Take... take off your pants!
Gu Fuqiao was suddenly dumbfounded.
Her lips trembled slightly as she asked, "Is it for the examination?"
Although the person in front of her was a middle-aged female doctor, she had never taken off her pants in front of a stranger before...
As soon as she got to the hospital, things got intense.
The doctor glanced at Gu Fuqiao and said, "Yes, otherwise there's no way to determine how you're doing."
After speaking, she couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "Did you just get married? So embarrassed."
"Um..." Gu Fuqiao dared not look this doctor in the eyes.
It seemed this doctor wasn't as serious as she looked; she even joked a bit...
After a quick nod, Alexander turned around to take his pants off.
While doing so, she comforted herself that it was just an examination.
"Sis, once you've got them off, come lie down on the bed," the doctor said, patting the bed behind her when she saw Gu Fuqiao was nearly done.
When Gu Fuqiao turned her head to look at the bed again, she saw the iron bars on either side of the bed's foot.
It was like she instantly understood something!
Gu Fuqiao silently experienced her first gynecological examination, feeling something metallic touch her body.
"You're not lightly injured, but not severe enough to require stitches," came the voice of the female doctor opposite.
Lying on the examination bed, Gu Fuqiao breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked, "Then I don't need an injection, right?"
Being born in the nineties, Gu Fuqiao recalled how painful injections were as a child, perhaps because needles weren't as developed back then!
Otherwise, why did vaccines leave a scar?
Getting a shot in this era would surely be painful or even life-threatening!
The female doctor chuckled at Gu Fuqiao's words and said, "You have quite the imagination! No injections, I'll prescribe you some anti-inflammatory medication; just apply it yourself. Come on up."
Hearing no injections were needed, Gu Fuqiao sighed in relief.
She rushed to her feet, slipped on her underwear, and was about to grab her pants when she noticed the female doctor frowning.
"Don't wear those pants, it'll be uncomfortable to walk; a skirt would feel better," the female doctor said, walking to her desk and retrieving a bag from underneath, handing it to Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao accepted the bag hesitantly and peeked inside, discovering a dark red long skirt.
With a touch of Russian style.
"What's this..." Gu Fuqiao looked at the female doctor in confusion.
"You're about the same age as my daughter. Those pants will chafe your legs walking home, so try my skirt first," the doctor said, removing her mask.
Previously, just seeing her in the white coat felt intimidating.
Now mask-less, she appeared to be a kind, middle-aged woman.
Gu Fuqiao knew that in that era, people were mostly united.
Adhering to the philosophy.
Which was, I'm a brick, moving wherever I'm needed.
"Auntie, you're so kind," Gu Fuqiao said, feeling slightly guilty inside.
Feeling guilty for once thinking the doctor was mean.
The doctor smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a small effort. Change quickly, don't catch a cold with bare legs."
"Thank you, I'll return it tomorrow," Gu Fuqiao nodded before changing into the skirt.
No doubt, once wearing the skirt, the soreness on her leg was much better!
Gratefully looking at the doctor, Gu Fuqiao said, "It's indeed better, not as painful as before."
"Yes, those pants easily chafe the skin, don't wear them until you're healed," the doctor advised Gu Fuqiao.
After changing into the skirt, Gu Fuqiao agreed.
She nodded.
The doctor suddenly glanced outside the door, then handed the prescription to Gu Fuqiao and said, "That person waiting outside earlier is your husband, right? I caught a glimpse when you came in. You're lucky, he looks quite handsome."
Yan Zhen Guo, being the male lead, was certainly handsome.
But her... as for being her husband... that identity was a bit awkward.
Gu Fuqiao awkwardly smiled and said, "Yes, Auntie, I'll take my leave now."
"Okay. Take care," the doctor smiled and watched Gu Fuqiao.
After leaving the examination room, Gu Fuqiao felt completely relieved.
"Where are your pants?" a cold voice suddenly sounded behind Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao shuddered and turned around to find Yan Zhen Guo, who had been sitting in a chair, now standing behind her.
His sudden appearance startled her a step back.
"I changed them because they were chafing... When did you suddenly appear?" Gu Fuqiao asked Yan Zhen Guo.
Before Yan Zhen Guo could answer, Gu Fuqiao noticed a man in military uniform standing at the door.
It seemed he knew Yan Zhen Guo.
"I have some matters to attend to; Cheng Zhang will pick you up later," Yan Zhen Guo said before pulling out some money from his pocket and handing it to Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao nodded.
After giving her the money, Yan Zhen Guo quickly headed downstairs, likely needing to leave due to urgent matters.
The man in military uniform also followed Yan Zhen Guo, giving Gu Fuqiao a deliberate glance on his way past.
Though he quickly averted his gaze, Gu Fuqiao noticed a hint of dislike in his look!
"How strange." Once they were far downstairs, Gu Fuqiao grumbled, "She hasn't been married long, it's normal for women not to like her, so what's his issue?"
After speaking, Gu Fuqiao suddenly remembered the money Yan Zhen Guo had just given her.
She arranged the bills and realized Yan Zhen Guo gave her twenty yuan.
Twenty yuan was quite a lot back in the eighties! She recalled how her best friend's grandfather used to work at a bank, earning a monthly salary of around thirty yuan.
Based on current rates, Yan Zhen Guo essentially gave her more than half a month's salary of a bank employee!
"Did I just strike it rich? No need to write novels to have so much money?" Gu Fuqiao dreamily looked at the twenty yuan in her hand.
She pinched her cheek, finding it incredibly painful!
Ouch! Seems it's real!
Gu Fuqiao beamed with joy.
In this era, prices were cheap; even the relatively expensive anti-inflammatory medicine had only cost one yuan.
Now Gu Fuqiao still had nineteen yuan left!
As a person holding substantial funds, not spending a bit felt wasteful to Gu Fuqiao!
Standing at the hospital entrance, she noticed the street was quite bustling, with a supply store nearby.
"Cheng Zhang probably won't arrive for a while; I'll take a stroll and come back later!" Gu Fuqiao thought, clutching the nineteen yuan as she headed to the supply store.