The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

As she was asking him for a favor, when Song Yuru made the two requests, she gave Huang Xiaolong a cute and charming look. “Huang Xiaolong, could you please…”

Huang Xiaolong observed Song Yuru—her snow-white skin, clear and smart eyes, a pure and charming face. He considered it for a few seconds and shook his head. “No. First wife, I can’t agree with your second request. I won’t pretend to be your boyfriend.”

“Huh?” Song Yuru felt anxious.

After all, Song Yuru was recognized as the campus belle in school, but she never had a boyfriend. Her friends from the dormitory would often introduce people to her, which made her feel very embarrassed. This time, she had invited everyone to dinner. If she did not bring a male companion, it would inevitably be another meetup with a large serving of criticism.

It just so happened that she bumped into Huang Xiaolong today, and as she subconsciously had a good impression of him, she thought about it and was prepared to have Huang Xiaolong act as her boyfriend to fulfill her urgent need.

“Huang Xiaolong, why won’t you help spare me a bit of dignity…You have taken advantage of me several times, and you even call me your ‘first wife’. Now you won’t even help me with such a small thing… How cruel …” Song Yuru lamented in mock heartbreak.

“No, first wife, we have the binding fate of Mandarin-Ducks-and-Butterflies. We are destined to get married, have children, and live a happy life. I am your boyfriend. Why should I need to pretend?” Huang Xiaolong said with an earnest look on his face.

“Oh…” Song Yuru was stunned. As she processed Huang Xiaolong’s words, a rosy red glow suddenly appeared on her pretty face. ‘Oh my, I am still studying. Get married? Have a baby? I’m not even an adult yet! ‘

“First wife, I can accompany you to lunch with your classmates, but I won’t be a fake, you know that right?” Huang Xiaolong said.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuru felt relieved and smiled. “Okay, but, in front of my classmates, you are not allowed to call me ‘first wife’. Besides…if you want to be my boyfriend, I have to test you. After all, we only met twice…”

Song Yuru was still a little reserved.

“Okay, first wife, you can put me to the test,” Huang Xiaolong said with a confident and cheeky smile.

‘Test? I’ve already said it many times, we have the fate of Mandarin-Ducks-and-Butterflies, so no matter how you test me, you can’t change the final result…’

“I said you can’t call me ‘first wife’!”

“Okay, wifey.”

“…”

Huang Xiaolong helped Song Yuru and distributed a bunch of flyers.

“Xiaolong, let’s go to the sales office now to collect the salary for the past few days.” Because they were going for lunch as a boyfriend and girlfriend, Song Yuru also warmed up for the task. She addressed him as “Xiaolong”, dropping his surname “Huang”, which made the two of them seem closer.

“Okay, let’s collect your salary.” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

The two walked side by side out of Flower Lake Street.

“Xiaolong…I’ll be buying lunch today, but I don’t have much in my pocket now. That’s why I must go and collect the salary for the last few days from this part-time job before I can have the money to buy lunch,” Song Yuru explained somewhat sheepishly. “Xiaolong, are you disappointed? I’m no rich girl, just a poor child.”

“Ah?” Huang Xiaolong looked dazed. “Wifey, what are you talking about? Why should I be disappointed? Whether you are rich or poor, good or bad, we have the fate of Mandarin-Ducks-and-Butterflies. We will get married, have children, and live a happy life… Besides, even if you don’t have the money to buy lunch, I do. I have made a lot of money…”

“Tsk…I don’t need your money.” Song Yuru blushed and felt a sweet warmth in her heart when she heard Huang Xiaolong’s words.

The sales office was nearby, so Huang Xiaolong did not drive but walked Song Yuru there.

It was an elegantly decorated and dazzling sales office.

The geographic location and feng shui of this property were good, and there was a lot of free space, so the sales were booming.

Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru walked in and saw many customers chattering around the sand table of the product model building. The sales ladies were diligently promoting their products.

“Xiaolong, wait for me. I’ll go to the manager to collect the salary.” Song Yuru smiled sweetly at Huang Xiaolong and then walked toward the office.

Huang Xiaolong found a random sofa and sat down.

Based on his attire, it did not look like he came to buy a house, so no one came to serve him.

Before long, he saw Song Yuru and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking out together.

The man’s face was stern and meticulous, while Song Yuru seemed to be desperately explaining something with a pleading look on her face.

“Manager Yuan, I have worked very hard these past days…Please don’t deduct my salary…” Song Yuru felt helpless.

Including today’s work, Song Yuru worked on her part-time job for a total of 6 days. It was agreed that the daily salary was 100 yuan, which should add up to 600 yuan.

However, Manager Yuan abruptly decided to cut Song Yuru’s salary, only intending to give her 300 yuan.

The reason was that when Song Yuru distributed the flyers, there were some leftovers each day that failed to be distributed and were returned to the sales office.

This girl was too innocent!

When others handed out flyers, they would throw away any unfinished ones before returning.

She, on the other hand, returned the flyers that were not distributed to the sales office!

“Lil Song, I am not denying how hard you work. But you are given over a hundred flyers every day, and sometimes you fail to even give out half of them. Your work efficiency is too low,” Manager Yuan said with a straight face. “Our company has rules and regulations, and we can give you half of your salary. We are already taking into account that you are a college student who is working hard. Otherwise, you would not even get a penny!”

