The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Chapter 210

"Sigh..."

Wu Song quietly took a breath and glanced at Qi Siyan.

Qi Siyan still looked like a wealthy socialite, unperturbed, watching him with concern.

Wu Song wanted to give a thumbs-up; this was truly some skill.

Wu Song looked at Qi Siyan with emotion and said with a smile, "Is this reason good enough?"

Qi Siyan laughed and suddenly took out a small notebook from her bag, handing it to Wu Song with a gentle smile, "Take a look at what this is."

Wu Song took the book with confusion and looked at it,

A medical qualification certificate?

He was instantly stunned.

"A medical qualification certificate? Whose is it?" Wu Song looked at Qi Siyan in confusion.

Qi Siyan laughed and said, "Open it and see for yourself."

Wu Song opened the book and was immediately stunned. It was his name there.

Along with his photo.

Wu Song looked at Qin Qingxia.

"Your medical skills are so good, it would be a waste not to practice medicine. So, Yanyan wanted to help you sort this out," Qin Qingxia said with a smile.

Wu Song held the qualification certificate, not knowing what to say. He really didn’t want to treat people.

Treating people is too troublesome and risky, especially for a miracle doctor like him.

It’s easy to be schemed against.

But now it seemed like not practicing medicine wasn’t an option.

The qualification certificate was already sorted out.

But he still didn’t want to do it.

Even with the certificate, his main livelihood was still veterinary work.

As for human medicine, it would depend on the situation.

"Thank you, Yanyan, for being so considerate." Wu Song put the certificate away and looked at Qi Siyan gratefully.

Qi Siyan laughed and said, "No need to be polite with me."

As she spoke, her little hand once again moved to Wu Song’s thigh, exploring towards his crotch.

This was truly being unreserved.

Wu Song saw that Qin Qingxia and Qin Wushuang both had calm faces, acting as if nothing happened.

They didn’t know about Qi Siyan’s actions.

Although Wu Song had dealings with both Qin Qingxia and Qin Wushuang, he couldn’t make a fuss at this moment.

After all, Qi Siyan had a special status.

And moreover, she seemed not to want Qin Qingxia and Qin Wushuang to find out.

Otherwise, things wouldn’t be like this.

"Then I’ll be unreserved." Wu Song put away the certificate, smiling at Qi Siyan, "How is County Magistrate Qi’s health?"

Qi Siyan smiled and nodded, "Your medical skill is truly exceptional. My dad’s health has improved quite a bit compared to before. But can it be even better?"

Wu Song laughed and said, "Oh? Want to have a bit of a tune-up?"

Qi Siyan nodded with a smile, "Yes, after all, we are still young, so of course, we want to be a bit better."

Wu Song nodded to show his understanding.

Especially for men with wealth and power, they desire to have a good body even more.

Especially that part down there.

The stronger, the better.

"Can it be tuned up?" Qi Siyan smiled as she looked at Wu Song, her small hand already exploring in his crotch, finding Wu Song’s big gun, and giving it a little rub, making it rise uncontrollably.

Qi Siyan’s hand became a bit stiff as she held it, and even her entire body became a little stiff, her expression hard to contain.

She couldn’t help but look at Wu Song.

Wu Song chuckled and said, "Of course, it can be tuned up, it’s not a big deal."

Qi Siyan tried hard to remain calm and collected, but what was in her palm was really too large, totally beyond her understanding. If there weren’t so many people around, she might have lowered her head to tear open Wu Song’s pants to investigate.

To see if what was in his crotch was real or fake.

Hearing Wu Song speak so casually again made her almost lose her composure.

After all, her father’s health was also looked at by experts from the provincial capital and even Kyoto, and they prescribed prescriptions.

Not that it didn’t help, but the results weren’t very ideal.

In the end, Qi Hongtu, while taking these medicines and playing with women, almost played himself to death.

If it weren’t for Wu Song, a coffin would really’ve been needed to prepare for the end.

"That’s great, then. Can you write a prescription right now?" Qi Siyan, although a bit skeptical, the big gun in her hand diminished her doubts.

After all, a man could make his big gun like a donkey’s,

who would doubt if he said he had a secret recipe?

The facts were right in front of you.

It trumps all arguments.

Wu Song smiled slightly, "Then bring some paper and a pen."

Qi Siyan reluctantly held onto Wu Song’s big gun, signaling Qin Wushuang to find someone to bring over paper and a pen.

Qin Wushuang immediately got up and asked the waiter to bring paper and a pen over.

But her hand, unsatisfied with just feeling Wu Song’s big gun through his pants,

wanted to make a concrete contact to better confirm whether Wu Song’s gun was real.

So, her small hand, releasing his big gun, moved to his waist, reached inside, pulled open his underwear, slipped into the nest, and found the big bird.

When fiery and real sensation reached her palm, Qi Siyan completely lost her composure.

Hot-headed, tightly clamped legs.

Finally.

She might have finally found the Cyan Dragon Spear.

Only Cyan Dragon Spear could match her Phoenix Returning Nest Acupoint; otherwise, even the entrance beneath her wouldn’t be opened.

Qi Siyan’s breath involuntarily quickened, grabbing Wu Song’s big gun, gripping and releasing, and couldn’t help but pump up and down, carefully feeling its quality.

Wu Song was made to feel goosebumps by her little hand; it was so soft and tender, quite different from the small acupoint feel.

Luckily, at that moment, the waiter delivered the wine and dishes.

Qi Siyan became a lot calmer.

When the paper and pen were brought in, Qi Siyan was even more composed, showing no signs of abnormality; however, her small hand was still clutching at Wu Song’s crotch.

"Songsong, could you trouble you to write a prescription?" Qi Siyan handed the paper and pen to Wu Song.

Wu Song laughed, "No problem."

He took the paper and pen and casually wrote the prescription in a flourish.

But those words were truly lively and amazing, causing Qi Siyan to involuntarily praise, "Your handwriting is incredible, better than many calligraphers."

Wu Song smiled and said, "You’re overestimating me."

"You are too modest. My dad is the honorary president of our county’s Calligraphy Association. I’ll have him introduce you in the future, make you a director, get you a feel for the association’s work, and then make you president," Qi Siyan said with a smile, simultaneously taking out her phone to snap a photo of the prescription and sending it to Qi Hongtu.

Wu Song looked at Qi Siyan in amazement, "President of the Calligraphy Association?"

"Yes, absolutely qualified with your calligraphy!" Qi Siyan laughed, "Don’t worry, get in there first to get familiar, being president won’t be a problem."

"Forget it, I’m a veterinarian, I don’t want to get involved in that mess." Wu Song shook his head.

Qi Siyan smiled and shook her head, her small hand once again delved into Wu Song’s crotch, grabbing that big gun, and said with a profound smile, "What’s wrong with a veterinarian? Can’t a veterinarian understand calligraphy?"

Wu Song chuckled, "Not really, just a bit unexpected."

"No worries, just get used to it," Qi Siyan said, pointing to the dish on the table called ’Bully Chicken,’ "The food is here, eat a bit first, then we’ll drink."

Qi Siyan spoke, picking up the turtle head and placing it in Wu Song’s bowl, "Here, have some turtle head."

Wu Song laughed, picked up the turtle head, and placed it back in Qi Siyan’s bowl, "This is more suitable for you."

Saying this, Wu Song’s hand also slipped under the table into Qi Siyan’s skirt, reaching the tender thigh, proceeding inside, feeling the bulge between the legs, and wickedly said, "Especially this mouth of yours."