Fan Tong was naturally dissolute. He not only had many wives and concubines at home, but also kept many mistresses outside. He would occasionally go to brothels to enjoy himself.
He has wicked thoughts whenever he sees a pretty young woman or a young married woman, and tries every means to get his hands on her. He is a complete lecher.
Since he contracted itch, he has never gone out to fool around again.
At that moment, he was tilting his head and waiting for the doctor when he saw Chen Qingqing come in. He stared at her intently, forgot about the itch, and his heart started pounding wildly.
Whose little girl is this?
Although she's a bit thin, she's really attractive, a thousand times better than those vulgar, flirtatious girls.
Such a pure and lovely beauty must have been dug up somewhere by that sycophant "Shit Stinks" to offer as a tribute.
Thinking of this, Fan Tong became a little flirtatious and stretched out his hand, saying, "Little, little darling, come here quickly and let your master have some fun with you."
Seeing this, Madam Fan was so angry that her teeth itched. She stepped forward and slapped his hand, saying, "You old lecher, what time is it? You still have this kind of leisure time."
Fan Tong snapped out of his daze and pretended to be confused. "What, what's going on? I'm so itchy and confused."
Shi Taishou knew Fan Tong's temperament and character perfectly well.
Seeing that he was practically drooling, I knew he was driven mad by lust for Chen Qingqing, so I quickly put on a fawning smile.
"Sir, please don't misunderstand. This young lady is someone I invited to treat your illness."
Upon hearing that it was a doctor, Fan Tong looked disappointed. "Oh, it's just a doctor. Oh dear, it's itchy again. Quick, quick, scratch it for me."
He started shouting as he spoke, grinning from ear to ear.
Madam Fan quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, sir, just bear with it. Miss Chen will treat you right away."
Chen Qingqing frowned, feeling very angry. The old ones were improper, and the young ones were not good people. There was not a single good person in the whole family.
She approached and examined him closely. She saw that Mr. Fan had a rosy complexion and did not appear to be suffering from any illness.
Aside from scratch marks, there were no signs of eczema or rashes on the stomach, so it wasn't a blood rash at all.
If it's not a blood wind sore, then why is it so incredibly itchy?
Chen Qingqing was completely baffled.
Seeing her furrowed brows, Madam Fan became somewhat anxious. "Miss Chen, is there any effective medicine for my husband's illness?"
"Don't rush, let me ask the patient," Chen Qingqing asked Fan Tong. "Can you tell me exactly which part of the body is itchy?"
"I can't really explain it, but my whole belly felt itchy, like ants were crawling inside my flesh."
Chen Qingqing took out the toolbox she had prepared in advance, took out a pair of tweezers, and pressed them on Fan Tong's stomach. "Does it itch here?"
"No, not here, a little further in the middle."
"Is this it?"
"Yes, yes, it's the area around my belly button that's most itchy." Fan Tong scratched and rubbed his belly button, "Ouch, be gentle, don't touch my belly button."
Chen Qingqing was startled by his sudden outburst and quickly withdrew her hand.
Madam Fan quickly explained from the side, "Miss Chen, please don't laugh. My husband has a problem; he's most afraid of anyone touching his belly button."
“He won’t let me move, how can I treat him?” Chen Qingqing said sternly to Fan Tong, “I’m examining you right now. If you don’t cooperate, even a god descending to earth can’t save your life.”
"Okay, okay, I'll cooperate, I'll cooperate." Fan Tong was scared and his voice trembled. "Miss Chen, that thing in your hand looks too scary. I, I, I'm scared. Please be gentle, okay? My mother has always told me that the navel is connected to the intestines and you can't move it around."
“Master Fan, your illness is caused by this spot. How can I treat you if you don’t let me see it?” Chen Qingqing was certain that his illness was in his navel, but after a careful examination, there was nothing unusual on the outside, so it must be an internal problem.
She gently pried open Fan Tong's belly button with tweezers, but to her surprise, Fan Tong's belly was not only large, but his navel was also unusually deep, so she had to use tweezers to open it up.
But as soon as he inserted it a little, Fan Tong grinned and burst into laughter, "Hahaha, stop it, it's ticklish and I want to laugh."
Chen Qingqing was speechless. She really wanted to tie him up with a rope. She loudly ordered the people next to her, "Quickly hold your master down and don't let him move around."
Madam Fan stepped forward and pressed down on his arm. "Master, listen to me, don't move. Just bear with it."
"Yes, sir, just behave yourself for a while!" Shi Taishou pressed down on his feet.
Fan Tong was terrified and cried out, "Oh dear, please be gentle, I'm scared!"
"Father, don't be afraid." Fan Hun, who was standing to the side unsure of what to do, saw his father crying out and went up to press his head down and cover his mouth. He then said to Chen Qingqing, "Miss Chen, just do it!"
"Okay, press them down firmly, I'm going to check now."
Chen Qingqing reached in and inserted the tweezers, peering through the gap. She could vaguely make out something inside, but the navel was too deep to see clearly.
She took a magnifying glass out of her toolbox and examined it closely. Suddenly, her scalp tingled and she felt nauseous.
It turns out there was a nest of lice living deep inside my belly button; no wonder it itched.
Having found the cause of her illness, she did not reveal it directly.
He thought to himself, "Could it be that the omnipotent space has malfunctioned? This person is nothing but a lice; why would he need to come here for a diagnosis if he's not sick? It's utterly absurd."
Just as I was thinking, a notification sound suddenly rang in my mind.
"Host, please calm down. This person is sick: stingy, lustful, greedy, selfish, and indifferent. And he is quite ill. You can choose to treat him yourself, play pranks, mess with him, or make him lose money."
"Wouldn't doing this make people say I lack medical ethics?"
"Of course not. As the saying goes, evil people will always be punished by evil people. The best way to deal with evil people is to fight evil with evil."
"Oh, so your all-powerful space also has a hobby of playing tricks on people."
"Wrong. This space hates evil as if it were our enemy. We are kind to the kind-hearted, but if we show even the slightest mercy to the wicked, we are only encouraging their evil."
Since that's the case, watch how I deal with him.
Chen Qingqing had long known that the Fan family in Qingshui Town had a bad reputation and was extremely stingy. They not only withheld wages from their long-term workers, but also didn't even allow them to have a full meal. Dealing with such people, one really couldn't be soft-hearted.
Having made up her mind, Chen Qingqing pretended to inspect it again, then waved her hand, "You can all let go."
"Miss Chen, how is it? What illness does my husband have?" Madam Fan asked hurriedly.
Chen Qingqing ignored her and instead looked at Fan Tong, sighing with feigned regret, "How old is Master Fan this year?"
Forty-eight.
"It's not that old yet, which is a bit of a pity."
Fan Tong realized the seriousness of the problem, turned pale with fright, and stared wide-eyed. "Miss Chen, are you saying I have an incurable disease?"
"Miss Chen, please, please save my husband! We can't let him die!" Madam Fan was so frightened that she almost collapsed to the ground.
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