The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Chapter 41

Song Mengtian was taken aback, then her face turned red with embarrassment as she looked at Wu Song in disbelief: "How do you know?"

She hurriedly denied: "No, it’s not. Don’t say anything absurd... We’re here to ask about your case, don’t mind other things."

Yet her heart was full of doubt; her frequent irregular menstruations had troubled her for a long time. She’s visited many hospitals but the treatments were ineffective.

But that’s not the point. The point is that this condition was her private matter that she hadn’t told anyone else.

She didn’t know Wu Song and today was their first meeting.

Yet Wu Song had directly mentioned it.

How did he know?

Wu Song smiled slightly and said: "Beautiful officer, there’s no shame in seeing a doctor. Although your illness isn’t fatal, it’s quite uncomfortable."

"Each time you think it’s ending, and you don’t need a big plaster, it suddenly surges forth, overflowing and messing up your underwear. It might even stain your pants, it’s terribly embarrassing."

"And when you put on a big plaster, waiting for the surge, it drips slowly, squeezing out bit by bit..."

Before Wu Song could finish, Song Mengtian’s face was so red it could fry an egg, hurriedly interrupting him: "Stop talking!"

Wu Song smiled slightly and stopped speaking.

Just then, Gao Dalong also walked in.

Seeing Song Mengtian’s unusual state, he frowned and asked: "What’s going on? What’s the matter?"

Song Mengtian glanced at Gao Dalong in panic, quickly responding: "Nothing, master."

Gao Dalong looked coldly at Wu Song: "Harassing a female officer is a serious crime."

Wu Song spread his hands and smiled: "Officer Gao, you’ve misunderstood. I’d never dare to harass a female officer. I was just discussing some professional knowledge."

"Professional knowledge? What do you do?" Gao Dalong asked.

"Veterinarian," Wu Song replied.

"Huh? You’re... you’re a veterinarian?" Song Mengtian exclaimed in surprise, staring at Wu Song with her alluring little mouth wide open.

A veterinarian was able to instantly identify her problem?

And he described it precisely.

How is that possible?

Gao Dalong turned to Song Mengtian: "So what were you talking about earlier?"

"Nothing, just some medical topics. I thought he was a legitimate doctor, turns out he’s a veterinarian." Song Mengtian hurriedly covered up.

Gao Dalong had no suspicion; even if he had doubts, Song Mengtian’s silence made it difficult to pursue. He began asking Wu Song about Wu Dalin’s video situation.

Wu Song briefly explained Wu Dalin’s situation.

Song Mengtian quickly took notes.

"Alright, we got it. Leave your contact information, and if we need your collaboration, we’ll get in touch." Gao Dalong said to Wu Song.

He felt Wu Dalin’s video in the group seemed somewhat unusual.

Yet many cases, those most unusual turn out to be the correct answers.

Wu Dalin, the village secretary, had wielded his power in the Wu Family Village for years. If he drank too much, feeling bold, and couldn’t resist sending such a video, it wouldn’t be surprising.

Because there really are jokers who send such videos. _{free.webn\ove(l)(.)c(o)m}

Even some leaders mistakenly send racy messages meant for mistresses to work groups.

Wu Dalin likely did this during a drunk or unstable moment. Afterwards, he regretted it when the situation escalated beyond control, thus letting Wu Song take the fall.

"Okay, bring the phone over, we’ll extract the fingerprint." Gao Dalong took Wu Dalin’s phone to extract the fingerprint and left with Song Mengtian.

As Song Mengtian was about to leave, Wu Song reminded her: "Officer Song, I’ve left my phone number with you, contact me anytime if there’s an issue."

Song Mengtian was momentarily stunned, then she realized Wu Song wasn’t referring to the case but to her irregular menstruation.

But outsiders wouldn’t know, thinking he was talking about the case.

Song Mengtian feigned calmness, nodded, and left in the police car with Gao Dalong.

Wu Yuling immediately sneered: "Once they extract your fingerprint from my dad’s phone, let’s see how you argue."

"Extract my fingerprint? It wasn’t me who filmed it, so what’s the point?" Wu Song gave Wu Yuling a sidelong glance and snorted: "Just like how I didn’t sleep with you, yet you claim the baby in your belly is mine. Do you think that holds up?"

"Nonsense! I’m not pregnant!" Wu Yuling retorted angrily, "I’m still a virgin!"

"Rare indeed, after years of college still maintaining your virginity! In that regard, you’re impressive." Wu Song gave Wu Yuling a thumbs up.

Wu Yuling proudly said: "Nonsense, I’m not a casual woman."

"Once casual, no longer human." Wu Song smirked.

"I’ll kick you to death!" Wu Yuling lunged at Wu Song again.

Wu Song raised his hand to catch her, but Wu Yuling recoiled, hastily withdrawing her leg to escape being manipulated into a split by Wu Song.

"Get out of here, don’t stay in my house!" Wu Dalin glared gloomily at Wu Song, shooing him away.

"Smack!"

Wu Song slapped Wu Dalin across the face, coldly saying: "Did I give you respect or not?"

Wu Dalin clutched his face, furious: "Fine Wu Song, you’re doomed, I’m going to call the police now!"

"Go ahead, call them. I’ll have Huang Heihu come to your house every day, just try calling!" Wu Song retorted threateningly.

Wu Dalin was intimidated.

Wu Yuling, infuriated, lunged at Wu Song, "You bastard! You dare hit my father!"

Wu Song grabbed Wu Yuling’s wrist, pulling her into his arms. Her two firm breasts pressed against Wu Song’s chest, the soft sensation clear even through the thin fabric.

Even the tips of two Acacia Red Beans could faintly be felt.

Wu Song instinctively rubbed his chest, his bean connecting with Wu Yuling’s bean, creating a sudden electric thrill.

Wu Yuling’s eyes widened as she froze in shock, unable to move.

She hadn’t expected that trying to avenge Wu Dalin with a slap would end up so embarrassingly for her.

"Bastard!"

Feeling Wu Song’s small knee movements, a tingling sensation spread from her privates, making her furious and embarrassed as she struggled to escape.

Yet the more she struggled, the harder Wu Song’s knee pressed, deeply against Wu Yuling’s sensitive area.