Song Yuru gritted her teeth, her apricot eyes brimming with tears, and she was very aggrieved. “But…Manager Yuan, I saw other people handing out flyers… They would throw away the leftovers. I didn’t want to deceive the company, so…so I didn’t throw them away…”

Song Yuru was really desperate. She had to get her full salary to be able to afford to invite her classmates to lunch. Based on the prices at Coast City, 300 yuan was not enough to treat guests!

“Wifey, what’s the matter?” Huang Xiaolong ran over and addressed Manager Yuan, “Hey, are you not paying my wife?”

“Who are you?” Manager Yuan noticed that the guy yelling at him was just a little farmer. He said grumpily, “What nonsense are you spewing? How uneducated!”

“It’s okay, Xiaolong…” Song Yuru quickly pulled Huang Xiaolong to the side.

“Wifey, what is the matter, are you being bullied? Tell me, I will help you out,” Huang Xiaolong said, his temper rising slightly.

In Huang Xiaolong’s philosophy, his woman could not be bullied. This incident rubbed him the wrong way.

However, before Song Yuru could tell him about her salary deduction, there was a sudden disturbance in the sales office.

Someone was screaming…

“Hurry up and call 120! Hurry up! Call an ambulance!”

“His face is totally white, it could be a case of sudden death!”

“I don’t see any breathing. It might be too late to call an ambulance. Is there a doctor here? Hurry up! There’s no time. Who’s in charge of this sales office? If someone died in their office, surely they’d be responsible.”

…

A young woman dressed professionally ran toward Manager Yuan with a panicked face. “Manager Yuan, something has happened! A customer suddenly fainted…Please go and take a look.”

“Suddenly fainted?” Manager Yuan was quite calm. “Don’t panic, it must be some health condition. This has nothing to do with our sales office. Everything is under control.”

The young woman was sweating profusely. “No, Manager Yuan, the one…the one who fainted is Seventh Brother…”

Manager Yuan’s expression stiffened. “Which…Which Seventh Brother?”

“Brother Zhao Qi of the Urban Area…” The young woman said with a look of fear.

“Oh no! Not good!” Manager Yuan slapped his thigh and the sweat dripped on his forehead.

If an ordinary person fainted or even died in the sales office, Manager Yuan believed that he could handle it properly.

However, the one who fainted here today was Brother Zhao Qi of the Urban Area!

He was a famous Mafia Boss in Coast City!

With his pair of fists, this man had forcibly carved out a niche in Coast City. These days, he was whitewashed [1]and got involved in legal businesses. However, he still had a lot of connections within the mafia gangs. The desperadoes and younger members raised by him numbered at over a hundred people.

To put it bluntly, if Brother Zhao Qi were to die in this sales office, Manager Yuan might be hacked to death by his younger members in an act of vengeance! The entire sales office would be demolished!

“Go…Go…hurry up and take a look! Hurry up!” Manager Yuan walked over quickly.

“Wifey, let’s check out what’s going on.” Huang Xiaolong smiled and ran over, holding Song Yuru’s little hand.

The two ran over and saw a middle-aged man in his forties lying on the floor. His face was pale as paper, the sweat on his forehead was gurgling out like a waterfall. His expression was extremely pained and his breathing was barely there. It seemed like it was a sudden illness and he might die any second.

Many people were watching, but no one knew how to give first-aid.

“F*ck!” A sturdy young man grabbed Manager Yuan by the collar, the expression on his eyes was fierce. “You are the person in charge here, right? I tell you, if anything happens to Seventh Brother today, I will kill you!”

Manager Yuan was frightened. “Big…Big brother…It’s none of our business…Seventh Brother…Seventh Brother…He is sick. We sell houses here. It really…really has nothing to do with us. Big brother, can you be reasonable?”

Piak!!!!

The sturdy young man slapped Manager Yuan across the face, leaving five red fingerprints on his face. “Be reasonable? F*ck, are you reasoning with me? I’ve never been a person of reason! Seventh Brother fell sick here, so you have to be responsible for everything!”

Manager Yuan looked at Brother Zhao Qi’s face and cried out, “I’m dead meat, I’m dead meat this time… Seventh Brother is about to die, and I have to be buried with him…the injustice! ‘

When Song Yuru saw Manager Yuan looking like a helpless child, she felt some sympathy in her heart. She tugged on Huang Xiaolong’s sleeve. “Xiaolong, do you think this person can still be cured?”

“Yes.” Huang Xiaolong nodded nonchalantly. “Wifey, watch me!”

With that, Huang Xiaolong walked over to the scene.

“Boy, what are you doing?” The burly young man tossed Manager Yuan to the side, then stared at Huang Xiaolong fiercely.

“This person’s life is in danger. First-aid measures must be taken immediately. By the time the ambulance arrives, it will be too late.” Huang Xiaolong exuded a firm air of righteousness as he spoke.

“Uh…” The young man was taken aback and said suspiciously, “You’re a doctor?”

Huang Xiaolong did not answer, but took a few silver needles from his canvas bag and squatted down.

He could tell at a glance that Brother Zhao Qi was having a heart attack, so he planned to give him some pokes.

Suddenly…

“Wait! What are you doing?”

A man’s voice sounded with a hint of anger and stopped Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked up to see a handsome man in his twenties who was wearing a white shirt and stared at him haughtily.

“Who are you? What are you trying to do to this injured man?” His face was gloomy, and a sneer of disdain broke out at the corner of his mouth. He questioned Huang Xiaolong in a very unkind tone.

[1] within this context, ‘whitewashed’ is used to describe someone from a mafia background who slowly removed himself from precious mafia dealings and towards legal business