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Chapter 16 Part 2 Hospital of Sampling
Either way, once she was in the ambulance, I could finally breathe.
Unexpectedly, as the nurse shut the door, Liu hurried up and waved her back.
"Yayi, GM Chen says you go with Ms. Liu to the hospital. See what she needs. When she's discharged, bring her back."
"Ah!" My mouth fell open. In the ambulance, she heard and turned her head away.
"Of course it's on you to handle," Liu added. I could only obey; my paycheck still came from here.
The ride was awkward. She stared out the window, silent. I wanted to apologize, but held it in, thinking I'd wait until we were alone.
First time in a hospital in this world. In my old world, hospitals bore a red cross; here, the sign was a red stick‑figure man and woman holding hands. I'd thought it was a restroom symbol when I first saw it.
Few patients today. Her wound was minor, so the ambulance doctor sent us to Exam Room 5. A man in his fifties was still inside sickly, but not critical. The doctor scribbled, then picked up the phone.
"Nurse station? Send a nurse to Room 5. A male patient needs sampling. Yes, thanks." The patient shuffled to the exam bed and undid his belt.
Sampling?
Soon a young nurse entered in a pink uniform an intern.
The doctor smiled. "Good. Help the patient with sampling. Large volume don't use mouth. Use below. Understand?"
"Yes, no problem. Sir, let me help you with your pants." She crouched and pulled them to his ankles, revealing his stiff cock. The door stood open; people passed by in the corridor.
"As ordered, I won't use my mouth. Please enter directly." She smiled, unfastened her dress, and revealed only white panties underneath.
"You're very pretty. Thank you," the patient said, hands already roaming.
"Don't worry. I need to prepare." She fetched a box and pulled out something I hadn't seen since crossing.
A condom? Unused everywhere else, yet here, in a hospital.
She unrolled it, puffed out the tip, and slid it onto him to the base.
"Relax do it like usual. Any position," she cooed, loosening her ponytail.
"Sit on the bed," he said, pulling her onto the exam bed and tugging down her last garment.
She sat astride him, arms around his neck, rubbing her breasts against his chest. He hugged her waist.
"Miss, spread your legs for deeper sampling."
"Of course." She opened wider.
Pleasant "sampling" sounds filled the room and bled into the hall.
The doctor glanced once at the pumping hips, listened to the nurse's cries, jotted a bit more, tossed the chart aside, and called, "Next!"
Ridiculous: one couple coupling on one side; on the other, Qianhui sat grim‑faced, holding out her hand for the doctor, while I couldn't help staring at the lovers.
"Bandaging is fine. I'll prescribe ointment and dressings. Miss, what did you cut yourself on?" he asked.
"A blue‑and‑white porcelain plate on display," I answered without looking away.
"Ah… I'm coming… so good… deeper… sampling successful…"
"Nurse, you're so slutty… tight pussy… more… more…"
"Sir! Sir! What's your relation to the patient?" The doctor suddenly raised his voice. I blinked and turned back.
"No relation."
Silence from her.
"No relation? Then why bring her?" He looked up. "Go pay and get her meds."
"Okay, thanks," I said, relieved to escape.
"Doctor, who knows how long that plate was sitting there, or what was on it. I bled. Could be infected. I want to be observed a few days," she said then.
"Ah… coming… ah…"
Both the doctor and I froze. The man howled as he pressed in deep; sampling complete.
"We're short on rooms," the doctor said.
"I'm not going to the common ward. I want a single suite."
"Miss Liu, that's… a bit much…" I tried to hint at the hotel's stance.
He said nothing, just picked up the phone.
"I'll pay myself. I still have money. Don't worry," she snapped at me.
Fine. I shut up.
"Sir, you did well so much," the nurse cooed, easing him off, carefully removing the "sampler," now full of white fluid. She tied off the tip and boxed it. "Doctor, I'll take this to the lab."
"Good, thanks." He hung up, and our eyes followed the sway of her round ass as she left her clothes still scattered on the floor.
"Miss Liu, I checked. We do have a single. If you'd like to admit, maximum three days."
"Good. Three days then."
I had no idea what game she was playing, or where her money came from. But the single room was bright and clean, with a private bath and kitchenette; she seemed quietly pleased.
Seeing her calmer, I took my chance. "Miss Liu, about earlier I formally apologize. I was too impulsive."
Whether she accepted was her business. She still lay on the bed, head turned toward the ceiling. Silence thickened, then the door opened.
"Hello, sir, miss I'm your private‑duty nurse. Sorry, I was at lunch. This beauty is being admitted, right? Anything you need, tell me I'll serve you well."
Unlike the regular nurses even the "sampling" intern this one wore a scarlet "uniform": a strapless mini‑dress cut, hugging every curve.
Her sultry face and almond eyes answered any question about what "service" meant.
"Thanks, dear. I'll call if I need you," Qianhui said.
"I'll be in the duty room outside. If I'm off shift, press the red button and a colleague will come." Her eyes slid to me; her smile curled. "And you are, sir…?"
"I'm just the one who brought her," I said quickly.
"Oh, so caring. Rare these days. Miss, you're lucky."
I'd been planning to slip away she'd been admitted; why linger? But seeing this nurse, my mind shifted.
"Shall I notify your family? Or fetch toiletries?" the nurse asked.
"No, I'll contact family myself. I want to rest," Qianhui said.
"All right, rest up. The doctor will do rounds this afternoon."
She left. Only we remained. I waited for the inevitable "leave," but Qianhui just stared at the ceiling. I coughed lightly; she started and asked, flatly, "What's your name?"
I hesitated. Would my name ring bells?
"Apologize to me but won't give your name?" she said, still staring upward.
"Of course. Miss Liu, I'm Chen Yayi, front desk staff, badge PJ2031."
"So the hotel sent you to look after me?"
"Yes to see if you need anything." Meaning: if not, I could go.
"Good. Don't leave tonight. Stay with me."
That I hadn't expected.
"Guard the door. Don't let any other men in. Or it'll be like last night at your hotel one crowd after another trying to rape me. Some bored on‑call doctors prey on young patients."
Her attitude toward sex completely opposite this world's stunned me.
"You won't? Figures." She sat up, pulled off her T‑shirt and bra again, tossing them on the headboard, baring her jiggling breasts and rosy nipples. Then she slid off her shorts and panties under the covers.
Her second undressing today. I was dumbstruck no men allowed, yet stripping in front of one?
"The panties I threw you keep them. Isn't that what you men like?" She placed another pair on the nightstand. "In exchange for tonight, you can fuck me once, or all night, and sleep here. But turn away all others."
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