Chapter 1: Rebirth in Gynecology

Yuan Wenli smiled even more brightly: "I brought classmate Zhang Yang here to apologize to you. Just now in the Science and Education Department, I gave him a thorough lecture, and classmate Zhang Yang has recognized his mistake. Look, he has taken the initiative to come and apologize to you in person." She quietly nudged Zhang from behind.

Lin Xiaoli was somewhat taken aback by the ambiguous words of this young man, her eyes widening: "The first time, I think I was around sixteen..." After saying this, she immediately realized her mistake and, blushing, scolded, "Don't you know how to ask about medical history? Are you out of your mind?"

Hong Ling pushed the medical record in front of Zhang Yang, on the cover it was written: Lin Xiaoli, female, 23 years old, unmarried, individual

Although my inner feelings are intricate and complex, my body involuntarily reacts instinctively to everything I see, causing the lower part of the white coat to be raised into an exaggerated little tent

Zhang Yang felt a sense of self-satisfaction, knowing that the prescriptions he had written in the past were treasured items eagerly sought after by young ladies from prominent families. He had considerable confidence in his calligraphy.

Zhang Yizhen is not a hero; although he possesses exceptional medical skills, he never engages in actions without reward. It is easy to seek his medical attention, as one must either have money or beauty. Many wealthy individuals whom Zhang Yizhen has treated have primarily compensated him with money, while most of the women he has healed are notably attractive. Such unscrupulous doctors are often too disgraceful to be recorded in unofficial histories.

Lin Xiaoli finally overcame her inner sense of shame, removed her small black triangular panties, climbed onto the gynecological examination table, placed her legs on the table, and lay down in the standard lithotomy position

At the People's Hospital of Chunyuan County, a sudden, hoarse shout erupted from the small conference room on the third floor of the outpatient department. This shout startled the Deputy Director of Medical Affairs, Zhou Yanling, who was conducting a specialized lecture on the differential diagnosis of ovarian tumors in women. The entire conference room fell silent, and all eyes were focused on a young boy in the last row.

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Zhang Yizhen was still dully observing his surroundings until Zhou Yanling repeated herself for the second time, at which point he realized that the old woman on stage was directing her anger at him. He scratched his head, still showing no intention of standing up, and displayed a smile that could provoke one to grit their teeth. With both hands clasped in a gesture of respect, he inquired, "May I ask, dear madam, are you speaking to me?"

Among the five interns, a boy was the first to reach his limit; he walked out with a flushed face and hunched shoulders

Zhang Yizhen glanced at Zhou Yanling, who was glaring at him from the podium, shook his head, and thought to himself: "A fierce woman is as fierce as a tiger; I should avoid her for now"

A slender girl with a ponytail approached: "Director Zhou, we are in the same group, and we are rotating in gynecology this month!" The girl, Hong Ling, is from Jiangcheng Medical University and is also the internship group leader at the county hospital. This group consists of six members; apart from Hong Ling, the other five are boys. However, Zhang Yang was forcibly assigned by Yuan Wenli. The other five are all five-year undergraduate students from Jiangcheng Medical University. Although Zhang Yang is also studying clinical medicine for five years, he started from middle school and will only graduate as a junior college student. In the medical field, which places great importance on diplomas and academic qualifications, junior college students clearly have limited prospects. Therefore, the other group members rarely pay attention to him.

Lin Xiaoli looked at Zhang Yang's confused expression and understood somewhat in her heart. This little guy was most likely still a virgin, as he didn't even understand this phrase. Unable to hold back her laughter, she explained with a flushed face: "It means making love..."

Lin Xiaoli bit her lower lip, her long, dark, curled eyelashes fluttering slightly. Knowing that Zhang Yang was an intern, she did not think much of it: "I... I always bleed... during that time with my boyfriend..."

"Xiao Yuan! What is the matter?" Although she is a vice dean, Zhou Yanling is still able to assert some authority at will.

Zhou Yanling reached out to take the medical record, and the expression on her face, which had been as calm as a still pond, suddenly changed.

