As soon as the doctor heard An Ruixin agree, he immediately called a female nurse and asked her to teach An Ruixin how to get a needle, and where to do it. While learning, An Ruixin finally understood why Ji Chengze resisted the injection. .

Fear of injection is one aspect, and another aspect is definitely because the injection must be hit on his fart·stock!

Such a big person has to be watched by others, even the average person feels embarrassed, let alone Ji Chengze, a late-stage patient with cleanliness.

Realizing this, An Ruixin was overwhelmed. While learning how to pierce the needle, she secretly peeped at the fart and stock that Ji Chengze was about to suffer. The more she thought about it, the happier she became.

After the nurse taught An Ruixin, she followed the doctor and walked out. An Ruixin pulled up the white curtain in the room, took a deep breath, and fixed the needle.

Then turned to look at Ji Chengze, smiling like a treacherous villain: "This patient, please untie your pants, we are going to get an injection."

Don’t say, An Ruixin is wearing a mask and holding a syringe in her hand, so she is missing a white lab coat, otherwise she looks like a nurse at first glance.

Ji Chengze's tight expression immediately showed a few cracks, and his eyes became a little deeper in an instant.

An Ruixin didn’t notice this, because Ji Chengze had turned his back and untied his belt, and then the pants went down little by little...

An Ruixin was startled, hesitating whether to look away, so Ji Chengze shouted: "Come here."

An Ruixin took a deep breath and secretly cheered herself up. Usually, there is nothing about him that he hasn't seen before, but now he is just looking at that small spot, so I can't persuade!

Thinking about this, An Ruixin finally calmed down, and a little awkwardly got close to Ji Chengze.

looked down a bit, meditating on the identification method taught to her by the nurse just now, pinpointing a position, and whispered: "It may be a little painful, bear with me."

I said so, Ji Chengze couldn't help but tighten his brows when the needle went in.

An Ruixin hurt her heart. While pushing the liquid in the syringe, she racked her brains to divert Ji Chengze’s attention from questions: "Sir, what do you do for work?"

Ji Chengze heard her voice, his attention was really drawn away, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you asking about this?"

"Curious." An Ruixin watched as the liquid in the syringe was getting less and less, and quickly pulled it out when it was about to bottom out. Afterwards, he glanced at a certain part of Ji Chengze meaningfully, and jokingly smiled, "Mr. The fart stock is so warped and white, at first glance, he looks like a rich young master with thin skin and tender flesh, who has never suffered."

An Ruixin stretched out his hand to pinch the meatiest place after speaking, and prepared to flee after taking a handful of oil.

How could Ji Chengze let her go so easily. One second before An Ruixin escaped in fear of crime, he grabbed her hand and pulled people back for life.

An Ruixin was unconsciously pulled by him, and instantly lost her balance, fell backward, and directly sat in his arms, and her waist fell into the claws of this person, unable to move!

Ji Chengze lay on the side of An Ruixin’s neck, “Miss Nurse, the shot you just took was unprofessional. It hurts so much. Don’t you have anything to say?”

An Ruixin had a somewhat ominous premonition from the bottom of her heart: "What...what does it mean?"

"For example, a little physical and mental comfort." Ji Chengze said suggestively and stretched out his hand on An Ruixin's very upright... fart.

An Ruixin: "!!!"