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This belly was the biggest stain in her life.

"Do you feel anything?"

he asked as he massaged.

Zhong Wentao was immersed in the role of a doctor, and did not have any feelings for Qin Mingzhu.

Aside from the problem, his eyes did not look around. They were very professional.

It was a pity that Qin Mingzhu was confused by her own shame and could not hear his question. She could only shake her head and cry, wanting to leave this place.

Pressing hard onto her hard lower abdomen, Qin Mingzhu moaned in pain. The biggest problem now was that it made Qin Mingzhu feel comfortable once, so she could slowly cure it in the future and completely cure her constipation.

He stood up and went to the bathtub at the side. It was filled with hot water and carried Qin Mingzhu into the hot water.

Only the head was left on top, and the whole body was immersed in it.

Zhong Wentao also did not stop, he continuously stimulated the various acupuncture points on his lower abdomen, as a function of increasing his lower abdomen's strength.

"Gulp …"

A light sound came out. It was Qin Mingzhu farting in the water.

Even with such a movement, he could feel how difficult it was for her.

Zhong Wentao encouraged her as he continued to massage her body. She was even more patient than the doctor who delivered the baby.

It was only until the water turned cold did Qin Mingzhu defecate in the water.

A large hard object was sunk into the bathtub, accompanied by a little bit of blood. It was in a situation of being torn apart.

"Phew …"

Letting out a breath, Qin Mingzhu's crying became even harder to control.

Zhong Wentao did not care about her, and immediately went to wash his arms in the hand basin, and quickly left.

"How is it?"

Seeing him come out, Qin Mingzhu immediately asked.

"It's not too bad. Go and help her. I'll wait for you downstairs."

With that, Zhong Wentao left in a hurry, the smell on his body was really bad.

Seeing through his thoughts, Qin Haitang immediately pointed to another bathroom for him to use.

He did not refuse. If he did not properly clean himself, the smell would only become worse.

An hour later, after Zhong Wentao finished showering, he saw the neatly arranged men's clothing in the room. He knew that Qin Haitang had prepared it for him, so he directly wore it downstairs, looking much cleaner.

Qin Mingzhu had already fallen asleep and was waiting for him alone downstairs with a face full of anxiety.

"Sister Qin."

Her own words hoped that Qin Haitang would take note.

did not care about anything else, he just wanted to know how to heal Qin Mingzhu.

Zhong Wentao did not hide anything, he immediately took out a bill and wrote down a prescription, telling Qin Haitang to follow the instructions written on it to grab the medicine, one time a day, after drinking it, he massaged his stomach, all the way until he had the chance to stop. He would defecate at least once a day, no matter what method he used, he had to do it.

Qin Haitang had written down a lot of notes on the food as well. She was reading them all seriously, and it was even more serious than talking about a few million yuan big deal.

Holding the piece of paper, Qin Haitang felt like she had obtained a heavenly great treasure, so she carefully placed it down.

"Sister Qin, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, he placed the ointment on the table and prepared to leave.

After doing all these, he finally felt that it was enough to make up to Qin Mingzhu for her embarrassment.

Qin Haitang immediately took out a lot of money and stuffed it into Zhong Wentao's bag, telling him to keep it.

It was not for the money for the Beauty Ointment, but for the money to treat Qin Mingzhu.

To doctors, they must be cautious and respectful. Otherwise, if Zhong Wentao did not come to treat his illness the next time, what would Qin Mingzhu do?

They weren't familiar with each other to this extent, so they couldn't afford to lose etiquette.

"Thank you for today. There will be a guest coming over later. Otherwise, I will definitely let you eat dinner."

Before Zhong Wentao could even be polite, a servant brought a guest in from outside. It was Feng Chen and Dongfang Yuan again.

It was too much of a coincidence to see her twice in a day.

Feng Chen couldn't help but frown as he was extremely suspicious of Zhong Wentao.

How could there be such a coincidence? This person did it on purpose, his goal should be to get involved with the eight noble families.

"You all … "Know him?"

Qin Haitang said softly, sensing the atmosphere.

Even if they knew each other, there was no need for them to feel so awkward.

The two of them came over to discuss the auction with her. The Feng Family had a famous painting that was about to be auctioned, and it just so happened to be set for today. Qin Mingzhu also suddenly had a stomachache.

"Little one."

Dongfang Yuan said directly, her mouth was still the same as always.

Qin Haitang frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

Zhong Wentao was her guest. By saying this, Dongfang Yuan was also slapping her in the face.

Sensing Qin Haitang's dissatisfaction, Dongfang Yuan no longer said anything else and knew that she had gone a little too far.

However, this person just couldn't remember her. Did she not have any feelings of existence at all?

"Sister Qin, since you have a guest, I'll head back first."

Zhong Wentao did not mind, as this body had a lot of worse memories, after he entered his body he had completely adapted to it, so Dongfang Yuan's words did not mean much to him.

Qin Haitang nodded awkwardly, she did not know what to say.

"Mr. Zhong, if you don't mind, you can stay and eat with us."