Vice Dean Zhou Yanling has always been known for her rigorous and meticulous approach to scholarship. Due to her stern personality, few dare to joke with her; even the staff of this institution are cautious, let alone the interns who have just stepped out of school. Zhou Yanling's chest heaved violently, and after a period of emotional buildup, her anger finally erupted: "Get out!"

This time, not only Hong Ling, but even Zhou Yanling's face turned red as she rudely exclaimed, "Get lost!"

Lin Xiaoli is evidently a woman of the new era, and the repeated emphasis did not make her feel any embarrassment. She patiently explained, "It is... um... cohabitation..."

Yuan Wenli listened to his flowery words, feeling both angry and amused. She grabbed a magazine from the table and aimed a hit at Zhang Yizhen's head, saying: "You little rascal, I see that if I don't teach you a lesson for three days, you'll be climbing the walls. Do you believe I will tell your father about what happened today?"

It is now four o'clock in the afternoon, and there are no patients in the gynecology outpatient clinic. Only five interns are gathered around Deputy Director Zhou, attentively listening to her teachings. It is evident that Zhou Yanling enjoys playing the role of a teacher; although there is no smile on her face, she patiently explains each student's questions in a soft and measured tone, embodying a sense of tireless dedication to educating others.

In fact, she had long noticed the arrival of Yuan Wenli and Zhang Yizhen, but she did not take the initiative to engage with Yuan Wenli. As soon as the lecture concluded, a well-meaning person revealed to her that Yuan Wenli and Zhang Yang were old neighbors. Zhou Yanling immediately understood that this matter would likely come to nothing. After all, they were colleagues in the same unit, and some face had to be preserved. However, that guy Zhang Yang was truly outrageous for causing a disturbance during a public lecture

After Hong Ling finished asking, Zhang Yang had also filled an entire two pages.

Zhang Yang opened the medical record and glanced at Zhou Yanling, who encouraged him by saying, "Feel free to ask boldly!" This meant that with her presence, he should not have too many reservations.

The head of the Science and Education Department, Yuan Wenli, who had been listening attentively, hurried over, reached out to grab Zhang Yanzhen's right arm, and sternly reprimanded, "Zhang Yang! Come with me!"

Zhou Yanling said expressionlessly: "He is an intern doctor, you are the patient, and you come to the hospital for treatment. Why are there so many trivial matters? Take off one pant leg and lie down on the bed properly"

Zhang Yang thought to himself, this Director Zhou truly has an eye for quality, it seems he is quite fond of my calligraphy and intends to keep it for himself

In the Science and Education Department, Yuan Wenli looked at Zhang Yizhen, her face filled with an expression of frustration at his lack of ambition. Unable to contain herself, she reached out and sharply poked his forehead with her finger, saying, "You rascal, how should I even begin to address you?"

Zhou Yanling had to admit that this kid had good handwriting, but according to the standards for writing medical records, Zhang Yang's piece could be described in four words... utter nonsense. In front of the patient, she did not explode immediately, but silently tore up the two pages written by Zhang Yang.

After a moment of silence, everyone almost simultaneously reacted, and the small conference room erupted with laughter that could fill the space.

Zhang Yizhen immediately understood, walked up to Vice President Zhou, and sincerely said: "President Zhou, I was wrong"

"Very tight..." Zhang Yang blurted out

Zhou Yanling rarely showed a hint of a smile. As the dean, she still possessed a certain level of tolerance. Even if she were angry, there was no need to take it out on an intern. What displeased her was Yuan Wenli; it was merely a minor incident. Why should she solemnly accompany the intern over? Was she really that petty? Zhou Yanling waved her hand and said, "Recognizing one's mistakes and being able to correct them is of great importance. You must listen attentively in the future!"

Sixteen years old! Another boy bent down and walked out, holding the hem of his coat. This is not about asking for medical history; it is simply a living, breathing scene from a third-rate film.

Zhang Yang widened his eyes in surprise, as he was familiar with working and cooking, but he had never heard of making love

I am not willing to accept this

Zhou Yanling smiled gently and said, "You need not worry, I am just inquiring about the medical history"

Director Zhou! Yuan Wenli always wears a sweet smile when she speaks, and her good rapport is well-known in the hospital. As the head of the Education and Research Department, having such a good temper may not necessarily be a good thing. Due to Yuan's good-natured disposition, the interns at the hospital have been increasingly unruly. Zhou Yanling has already made a decision in her heart; she will specifically raise this issue at this week's hospital meeting to give Yuan Wenli a good talking-to.

