One finger was ecstasy, two fingers were bone eroding, and three fingers were immortal. Ye Qing, a medical genius, had a pair of hands that could make women want to die. He was good at treating all kinds of difficult gynecology diseases. He was surrounded by school belles, mature sisters, police beauties, lolis, and other women of all kinds. Handsome guy, stop. You can’t touch that. The beautiful lady called out coquettishly.