Feng Chen opened his mouth, intending to test Zhong Wentao.

It was impossible for him to appear by their side so frequently without any purpose.

He was able to notice some clues after a meal.

"No, I still have things to do."

Reject him straight away, not intending to waste any time.

He still had to send Zhou Cangzhu some ointment. Earning money was the most important thing.

Feng Chen's face darkened, he had never seen someone who didn't know how to appreciate favors.

Taking a step forward, he reached out his hand to stop Zhong Wentao, who crouched down and passed through.

Feng Chen stretched out his hand again and grabbed Zhong Wentao's shoulder, using a little strength, as a warning.

Without even turning his head, Zhong Wentao directly grabbed onto his shoulder. With a skillful move, it made Feng Chen's palm go numb, and he took the initiative to let go of his control over the other party's body.

"Are you alright?"

Dongfang Yuan asked anxiously. To a Chinese doctor, his hands were the most important thing.

If Zhong Wentao did something just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It was Feng Chen who was rude, fortunately there was nothing wrong.

Shaking his head lightly, Feng Chen finally began to look straight into Zhong Wentao's eyes.

This person was not simple, he was a rare opponent.

It seemed that in the future, he would have to be cautious when encountering them.

"If the two of you have come here just to chase away my guests, then you can leave as well."

Qin Haitang's voice pulled them back from their shock.

"Sorry."

When Feng Chen spoke sincerely, he felt that it was just too embarrassing.

Dongfang Yuan was the same, she had been taught since she was young, and there had never been a time when she had lost so much face.

Qin Haitang did not say a word and brought the two to the study room to discuss the auction.

After Zhong Wentao left, he went straight to the Ciji Hall.

Zheng Yu had already sent all the Beauty Ointment over. He was extremely careful along the way, afraid that someone would steal it.

He had heard that on the black market, people bought a bottle of whitewash for 5,000 yuan.

These days, a lot of Yellow Ox had been wandering around the Ciji Hall, buying American White Ointment at a high price. The price was considerable, and many of the people who had obtained the White Ointment were tempted.

In order to solve this problem, the few of them discussed it in the Ciji Hall but could not come up with a good idea.

Even if the item was sold, there was no way to stop others from changing hands. At that time, the item would go to the black market and help others earn a lot of money.

"Why don't we raise the price?"

Zheng Yu proposed that it would be sold as high as the black market. No matter how high the black market was, no one would be able to buy it casually, and when the time came and the item was in their hands, the black market would not purchase it anymore.

"No."

Zhou Cangzhu immediately said, this thing was not worth that much money, if someone reported it, the problem would be even worse.

"How about we teach everyone who buys whitewash how to use it, and directly use their whitewash as a demonstration so that this thing is already used, not new. Even if we sell it on the black market, who would buy something that has already been used?"

Zhou Zihan laughed and said. As a girl, he understood a woman's heart.

It was impossible for someone to be willing to buy something that had been used for a long time.

Even if he was willing, a price of five thousand yuan per bottle was impossible. This created a restriction.

"Good idea."

Zhong Wentao laughed as he spoke, resolving his difficult problem, only that in the future, he would have to trouble Zhou Cangzhu again.

"Hur hur, not bad. I'll go prepare dinner. All of you, stay behind for dinner."

Zhou Cangzhu immediately agreed and laughed as he went to the back to cook.

Zhong Wentao was only surprised, he looked at Zhou Zihan, wanting to know what good news it was.

Zhou Zihan lowered his voice and directly reported: "Recently, because of the Beauty Ointment, he has become famous. Wherever he goes, there will be people who know him, and some will even come over to give him some gifts.

Looking at the kitchen, Zhou Cangzhu did not see anything, so she quickly continued.

"In the past, no one went to look for him, but now that the Ciji Hall has become famous and there are many people who come, every day they earn a lot of money. Why do you think he wouldn't be happy?"

"Little one!"

Zheng Yu heard all of them, and the two words that came out of their mouths were exactly the same as what Dongfang Yuan had said.

In the next second, his head was heavily hit by Zhou Zihan.

"Be careful."

Zhou Zihan raised his fist, extremely unsatisfied.

As's daughter, she was still alive. Zheng Yu was crazy.

Seeing the two of them bickering, Zheng Yu felt like the former Cheng Yang, but his power was weaker.

In a few moments, Zhou Cangzhu was startled awake in the kitchen, he then came out with the kitchen knife, and he sat down on the sofa obediently.

"Why didn't you help me?"

Zhong Wentao complained softly and shook his head.

A wise man knows his place. The one with the highest status in the family is Zhou Zihan, who told him not to be confused?

"Big Brother Zhong, how are you and Big Sister Shiyun doing?"

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Zihan suddenly asked with anticipation.

The two of them had not met for a long time, so their relationship should have faded a bit. She might have a chance.

"They just met a few days ago. They're doing really well."

Zheng Yu interrupted, shattering Zhou Zihan's expectations.

He got up from the sofa and walked quickly into the kitchen, ignoring them.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Zhong Wentao did not say a word, and only looked at the kitchen and stayed silent for a long time.