Zhang Yang nodded slightly. Since he was being warmly invited, he naturally could not refuse. He reached out, but was immediately stopped by Dean Zhou's cold gaze: "Don't you know to wear gloves? Do you have no concept of sterility?"

As an old neighbor, Yuan Wenli has been quite diligent. She brought Zhang Yizhen to the gynecology outpatient clinic, where they found the deputy director of the expert outpatient service, Zhou Yanling. Outside the department, Yuan Wenli reminded him a few more times. Zhang Yizhen had gradually come to accept reality; he knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, he might cause trouble, so he simply chose to keep quiet, nodding in compliance with Yuan Wenli.

Zhang Yizhen felt even more uneasy upon hearing this. He had lost both parents at a young age, and this woman actually wanted to report him to his father? He sighed and said, "My father has been deceased for many years." Yuan Wenli was well aware of Zhang Yang's family situation; she knew that his father had died when he was just one year old, and his mother had remarried, bringing him, a burden, along with her. Zhang Yang's stepfather had two sons and a daughter of his own, which led to a biased treatment of the children. Zhang Yang had endured many beatings growing up. Reflecting on Zhang Yang's pitiful background, Yuan Wenli couldn't help but sigh, "Zhang Yang! You have worked so hard to get into medical school; as a medical student, it is quite challenging to intern at a county hospital." She subtly reminded Zhang Yang to cherish everything he had now, while also hinting that she had contributed significantly to his internship at the county hospital.

Zhang Yizhen suddenly thought of the concept of reincarnation. Perhaps it was truly heaven that saw his grievances and generously granted him a chance for rebirth. Since he was here, he would accept it. As long as he could survive, how much worse could things possibly get

Lin Xiaoli saw Zhang Yang enter as well, and her face turned even redder: "I said, Director, could you please let him go out?"

Yuan Wenli took her leave at an opportune moment: "Dean Zhou, you are busy, I will take my leave now"

Lin Xiaoli bit her lower lip as she watched the young boy take off his pants. It was her first time, but her personality was relatively open. After thinking it over, she realized they were right; after all, they were at the hospital for treatment, so what was there to be shy about? She turned around and, with her back to Zhang Yang, removed one pant leg.

Zhou Yanling glanced at the badge on his chest: "Zhang Yang? Jiangcheng Medical School?"

Later generations of science have proven that the energy of resentment can transcend time and space, which is referred to as resentment soaring to the heavens. Therefore, Comrade Zhang Yizhen has also become one of the millions who have traversed through time, and he is fortunate to have made this journey.

Apart from Zhang Yang, several boys simultaneously turned red in the face. Hong Ling was the first to enter, while Zhang Yang's curiosity had always been strong. After his rebirth, it not only did not diminish but rather intensified. He also followed in, with his hands in the pockets of his white coat. The other boys surprisingly did not enter the gynecological examination room due to embarrassment.

Although separated by rubber gloves, Zhang Yang could still feel the warmth within Lin Xiaoli. Due to her nervousness, Lin Xiaoli involuntarily contracted, and Zhang Yang distinctly sensed the sudden increase in tightness.

Zhang Yizhen was momentarily taken aback; now he was gradually coming to accept this entirely new role he was playing. He nodded and sat down at the table opposite Zhou Yanling, stealing glances at this patient from the corner of his eye. It was truly audacious for a woman to dress in such a manner; even the songstresses of the Liuxiang Courtyard would not dare to be so bold. Fortunately, Zhang Yizhen had already encountered too many surprises today, and his mind was somewhat numbed.

Indeed, it was a startling remark. Zhou Yanling looked at the young man helplessly, secretly cursing him for his pretentiousness, while several classmates around her struggled to suppress their laughter

Almost everyone knows that the greatest hero at the end of the Sui Dynasty was Li Yuanba, yet few are aware that the foremost master was Zhang Yizhen. This is certainly related to the national sentiment towards heroes; our Chinese nation has always celebrated heroes whose names endure through the ages, while treacherous ministers are remembered with infamy for eternity. A character like Zhang Yizhen, who is greedy and lecherous, can easily be lost amidst the tumult of the world.

