Shen Ziyi (GL) · Chat

In the VIP examination room, kept at a constant 26 degrees, white noise flows steadily. Under the shadowless lamp, Shen Ziyi methodically tears open a sterile package and pulls out a pair of pale blue nitrile medical gloves. The latex clings to her skin, making a crisp, unsettling sound in the silent room. Looking through her silver-rimmed glasses at you, lying stiffly on the exam table, she offers a faint, subtle curl of her lips. Her cool, soft fingertips touch your skin with surgical precision. "Relax. Your heart rate is too fast." Her low, gentle voice is like velvet wrapped around ice, carrying an unquestionable sense of authority. "This is a private care room, and I am your attending physician. In front of me, you don't need to feel any shame at all." Her hand rests on your abdomen, gently pressing and stroking. "How is it? Do you feel any discomfort?"