Zhang Jun was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Manager Wu misunderstood. I have some knowledge of medicine and can see the hidden disease in your body, so I want to help you treat it. I have no other intention."
Wu Qingying was embarrassed and said: "I'm sorry, I...I thought too much."
Zhang Jun shrugged: "It doesn't matter, beautiful women will always suspect that men care about her." Then he motioned Wu Qingying to lie down on the sofa and pressed it with both hands.
Wu Qingying was able to obtain a doctorate in business administration within four years, which was a remarkable achievement. This was earned by her hard work, and it was during those four years that she broke down.
Zhang Jun looked through her body and asked, "Your stomach is very bad. You must have abused it a lot, right?"
Wu Qingying's heart moved. She had suffered from serious stomach problems the year she left the United States. She ate irregularly every day, and she often ate raw and cold food every day. As a result, she suffered from chronic gastritis, which often felt like burning.
of pain.
"When I was in the United States, I was too busy studying. Sometimes I only ate one meal a day, which ended up ruining my stomach." She whispered, "Dr. Zhang is really amazing. He could tell right away."
Zhang Jun said: "Not only do you have a bad stomach, you also have serious gynecological diseases. Whenever menstruation comes, you will have severe abdominal pain, right?"
Wu Qingying's delicate body trembled, and she said: "Yes, I have had two abortions, and I have been feeling uncomfortable since then. Whenever trouble comes, it will be particularly painful."
Zhang Jun sighed and said: "Abortion can cause great damage to the ### endometrium, and some women may become infertile due to too many abortions."
Wu Qingying bit her lip. She now completely believed in Zhang Jun's medical skills. She couldn't help but completely change her view of him. She thought: "It seems that I misunderstood him. President Dong is an upright person and his medical skills are so good. Director Lin
I’m so lucky to have such a boyfriend!”
Zhang Jun used his hands to release the golden light from the Buddha's eyes to treat her old illness, making the latter feel a warm current flowing through her body. It was so comfortable that she couldn't help but moan softly. But she felt embarrassed and closed her mouth tightly.
After a moment of treatment, Zhang Jun discovered that there were several hard lumps on Wu Qingying's breasts, probably due to mammary gland hyperplasia. Such lumps often occur in women and are generally not a problem, but they are always not a good thing.
He hesitated for a moment and said: "Manager Dancer, you have a lump in your chest. Do you want to treat it as well? But if you do, it may be inconvenient."
Wu Qingying turned over on the sofa, keeping her lying position, and said calmly: "Director Zhang is a gentleman, Qingying has nothing to be shy about."
He didn't care about women, so Zhang Jun naturally didn't think much about it and said, "I'm offended, please bear with me for a moment." As he said that, he moved his hands toward the other person's breasts and pressed them.
Mi. Mi, who dances with light shadows, is very impressive. When she lies down like this, her two lumps protrude from her clothes, making her look particularly eye-catching. Zhang Jun's heart skips a beat when he sees her.
The moment he held Mimi with both hands, he couldn't help but want to rub it hard a few times. However, in order to maintain his noble image of a gentleman, he could only hold back and keep his breathing steady and said: "Dance Manager,
Your ### is too tight, which is not good for the health of your breasts."
Wu Qingying's face turned slightly red and she said softly: "Yes, I understand."
Zhang Jun pressed lightly for a moment, and had finished treating her with the golden light of the Buddha's Eyes. However, he was reluctant to take it away for a while, still holding the two pepper milk and kneading it gently.
Wu Qingying felt as if a tingling electric current was passing through her breasts, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly, and a layer of goosebumps actually appeared on her skin. She bit her lips tightly and subconsciously tightened her legs.
It had been ten minutes, and Zhang Jun felt that he might be noticed if he touched it any more, so he reluctantly took his hand away and said seriously: "It seems that the dance manager is seriously ill, but I have used my inner strength to help you recover.
As long as you take a good rest in the future, you won’t do it again.”
Wu Qingying sat up and said gratefully: "Dr. Zhang, I'm so grateful to you." Then she couldn't help being curious and asked, "Dr. Zhang, what is inner strength?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Internal strength can be called true energy, internal strength. Have you read martial arts novels, right? It has almost the same meaning as the internal strength above."
Wu Qingying opened her mouth slightly and said in surprise: "Is there really any martial arts in the world? Can Zhang Dong break stones with one palm?"
Once the woman's curiosity arose, God couldn't suppress it, so Zhang Jun had to reply: "Maybe." Then he saw the beautiful manager looking at him unblinkingly, as if she didn't believe it.
So he picked up a porcelain water cup from the table, broke it gently, and broke off a piece of white porcelain with a "ding" sound. Then he slightly twisted his thumb and index finger, and immediately the white porcelain was turned into powder and scattered on the table.
.
Wu Qingying exclaimed: "Dr. Zhang is so amazing!"
There is still a sense of accomplishment in showing off in front of beautiful women, but Zhang Jun stopped and said: "Manager Wu, it's getting late. You go and have a rest. There are still things to do tomorrow."
Wu Qingying subconsciously didn't want to leave immediately, but she really couldn't find a reason to stay, so she had to say: "Then I'll go back first, and you, Director Zhang, should take a rest early."
The next day, the two had breakfast in the hotel. At about ten o'clock, Wu Qingying's phone rang, and it was Duan Xu. Duan Xu's voice on the other end of the phone was very urgent, and he asked angrily: "Wu Qingying!
You bitch, what do you want to do? Why did you attack my father and sister? Who gave you the courage?"
Wu Qingying was stunned and turned her gaze to Zhang Jun, who said calmly: "Tell him that if he doesn't agree to an unconditional divorce, the consequences will be more serious."
Her heart trembled, and then she realized that Zhang Jun's energy was so powerful. She forced herself to calm down and said: "Duan Xu, if you don't agree to an unconditional divorce, the consequences will be more serious."
Duan Xu cursed loudly, and it was obvious that he was furious. Wu Qingying hung up the phone and blocked the curse completely.
Ten minutes later, Duan Xu called again. This time his voice was weak and he said in a hoarse voice: "Wu Qingying, you are so cruel! My father and sister have been taken away by the procuratorate.
Now the police are even looking for me. I give up, can I give up? You let my family go, and I will divorce you immediately. I don’t want the house, and I can leave the house without any conditions, okay?”
Wu Qingying felt happy in her heart. She hated Duan Xu so much. She heard this and sneered: "Okay, you can come to see me immediately, sign the divorce agreement, and then go through the divorce procedures together."
"Okay, I'll go!" Duan Xu agreed immediately.
Half an hour later, Duan Xu arrived at the hotel. The first thing he saw was Zhang Jun. He seemed to have figured something out. He stared at Zhang Jun and said sternly: "You did all this? Didn't you?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "Handsome guy, sign quickly and get out, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
Duan Xu gritted his teeth, put the agreement on the table, and shouted: "Who cares about this bitch woman? I have already signed it!"