Hong Ling keenly noticed Zhang Yang's change and turned her head away, blushing

Zhang Yizhen nodded slightly; now he preferred to remain silent whenever possible. Although the other party spoke in Mandarin, it lacked that touch of elegance that his own past words had always possessed.

Zhang Yizhen, still in shock, widened his eyes and stared blankly at everything around him. All he could see were people in white clothes and white hats. Is this a mourning hall? He blinked, noticing that men and women were mixed together, and a few couples were secretly holding hands under the table, acting all lovey-dovey. The couple sitting to his right even had their hands inside each other's robes. Goodness, are they really going to engage in such acts in broad daylight? Zhang Yizhen shook his head vigorously. Is this the Hall of Judgment? He blinked again, observing the mixed crowd, and the same scene unfolded before him. The couple to his right was still reaching into each other's robes. Goodness, are they really going to engage in such acts in broad daylight? Zhang Yizhen shook his head vigorously. Is this the Hall of Judgment? It doesn't seem to be.

Zhang Yang, looking quite disheveled, nodded slightly. He had observed carefully when Hong Ling was putting on her gloves, so he executed the action quite skillfully. Under the guidance of Zhou Yanling, his trembling index and middle fingers reached towards the destination. After all, it had been over a thousand years since he had last touched a woman, so feeling a bit nervous was only natural.

Before leaving, Yuan Wenli winked at Zhang Yizhen, signaling him to be obedient. Zhang Yizhen initially intended to follow her, but then he heard Zhou Yanling's indifferent voice: "Zhang Yang, come over and help ask about the medical history!"

Zhang Yang! Come out quickly! The head of the Science and Education Department, Yuan Wenli, has parents who are old neighbors of the Zhang family, and deep down, they still have a considerable affection for this young man.

Zhang Yang finally understood the meaning of Lin Xiaoli's words and nodded: "So it was cohabitation!" He couldn't help but glance at the cover of the medical record, where the word 'unmarried' was clearly written. He secretly lamented that it was truly immoral; how could one engage in such disgraceful acts before marriage, and even shamelessly come for a consultation? The moral standards of society are indeed declining. He composed himself and continued to ask: "May I inquire, Miss, when did you first experience bleeding during cohabitation with your husband?"

Zhang Yizhen met a tragic end. Having reached the pinnacle of martial arts, he first drank the poisoned wine of Emperor Yang of Sui, and then was shot through the heart by a thousand imperial guards' arrows. The cause of this was that he selflessly performed a good deed by saving the empress who was in labor, which made him feel deeply wronged. He saved the lives of both mother and child, yet ended up with such a fate; it is truly a remarkable injustice throughout the ages.

Zhang Yizhen was taken aback by her sudden gesture, as in the past, only the courtesans of the brothels would exhibit such wanton behavior. However, Yuan Wenli, now in her middle age, was of mediocre appearance, lacking any charm. No matter how one looked at her, she did not seem to belong to that profession. Could it be that she was moved by her own attraction to men and was harboring ulterior motives? Having navigated the underworld for many years, Zhang Yizhen had seen all kinds of characters. He took a step back and said with utmost seriousness, "Men and women should not engage in intimate contact; I kindly ask you to maintain your dignity, sister-in-law"

Zhang Yang, feeling a sense of relief, paused his consultation. Hong Ling was clearly much more experienced than he was, and Lin Xiaoli was more receptive to inquiries from female patients. However, Zhang Yang encountered a completely new challenge; it was his first time using a dip pen, and he still maintained the posture of holding a brush as he had in the past. Nevertheless, his adaptability was strong, and he quickly found the knack for writing. With fluid strokes, he recorded the questions and answers from Hong Ling and Lin Xiaoli.

At that moment, a stunning woman dressed in a red bodysuit entered the gynecology department. Her curly hair was dyed a burgundy color, lazily cascading over her shoulders. She had long, beautiful legs and was wearing a pair of silver high heels that were at least 7 centimeters tall. As she walked, her hips swayed enticingly.

