Rural Doctor's Romance

4When Mao Xiaojun carried Zhang Yuehong to the foot of the mountain, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. After all, he carried a living person on his back and kept walking. At this time, his forehead was covered in sweat and he was breathing heavily.    1

    

"Little Jun, why don't we rest for a while before leaving?"    

    

Zhang Yuehong, who was lying on Mao Xiaojun's back, was also wet. The shirt on her chest was almost connected to the shirt on Mao Xiaojun's back.    

    

Although this kind of feeling was quite enjoyable, after all, he was her boyfriend that she liked. However, her whole body was sticky and she felt uncomfortable.    

    

"Okay, okay!"    

    

Mao Xiaojun put Zhang Yuehong down beside the big tree at the foot of the mountain. He straightened his waist and exercised for a while before he felt more comfortable.    

    

The weather was hot tonight. There was no wind when he walked on the mountain road just now. Mao Xiaojun was sweating all over. He was drenched from head to toe.    

    

He looked at Zhang Yuehong, who was sitting by the side of the road. He was worried that her leg injury was serious. So he asked with concern, "Sister Zhang, are we going to the hospital in a while? I see that your foot needs to be treated at the hospital first. Only then will you be at ease."    

    

Zhang Yuehong laughed, "Sister Zhang is a doctor herself. This foot is twisted. My family has a medicine that specializes in treating sprain. It will recover after rubbing it for two days. In a while, I will have to trouble you to carry Sister Zhang to her home in town. "    

    

"Sister Zhang, this..."    

    

He felt awkward when he was carrying a woman around in town. Besides, other than carrying Zhang Cuihua, he had never carried another woman on his back. He liked Zhang Cuihua from the bottom of his heart, but this was his girlfriend who had delivered herself to his door. He was not prepared yet.    

    

"Sister Zhang is a patient now. She can't walk on her feet. Little Jun, you are Sister Zhang's boyfriend now. It doesn't matter if your boyfriend carries his girlfriend and walks away. Besides, you have memorized everything along the way. There are only a few steps left. " As Zhang Yuehong spoke, she took out her phone and looked at the time. Suddenly, she had a surprised expression. "Not good. It's already 9: 30. Little Jun, quickly carry Sister Zhang back. If you delay any longer, it will be midnight when you return to the village."    

    

Mao Xiaojun still wanted to fight Zhang Cuihua for two rounds after he returned. It was already 9: 30 and he would return after sending Zhang Yuehong back and sitting for a while. It would definitely be midnight by the time he arrived in the village.    

    

Not to mention that Zhang Cuihua had already fallen asleep, even if he waited for him to come back, he still needed to take a shower first and then work for her. He did not need to sleep anymore.    

    

"Yes, Sister Zhang, I will carry you back now." He was also anxious in his heart. He immediately walked to Zhang Yuehong's side and squatted down.    

    

Zhang Yuehong grabbed Mao Xiaojun's shoulder and slowly laid on his back.    

    

"Little Jun, walk slowly. Sister Zhang will guide you."    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Mao Xiaojun slowly stood up and carried Zhang Yuehong on his back. He felt comfortable all over again.    

    

When he carried Zhang Yuehong on his back, he slightly bent his waist. That place did not look very conspicuous. In addition, it was late at night and there were not many pedestrians on the road. He was not worried in his heart.    

    

However, carrying such a sexy wife on his back and having some small thoughts in his heart, he could not put them into action. This made Mao Xiaojun feel a little aggrieved.    

    

Zhang Yuehong, this wife, wanted to be his girlfriend. If it was someone else with more courage, it would be two people on the road at night. He would definitely put Zhang Yuehong down and make her suffer by the roadside. It was not impossible to continue on the road.    

    

Mao Xiaojun thought of Zhang Cuihua in his heart, so he did not think of these crooked ideas at all.    

    

Right now, he only wanted to send Zhang Yuehong back as soon as possible and return to the village as soon as possible.    

    

Under Zhang Yuehong's guidance, Mao Xiaojun entered the streets of town. He took many turns and took many turns before he arrived at the neighborhood where Zhang Yuehong's house was located.    

    

This was a newly developed neighborhood, which was also considered the most prosperous location in the town. There were two guards at the entrance of the neighborhood. Because it was dark at night, Mao Xiaojun did not see clearly how the buildings were built.    

    

When he walked to the guard room, the old guard saw that Doctor Zhang had returned and immediately opened the door.    

