A Young Woman's Heart

"Let's do blood and urine tests first to check your body's various values. I'll give you a clinical examination later."

So Mo Xueyao was taken by her father to register for a check-up and then go for a blood test.

After the blood was drawn, the lab staff handed her a small paper cup and told her to go to the restroom...

Faced with this situation, Mo Xueyao would rather have her blood drawn again.

Because it was just too embarrassing.

Moreover, doing this in the bathroom is really inconvenient.

At least we obtained enough liquid samples and handed them over to the doctors at the laboratory.

The latter's calm demeanor only made her more embarrassed.

After doing all this, I returned to Dr. Yunmeng's consultation room once again.

A young man had just finished a clinical diagnosis and was walking out while clutching his buttocks.

He held a small glass test tube in his hand, containing a small amount of slightly cloudy, translucent liquid.

When he saw Mo Xueyao walk in, his face turned as red as a pig's liver. He immediately quickened his pace and walked out of the reception area, then hurriedly rushed to the laboratory.

"Alright, Mo Xueyao, come and sit down." Mo Xueyao was clearly being treated much better than the previous patients. Yunmeng specially brewed her a cup of tea and smiled as she pointed to the chair in front of her desk.

Mo Xueyao sat down somewhat uncomfortably because Yunmeng's eyes were fixed on her.

"Don't be shy, Mo Xueyao, just relax."

"Um……"

Have you been feeling unwell lately?

"...Probably not." Mo Xueyao thought carefully for a moment, then gently shook her head.

Do you have a cough, or a cold and fever?

Hearing this, Mo Xueyao felt as if she had come for a physical examination rather than a follow-up visit.

Although they seem to be quite similar?

"nothing."

Yunmeng nodded, looked at Mo Xueyao's father behind her, and said with a smile, "Would you like to wait at the door for a while? We need to conduct a clinical examination."

"Oh, oh!" The father touched the Daqianmen cigarettes in his pocket, clearly his craving had returned. "Xiaoyao, I'll wait for you downstairs. Come find me when you're done."

"Okay, okay, just say so if you're craving a cigarette." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes.

The father, his thoughts exposed, chuckled awkwardly and left the room, closing the door behind him.

"Xiaoyao, lock the door from the inside to prevent anyone from suddenly pushing it open," Yunmeng said, standing up from her chair. She then patted the narrow bed in the room and said, "Then lie down on this."

After locking the door, Mo Xueyao walked somewhat awkwardly to the bedside and watched as Yunmeng laid another layer of sterilized plastic sheeting on top: "This is cleaner. Okay, come on up."

"Should I take off my shoes..." Mo Xueyao asked timidly.

"Okay, take off your shoes. What's wrong? Worried about smelly feet?"

"I...I don't have smelly feet," Mo Xueyao whispered in defense, slowly squatting down to untie her shoelaces, then slowly taking off her shoes before sitting on the bed and lying down somewhat uneasily.

She deliberately moved very slowly in order to buy time.

But what was bound to happen still happened. Lying in bed, she felt like a helpless lab rat, and involuntarily closed her eyes.

"Don't be shy, I'm a woman too."

It's precisely because women are shy that they feel shy.

No, even a man would probably find it difficult to remain calm when doing something like that.

Mo Xueyao's legs trembled slightly because Yunmeng's hand was already on her waistband.

Then her pants were gently pulled down, and a slightly cool and playful breeze rushed past her from below, as if trying to penetrate her body.

But nothing happened for a long time.

Mo Xueyao peeked through her eyes and saw Yunmeng carefully examining Mo Xueyao's lower body while putting on sterilized latex gloves.

"It looks like she's recovered quite well. She's no different from a normal girl now. Hmm... Wang Haifeng's technique is really good. The external treatment is really beautiful."

Then, Mo Xueyao's body stiffened because she felt Yunmeng's gloved hand touch her body and gently turn over something, as if she was carefully observing the inside.

"Hmm, no problem, but..." Yunmeng sniffed, "Did you not wash carefully when you took a bath?"

"Huh!?"

"It has a slight odor," Yunmeng said with a light laugh. "Girls should pay attention to personal hygiene. Even if you don't shower, it's best to wash this area every day. When you shower, you should clean it carefully, otherwise you'll have a lot of trouble if you get a gynecological disease."

"Um..."

"Okay, here you go, put it on."

The inspection was completed faster than expected, which relieved Mo Xueyao.

"Sit up now," Yunmeng instructed again.

"Um……"

Then, she moved a small chair and sat in front of Mo Xueyao, throwing the latex gloves into the recycling bin next to her. There were already six or seven pairs of latex gloves in there.

