The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Manager Yuan was filled with regret!

He never thought that this rural boy could ride on Brother Zhao Qi’s coattail…

‘Ah! What evil have I done? Why did I deduct Lil Song’s salary? Is there something wrong with my brain? ‘

Actually, Manager Yuan was wrong. This time, it was not Huang Xiaolong who was riding on Brother Zhao Qi’s coattail, on the contrary, it was Brother Zhao Qi who was riding on Huang Xiaolong’s coattail.

Heart diseases could cause death at every turn. Taking medicine was a temporary cure but not a permanent on. Since Huang Xiaolong vowed to completely cure Brother Zhao Qi’s heart disease, how could he not treat Huang Xiaolong as anything less than a Bodhisattva?

At thAt moment, the expression in Brother Zhao Qi’s eye when he looked at Manager Yuan’s eyes was a bit sinister. As soon as Huang Xiaolong said the word, Brother Zhao Qi did not mind going back to his old ways and used some methods to make Manager Yuan disappear completely…

Piak!!!!

Surprisingly, Manager Yuan slapped his own face and cried out, “I am in the wrong, Miracle Doctor, and Lil Song. I didn’t mean what I said. I was wrong. Lil Song took her job seriously and she is very dedicated to her job. I am going to give her a bonus! Yes, a bonus!”

Piak!!!!

Manager Yuan slapped himself left and right, and gave himself another resounding slap. “Miracle Doctor, I’m sorry, I apologize to you. It’s not that you are not educated, but I am the one with no quality. I have never read books. I am illiterate. My mouth is full of shit. You are a generous person. Please forgive an illiterate such as me…”

“Xiaolong, it’s okay…” Song Yuru was kind-hearted and quickly put in a good word for Manager Yuan.

Huang Xiaolong was not a ruthless person. Seeing Manager Yuan slap himself in the face, his anger dissipated. “Okay, just pay my wife’s salary.”

Finally, Manager Yuan gave Song Yuru a big red envelope. It contained 5,000 yuan, and he said it was a bonus.

Huang Xiaolong asked Song Yuru to keep the money. He and Brother Zhao Qi added each other as WeChat friends and exchanged mobile phone numbers.

Brother Zhao Qi personally escorted Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru out of the sales office, his attitude was very respectful.

“Xiaolong, my classmates and I have made an appointment to meet at Chun Hua Plaza. It’s almost time, let’s go,” Song Yuru said softly.

“Okay, let’s take the car. We’ll be there in no time.” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

“Ah? You have a car?” Song Yuru was taken aback.

“Yes, I have a car, it’s very comfortable to sit in,” Huang Xiaolong flaunted.

“Puff…Xiaolong, I really can’t tell that you are a car owner.” Song Yuruyan smiled. “What kind of high-end car is it?”

Not long after, Song Yuru got on Huang Xiaolong’s “high-end car”.

Ah yes, the BYD F3, very steady indeed.

As Huang Xiaolong drove, Song Yuru took out her cell phone and made a call.

“Qinghan, come quick…I found a doctor for you who can cure your illness… Trust me, we are BFFs, I won’t lie to you, ok? Yes, come, see you at Chun Hua Plaza.”

After she hung up, Song Yuru looked at Huang Xiaolong pitifully. “Xiaolong, you must help my friend…Also, when you meet her, you must not tease her… She is so pitiful, she can’t stand the gossip at school. On top of dropping out of school, she also attempted suicide several times…”

“Oh, wifey, is that the pregnant virgin?” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. “Don’t worry, I will do my best.”

Soon, the car arrived at Chun Hua Plaza. He found a parking spot and parked the car.

Chun Hua Plaza was quite large and lively. In the evening, countless middle-aged women gathered here to dance. During festivities, cultural evenings will be held here.

Near Chun Hua Plaza, there was a food street which was very popular among foodies.

After they got out of the car, Song Yuru was a little nervous. “Xiaolong, when you meet with my roommates and classmates, please keep it together…you have to act natural and relax…”

“Wifey, how could I not keep it together? Don’t forget, we have the fate of Mandarin-Ducks-and-Butterflies. God arranged for us to be together. Our love would make others green with envy,” Huang Xiaolong said solemnly.

“Oh my, can you please drop that” Song Yuru rolled her eyes at Huang Xiaolong. She gritted her teeth and took the initiative to take Huang Xiaolong’s arm. She said shyly, “Let’s go.”

Although they were separated by her clothing, Huang Xiaolong could still feel the temperature of Song Yuru’s skin and the delicate touch of Song porcelain.

The delicate fragrance of a virgin floated into Huang Xiaolong’s nose.

Sweet, pleasant!

Song Yuru took Huang Xiaolong’s arm and approached a huge Transformers model in the middle of the plaza.

Song Yuru smiled, waved at some people in the distance, and shouted. “Ruoyu, Xiaoqi, Shuangshuang…”

Huang Xiaolong followed her gaze and saw three girls about the same age as Song Yuru. Their looks and figures were not as good as Song Yuru’s, but they were dressed more fashionably than her. They wore platinum necklaces and watches.

The three girls all brought male companions. They were all well-dressed and their leather shoes were polished.