    

Zhang Yuehong, who was lying on Mao Xiaojun's back, smiled and said to the guard, "This is my cousin. He twisted his leg on the road just now and asked my cousin to carry him back."    

    

"Doctor Zhang, you have to be careful when you walk in the future."    

    

The security guard smiled and made a farewell gesture to Zhang Yuehong. Mao Xiaojun carried Zhang Yuehong into the neighborhood.    

    

"Little Jun keeps walking forward. In the building at the front, Sister Zhang lives in Room 302."    

    

"Okay. Sister Zhang, hold on for a while. We'll be there soon."    

    

Mao Xiaojun carried Zhang Yuehong on his back and walked up the stairs of two floors before reaching the third floor. Zhang Yuehong took out the key from beside her and opened the door. Mao Xiaojun carried her into the house.    

    

Zhang Yuehong pressed the switch at the door and turned on the light in the living room. She then closed the door and said, "Little Jun, carry Sister Zhang to the living room."    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Mao Xiaojun put Zhang Yuehong down from his back and carried her to the living room. He gently placed her on the sofa in the living room.    

    

Zhang Yuehong had turned on the orange light in the living room. The orange and ambiguous light shone on Zhang Yuehong's face, making her look even more charming.    

    

"Little Jun, the vulnerary is in the drawer over there. Help Sister Zhang bring the medicine over." Zhang Yuehong pointed at a small drawer on the opposite side of the sofa and asked Mao Xiaojun to get the medicine.    

    

Mao Xiaojun walked over and opened the drawer. There was a glass bottle with orange liquid inside. The words on the bottle's logo were especially conspicuous, Bone Toughening Tendons Medicine.    

    

He took out the bottle and walked to the sofa to pass it to Zhang Yuehong.    

    

Zhang Yuehong did not take it but instead smiled and said, "Little Jun, after you open the medicine bottle, pour the medicinal liquid in your palm and help Sister Zhang massage her ankle. When you massage later, use more strength."    

    

Zhang Yuehong asked him to help wipe the medicine. This was something Mao Xiaojun did not expect. Furthermore, he had never done such a thing before.    

    

"Sister Zhang, I have never done this before. I don't know how to do it!"    

    

Seeing Mao Xiaojun's troubled expression, Zhang Yuehong laughed. "Little Jun, this is very easy. You just need to rub and rub hard on the parts that are hurt."    

    

Mao Xiaojun had no choice but to do as he was told. He poured the medicinal liquid into his palm and began to rub around Zhang Yuehong's injured ankle.    

    

"Ah! Little Jun, use more strength. " Zhang Yuehong's ankle was rubbed by the medicinal liquid until it burned and hurt, but she felt that Mao Xiaojun's strength was still not enough. If the medicinal liquid did not seep in, it would not be easy for her injured ankle joints to recover.    

    

"En, bear with it a little. If it hurts, just say it."    

    

Mao Xiaojun only wanted to help Zhang Yuehong wipe the medicinal wine and go back. If the time was right, he could still fight Zhang Cuihua when he went back.    

    

So, he followed Zhang Yuehong's instructions and pressed hard on her ankle.    

    

"En, en, lightly!"    

    

"Yes, important, more important!"    

    

Mao Xiaojun cursed in his heart. This woman is called spring. Mmm, sometimes it's light and sometimes it's heavy. It's really hard to serve her.    

    

After wiping for more than half an hour, Mao Xiaojun was crazily tortured and finally helped Zhang Yuehong clean the medicinal wine.    

    

"Little Jun, wait for a while and bring Sister Zhang into the bathroom to take a shower. Along the way, he was covered in sweat. His entire body was filled with the smell of sweat. If he did not wash it clean, he would not feel comfortable."    

    

"Sister Zhang, go in and take a shower. I will just wait outside. Besides, men and women are not allowed to be intimate with each other!"    

    

Mao Xiaojun thought in his heart, Is this woman testing my bottom line?    

    

"Sister Zhang is a patient now. Just treat yourself as a doctor. In the eyes of doctors, only patients have no gender. Besides, Sister Zhang twisted her ankle. There are some parts that can't be washed. In a while, you can come in and help Sister Zhang wipe her back or something. You also smell like sweat. After you take off your clothes, you can also wash it together. Only then will it be comfortable to go back!"    

    

Mao Xiaojun thought he had misheard. Zhang Yuehong, this girl, meant that he would take a bath with her?