady turned and left. Chen Qing picked up a pen and paper and quickly wrote down a prescription, handing it to Mrs. Liang: "You should decoct and take this prescription according to the prescribed course of treatment. It can soothe the liver, regulate qi, and harmonize blood and qi. As for your lumbar muscle strain, medication alone is slow to take effect. I happen to be an expert in American massage, with authentic techniques. Today, I will give you a free massage to help relieve your soreness and swelling."

Mrs. Liang gathered her hair and lowered her head shyly: "Then I'll have to trouble Dr. Chen."

The two went into the inner room, where Chen Qing laid out a new white sheet and had her lie face down on the medical bed. The system's prompts immediately appeared in her mind, and she instantly understood the precise acupoint locations and the varying degrees of pressure required.

His fingertips applied light pressure, yet carried a strange penetrating force as he gently massaged and pressed down along the acupoints.

His movements were fluid and natural, without the slightest hint of awkwardness, as if he were a seasoned practitioner with over a decade of experience.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the landlady's tense back gradually relaxed, her brow unfurrowed, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, that feels so good! It's so comfortable! I feel like my bones are melting!"

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