Song Yuru brought Huang Xiaolong over to join her companions.

“Huh? Yuru, and this is?” A girl pointed at Huang Xiaolong and asked. She was flat-looking with a hot body and an LV bag. Her surprised face looked like one that enjoyed gossip.

Song Yuru blushed. “Let me introduce to you, this is my boyfriend Xiaolong.”

“Huh? Boyfriend? Yuru, when did you have a boyfriend?” Another petite girl widened her eyes.

The three couples began to observe Huang Xiaolong, and soon, expressions of distaste appeared on their faces.

The girl carrying the LV bag even pulled Song Yuru over and whispered to her, “Yuru, are you kidding me? Him, your boyfriend? My God, I think he is a farmer. There are so many better guys from school pursuing you and you rejected them all, but…but you found a lame farmer. What do you see in him? Oh my!”

Hearing that, Song Yuru was a little unhappy. “Ruoyu, that’s horrible. What’s the matter with dating a farmer? Is being a farmer an embarrassing thing?”

“Tsk…as long as you like it,” the girl said teasingly. “You took my kind intentions the wrong way.”

The three men looked at each other. They were jealous, resentful, and frustrated.

Song Yuru’s hand was notoriously difficult to chase. The boys that she has rejected were many, those three included. However, today Song Yuru brought her boyfriend. If it was a rich second-generation official, they might accept it as fair. They did not expect it to be a farmer who had nothing to his name.

The three men’s faces were heating up as if they had been slapped.

“Ahem, Yuru’s boyfriend, right? Hello, I’m Ye Jian, Shuangshuang’s boyfriend. Our family is in the lumber factory business. Where do you study?” A tall and handsome young man stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Huang Xiaolong.

However, in his eyes, there was an undisguised provocation.

He took the initiative to mention his family background because he subversively wanted to check out Huang Xiaolong’s.

Ye Jian was also a classmate of Song Yuru. His family ran a timber factory and the business was decent. He had tens of millions in terms of assets. It can be said that he was on the higher-end in terms of looks and family background in school. He was also the main forward of the school football team and was very popular among girls.

Huang Xiaolong shook hands with Song Jian casually and smiled. “Hello, Yuru is my wifey. Well, I just came out of the village and don’t have a permanent job. I work when work is available and stay at home when I have none.”

Huh! Not only was he a farmer, but he also worked a part-time job, which made him equivalent to a vagrant!

“Hoho…” Ye Jian sneered. After he shook hands with Huang Xiaolong, he quickly took out a tissue and wiped his palms as if he had touched something dirty.

Song Jian’s girlfriend was Chen Shuangshuang, the small, petite girl. She said in a neutral tone, “Haih…He doesn’t have a job, his family is poor, and he came from the countryside. It must be painful for these two to be together. They have lived in different circles since childhood. Do they even have any common topics?”

The other two men were not interested in shaking hands with Huang Xiaolong. They just introduced themselves briefly and it was basically them showing off.

One of them was the son of the deputy director of the Finance Bureau in a district of Coast City.

The other’s parents were both university lecturers.

It can be said that the family background of the three men present was pretty good.

However, Huang Xiaolong did not put too much thought into it. He had contacts with billionaires such as Hong Quantao, Zou Shi, Cui Dong, and Director Qiu. Naturally, he did not care about these little characters who were jumping around.

Song Yuru felt furious seeing that her classmates were mocking Huang Xiaolong. She was afraid that Huang Xiaolong would be angry, so she hurriedly whispered in Huang Xiaolong’s ear, “Xiaolong, no matter what they think of you, you are always the strongest and the best in my heart. These guys judge people by their appearance, which is so annoying. I won’t hang out with them anymore! Humph!”

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said, “Wifey, it’s okay, I won’t lower myself to their level.”

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru were so intimate, Song Jian and the others were even more jealous and looked gloomy.

The son of the deputy director of the Finance Bureau, An Kang, even mockingly said, “She is not ashamed to have such a boyfriend, but rather, she’s proud, huh!”

Song Yuru could not take it anymore. “You are too much, what does it have to do with you?”

Seeing Song Yuru getting angry, the three girls hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

At that moment, a moonlight white Maserati drove into Chun Hua Plaza and parked in a spot not far from Huang Xiaolong and the others.

“Is it Shu Qinghan’s car?” Song Jian looked at Maserati’s license plate number, his face displeased. “Yuru, did you call Shu Qinghan?”

“Yeah.” Song Yuru nodded. “I asked Qinghan to come to meet us.”

“Oh my, Yuru, this kind of unscrupulous woman…Are you still hanging out with her? She is pregnant and she doesn’t even know who is the father of the child. Isn’t that a bastard child…” The hot girl who was carrying an LV bag, Fang Ruoyu, had a look of contempt.

“Ruoyu, what a horrible thing to say!” Song Yuru said angrily. “Qinghan is not that kind of person at all!”

“The words are horrible, but it is the truth.” Chen Shuangshuang frowned.

Song Yuru ignored them and quickly said to Huang Xiaolong, “Xiaolong, lunch is of secondary importance. Take a look at Qinghan first.”

The Maserati’s door opened and someone came out of the driver’s seat.

It was a girl with short hair in maternity clothes.