She pressed her thumb against Mo Xueyao's abdomen and asked, "How does it feel?"

"It itches..." Mo Xueyao said, suppressing a laugh.

What about this side?

"itch……"

"here?"

"Pfft!" Mo Xueyao finally couldn't help but laugh. She seriously suspected that Yunmeng was tickling her on purpose.

But when I saw the serious look in the other person's eyes, I felt a little embarrassed for having such disrespectful thoughts.

After pressing around Mo Xueyao's abdomen, she finally looked at Mo Xueyao's chest, first pressing the side with her thumb, and asked, "How does it feel here?"

"It tastes sour."

What about here?

"It hurts a little..."

"Great, you're recovering very well. You've already started developing, and you should be entering a period of rapid growth soon, when you'll grow taller."

"How high can it jump?" Mo Xueyao asked with a look of surprise.

"It should grow at least four or five centimeters, and it's not impossible for it to grow to 1.7 meters in one go."

"I hope I can grow taller," Mo Xueyao said expectantly.

"Hmm...you should hope it grows a bit bigger here, almost 1.6 meters tall is about right." Yunmeng poked Mo Xueyao's chest and teased, "Okay, I'll go get the test results, you wait here for me."

"Um……"

Before long, Yunmeng returned with two sheets of paper covered in writing, filled with a bunch of medical terms she couldn't understand.

Some are in English, and some are in Chinese.

Even though it's in Chinese, it sounds awkward to read and I can't quite understand what it means.

Because some of them seem to be transliterations.

"Your estrogen levels are now similar to those of a normal teenage girl. The dosage of the estrogen medication I was prescribed can be reduced by half. Also..." Yunmeng said a lot, and she wrote it all down in the medical record. What's remarkable is that she didn't write in illegible handwriting, but in neat and tidy regular script. Even if you forget what she said, you don't have to worry about not being able to understand it when you look back at it.

"Then... is this okay?"

"Okay, that's fine. Come back for the next check-up in a month. Of course, if there are any problems, come back for a check-up promptly."

"Okay..." Mo Xueyao breathed a sigh of relief, took her medical record and test results, and left the hospital...

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Chapter Forty-Four: Buying Two Jin of Bulk Baijiu

When I got downstairs at the hospital, I saw my father waiting by the flower bed, smoking a cigarette. The three or four cigarette butts by the flower bed seemed to indicate that he had already smoked several cigarettes.

"How is it?" The father took a deep drag on his cigarette, one hand holding it. "Any problems?"

“No problem at all.” Mo Xueyao walked to her father’s side, coughing from the strong smell of smoke on him. “Cough cough—Dad… could you smoke less… my throat is sore.”

"Try your best."

"Can't I just quit?"

"That won't do. What kind of man doesn't smoke?" the father said jokingly.

"Tch, that's a fallacy. Does that mean most boys in school who don't smoke aren't men?" Mo Xueyao retorted.

"Yeah, how can someone who's not an adult be considered a 'man'!"

"Tsk tsk tsk." Mo Xueyao clicked her tongue. "I really don't know what's so great about smoking. Alright, alright, the inspection is over, shouldn't we go back now?"

"Wait, let's go check out the fruit shop near the hospital entrance first." The father threw his cigarette butt on the ground, then casually stomped it out before walking out of the hospital.

"Can't you have any manners?!" Mo Xueyao, who had received a moral education, couldn't stand it anymore. She squatted down, picked up the cigarette butts on the ground, and threw them into the trash can not far away. "The trash can is only ten meters away, but you won't throw your cigarettes in it. I'm speechless."

"Of course, I haven't read as many books as you, so of course I'm not as cultured as you," the father said with a hint of sarcasm, though he was just trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"Come on, manners and education level have nothing to do with each other." Mo Xueyao patted the cigarette ash off her hands and followed her father out of the gate of the First Municipal Hospital.

Not far from the hospital entrance is a fruit shop with almost no decorations. Because of poor lighting, the lights are on even during the day.

Business is doing fairly well; it seems like there are one or two customers here every moment, choosing the fruit they want to eat.

Because this is the only fruit shop near the hospital, the prices are higher than elsewhere.

The father picked through a few bunches of bananas that weren't quite ripe and were a bit greenish, placed by the door, and asked, "How much are these bananas per pound?"

"Three yuan," the shop owner said casually, glancing outside briefly.

"Bananas are so expensive?" the father muttered to himself in surprise, while the shop owner didn't reply, focused on chatting with another customer.