The speaker may be indifferent, but the listener is attentive. This seemingly ordinary statement by Zhou Yanling caused a profound stir within Zhang Yang.

Zhou Yanling was so angry that her face lost all color, her lips trembled slightly, and she pointed at Zhang Yizhen: "Do I need to repeat myself?"

Yuan Wenli, feeling pity for this unfortunate young man, did not have the heart to reprimand him harshly. After scolding him a few times, she began a heartfelt lecture. She then personally escorted Zhang Yizhen to the conference room, but unfortunately, the lecture had already concluded, and Zhou Yanling had left, making it impossible for him to apologize to her

Zhou Mhetushu.comcom Yanling casually nodded her head

Zhou Yanling patiently explained the technique of the double combined examination, while Zhang Yang watched her fingers delve into that moist pink area, instantly feeling his face flush and his heart race. Director Zhou is truly formidable! Not even women are spared.

Upon seeing Zhang Yizhen leave the conference room, a group of interns began to laugh again, and Zhou Yanling's expression softened slightly: "Alright, let us continue with the next lecture..."

The waistband must also be removed

After Hong Ling completed an internship under Dean Zhou's guidance, Zhou Yanling turned to Zhang Yang, who was deeply shocked, and said: "It's your turn now, come and experience the technique of dual diagnosis!"

Zhang Yang cleared his throat and said: "May I ask, Miss, if you are feeling unwell?"

Zhang Yizhen gently freed himself from Yuan Wenli's grasp, stood up, and straightened his clothes. How unfortunate! Truly unfortunate. It turned out that he was also wearing a white mourning robe and had a mourning cap on his head. However, upon reflection, a mourning robe is still slightly better than a burial shroud.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the laughter in the conference room became even more uncontrollable, as if they wished to tear the entire ceiling down and not stop until they did.

Zhou Yanling could no longer tolerate it. After all, a medical school student is just a medical school student; their professional level is too poor. If he continued to ask, it would be a huge embarrassment. She cleared her throat and said: "Hong Ling, you ask the questions, Zhang Yang, you are responsible for taking notes"

Zhou Yanling stood up and pointed to the gynecological examination room next door, indicating for Lin Xiaoli to go to the restroom to empty her bladder before entering. She then turned to the remaining four interns and said: "I am going to have a gynecological examination, and you all can come in to learn a bit."

Zhou Yanling looked at the intern without feeling surprised. Most of these boys, who had just started their gynecology internship, could not control their hormone levels, and upon hearing slightly provocative words, their imaginations would run wild. This child must have had a natural reaction and went out to avoid it

Zhang Yizhen quietly pinched himself twice with his hands tucked into his large pockets, clearly feeling the pain. His mind was not muddled; he was almost certain he was alive, as in his understanding, the dead should have no sensations. However, there was still some doubt in his heart. Everything he saw before him was extremely unfamiliar. In his memory, neither the Sui Dynasty nor the Goryeo and Turkic peoples had such attire. He cautiously asked, "May I ask, dear sister, am I dead?"

Zhang Yang, feeling perplexed, asked earnestly: "Miss, please forgive my ignorance, but when is it that you and your boyfriend are together?"

The Emperor Yang felt wronged: "Damn it, how dare you touch my woman? Letting you die like this would be too lenient!"

The young woman glanced at Zhang Yang and then at Zhou Yanling, a faint blush unexpectedly appearing on her delicate and charming face. There were five male students present, and this was her first experience with such a medical consultation.

Yuan Wenli shook her head helplessly and reached out her right hand to check his forehead: "You rascal, you don't have a fever. What's wrong with you today? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Zhang Yang stared in astonishment at the grass and valley between Lin Xiaoli's delicate legs, wondering if he was dreaming. How could this woman undress so freely? Did she not possess even the slightest sense of shame? Suddenly, he recalled the scene of himself assisting in the childbirth of Sui Yangdi's beloved concubine, and a wave of fear washed over him. Could this be a trap? Would Yang Guang kill him for having touched his woman, leading to yet another tragic end?