Step by Step, The Tricks of a Swindler

"Ah...!"

Second Madam Hsieh let out a scream, clutching her pants as she tumbled off the operating table in panic.

"I don't want treatment anymore, Dr. Feng, I can't do this." Second Madam Hsieh's face was flushed, and she shook her head repeatedly, not caring how disheveled she looked.

How could this be treatment? This was clearly, clearly...

If Dr. Feng weren't a woman, she would've already killed herself out of shame.

Serena Feng still held the dilator awkwardly midair, caught in an embarrassing moment.

She hadn't even started the actual examination—she just wanted to place the dilator in. Was this reaction really necessary?

"Second Madam, I'm a doctor. Please trust me—there's nothing indecent about this, it's just a routine check." Serena couldn't help but sympathize with male gynecologists.

How do those male doctors even survive with patients this sensitive?

"But, but that thing..." Second Madam Hsieh still shook her head, clutching her pants tightly.

Such things are clearly meant to be used between men and women in the bedroom, just for amusement. As the principal wife, she would never use something like that. Only prostitutes and concubines would do such shameless things.

"This is an auxiliary tool for examination, nothing else. I have to open your uterus so I can reach inside." Serena Feng repeated the importance of the exam and made it clear this was necessary.

"Second Madam, rest assured, I've brought gloves. It's absolutely clean and won't cause any gynecological disease." Serena pretended not to notice Second Madam Hsieh's embarrassment, deliberately changing the subject.

Second Madam Hsieh's face was so red it looked like she might bleed, biting her lip and shaking her head.

She couldn't accept such a humiliating examination. Usually, only old matrons would inspect girls for virginity or strange odors—how could a young woman like Serena Feng do such a thing?

Even those old matrons wouldn't go as far as Serena—reaching in and stuffing something into her lower body.

"Doctor Feng, I... I can't go through with this." Second Madam Hsieh said with great difficulty. She wanted treatment, but just couldn't accept this kind of exam right now.

"Not treating it? Second Madam, are you sure? Don't you want a child? Are you really giving up just because of this? Will you regret it? Second Madam, we're both women—if I don't mind, why should you?" Serena Feng looked helplessly at the ceiling.

I'm an unmarried girl and I don't care—why should a married woman like Second Madam be so embarrassed?

"I do want a child, but..." Second Madam Hsieh's refusal was just a moment of impulse, or maybe she was trying to escape the shame of the exam.

As a doctor with a conscience, Serena Feng wouldn't abandon a patient just because she said she didn't want treatment. Serena gently persuaded her:

"Second Madam, just think of this as a routine exam. For me, examining you there is no different than checking your ear or eye—it's just another organ of the body."

Seeing Serena Feng's sincere expression, Second Madam Hsieh's resistance began to weaken. "Doctor Feng, could I think about it a little longer?"

"Of course."

Second Madam Hsieh sat on the floor, hesitated for a long time, then quietly climbed back up and nodded, just as Serena Feng had expected.

Serena Feng let out a sigh of relief. "Second Madam, don't worry, I'll make sure to finish the exam as quickly as possible."

"Alright, I trust you, Doctor Feng." Her longing for a child finally overcame her shyness. Second Madam lay down again, slid down her pants, still nervous and uneasy about the exam, but Serena's calm demeanor helped her relax a little.

A doctor's compassion—right now, this person was a physician, and everything she did was for the patient's benefit.

Exhaling deeply... After a good bit of mental preparation, Second Madam Hsieh finally relaxed, lay flat, and parted her legs.

Just treat it... just treat it like... being with your husband!

If Serena Feng knew what Second Madam was thinking, she'd probably be exasperated!

"Spread your legs a little wider." Serena Feng said calmly, then slid the uterine dilator into Second Madam Hsieh's vagina.

Second Madam Hsieh's body trembled. She bit her lip, suppressed a scream, and did her best to cooperate.

At this point, she couldn't back out anymore.

Serena Feng didn't give Second Madam a chance to regret. Once the dilator was in, she began the exam and determined the surgical incision site.

"Ah... it hurts." Second Madam cried out, her cheeks growing even redder.

"Where does it hurt? Here? Or here?" Serena Feng was all seriousness; just as she said, to her, this was just another organ. She reached in and checked, not the least bit embarrassed.

Serena's calm and focus affected Second Madam, who quietly replied, "On the left, a little higher up."

"Here?" Serena pressed lightly and frowned. "There's a bit of inflammation. I'll prescribe some medicine for you—take it for a few days."

"Alright." At this point, Second Madam would agree to whatever Serena said.

Serena continued the examination. Second Madam cried out in pain again. After about fifteen minutes, Serena finally located the blockage in the fallopian tube and determined the incision site for surgery.

Serena Feng removed the dilator, dropped it into boiling water, threw her gloves into the medical waste bin, and started washing her hands.

Water, disinfectant, water, hand soap, water—doctors tend to be a little obsessive about cleanliness. After thoroughly washing her hands, Second Madam dressed herself, still a bit flushed and embarrassed, but regaining her composure and dignity as a noble lady.

Serena Feng was relieved Second Madam wasn't too embarrassed. Clearly, Second Madam was a woman of some experience.

"Second Madam, please sit. I'll prescribe some medicine, and you'll take two bottles of cleansing solution to use at night. Also, it's best to avoid marital relations for the next few days and keep the area clean. Come back for a follow-up exam in seven days. If all goes well, we can proceed with treatment."

"Alright, I'll remember." Second Madam nearly wanted to bang her head against the wall at the thought of another exam in seven days, but reassured herself that the second time would be easier.

Serena Feng picked up a charcoal pencil and wrote down some precautions in bold, flowing script.

"Second Madam, let me explain your condition simply. The reason you can't conceive is that the internal pipe meant to nurture a child is blocked. What I need to do now is clear it for you.

I'll make a small incision on your lower abdomen, about the length of a finger. There will be a scar, but don't worry—I'll suture it beautifully so the scar won't be unsightly."

Treating Second Madam's condition requires a step-by-step explanation. If Serena had said everything at the start, Second Madam would never have accepted her treatment.

This is the same principle used in modern scams—using sunk-cost psychology so people can't pull out.

It's like those investment schemes: at first, they promise huge returns if you invest a little. Once you've put money in, they find reasons for you to invest more.

At that point, if you stop investing, you lose your initial money. But if you keep going, maybe you'll get a big return. So you keep going, convincing yourself you haven't been cheated.

Serena used the same logic: first promise a cure, then persuade Second Madam to accept the exam, and only after she'd endured the shame did Serena explain the surgery.

Now, if Second Madam refused the surgery, all the embarrassment she'd suffered would feel wasted. In her mind, she'd already 'sacrificed' so much—if she didn't accept Serena's proposal, it would all be meaningless.

But Serena is different from a scammer. Scammers sell empty promises that only drag you deeper, while Serena's approach is practical—the Second Madam's 'sacrifices' will soon be rewarded...

Serena's pragmatic approach will soon bring Second Madam real results.

But that's the difference between Serena Feng and a scammer: a scammer just paints you a picture and leads you deeper and deeper, while Serena is practical—Second Madam's 'sacrifices' will soon be rewarded...