The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Murderers? Kidnapping a little girl?

Phrases like these were enough to make an ordinary person’s blood run cold.

Because they had already been convinced by Huang Xiaolong’s display of god-like medical prowess, Hong Quantao, Zou Shi, and Song Yuru had absolute unshakeable faith in his judgment.

“Then we’d better quickly report them to the authorities! There should be railroad police on the train,” Song Yuru lowered her voice, whispering nervously.

“To be honest, there’s no need for something as complicated as reporting them; I could crush these petty vermin into powder just between thoughts,” Huang Xiaolong declared, almost completely unconcerned.

“You’re still bragging at a time like this?” Song Yuru was almost frantic. An image flashed through her mind of this village boy, Huang Xiaolong, with his finely chiseled features, battling two extremely vicious murderers barehanded… as attractive a prospect as this was, it did not bear thinking about!

Right at this moment, someone else made their way through the aisle of the carriage.

It was an extremely beautiful young woman of mature and regal appearance!

She stood around 1.7 meters in height and looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a head of wavy burgundy hair that spilled casually over her shoulders. Her thin lips glistened in her oval face with a sheen of pink lip gloss. Her eyes in particular were luminous and smoky—who knows how many men would have drowned in their depths if it were not for her shrouded gaze.

The most attractive thing about her was her poise. She carried herself with an icy demeanor, like an alpine flower on a high mountain peak—admired from a distance but untouchable.

Even though his First Wife, Song Yuru, was beside him and already a rare enough prom-queen beauty, she paled slightly in comparison with the oneesan in front of him. 1

‘Huh… if I were to take such an oneesan as my wife, wouldn’t that be cool…’ Huang Xiaolong swallowed, staring at the young lady as she threaded her way through the aisle and into the next carriage.

Following right at her heels were several severe-looking middle-aged men. 

“Haha, Huang Xiaolong, you’re not serious, right? One look at a pretty woman and you can’t tear your eyes away?” An inexplicable feeling of irritation rose in Song Yuru’s heart and she felt a pang of jealousy.

Abruptly, Huang Xiaolong exclaimed, “Huh! This oneesan is a police officer. It looks like we don’t need to make a report after all; she’ll handle the criminals.”

“How do you know she’s a police officer? She’s not even in uniform!” Song Yuru stared with disbelief.

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi also looked at Huang Xiaolong with perplexed expressions.

Zou Shi said solemnly, “Miracle Doctor sir, we’d like to know how you determined that.”

Huang Xiaolong explained slowly and deliberately, “This oneesan’s Yang qi is very strong.”1

“Huh? Very strong Yang qi? What does this have to do with police officers?” Song Yuru looked increasingly confused the more she listened.

“Traditionally, femininity is Yin while masculinity is Yang. In ancient times, a woman with such vigorous Yang qi would have worked in feudal Chinese government offices. Aren’t these ancient feudal government offices the equivalent of our modern-day police stations? From this, I can determine that this oneesan must be a plainclothed police officer.”

Huang Xiaolong explained his analytical thought process.

“Miracle Doctor sir, your analysis is actually very logical… sir, you really are an extraordinary genius!” Hong Quantao exclaimed in sincere admiration.

Right at this moment…

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without warning, the echo of gunfire came abruptly from the carriage in front, followed by terrified screaming and sounds of utter confusion. 

“What? They’ve already made a move?” Huang Xiaolong jumped from his seat and hurried in the direction of the gunshots. 

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi followed hot on his heels.

Song Yuru was so startled by the sound of gunfire that she turned pale. She was afraid to remain in the carriage on her own, so she hastily stood up and ran after Huang Xiaolong. “Huang Xiaolong, wait for me—slow down!”

As they passed through the first few carriages, they saw several railroad police comforting passengers along the way.

Finally, in one of the carriages, Huang Xiaolong saw the two vicious kidnappers sprawled in a pool of blood. They had been shot in the head and had long since expired.

The little girl had also been rescued without any complications and was now in the arms of one of the railroad police. 

However, the oneesan had also succumbed to a bullet and collapsed onto the floor!

She had been shot near the heart and her clothes were already soaked through with blood. Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her breathing indistinct—her vital signs were getting weaker and weaker!

“Hurry! Squad Leader Lin needs emergency treatment! Quickly!” One of the men who had been following the young lady cried out frantically, his composure completely broken. 

Another middle-aged man said solemnly, his expression filled with pain and regret, “Quickly carry Squad Leader Lin to the emergency medical car. Everyone must be extremely careful; her wound is near her heart, which means the bullet is lodged nearby. You must take care when you lift her—if the bullet were to shift, the results won’t bear thinking about!”

A few men lifted the wounded young lady, tears streaming down their faces. They headed toward the emergency medical car as if they were treading on thin ice.

“How frightening… that oneesan being shot like that…” Song Yuru looked extremely distressed. In her heightened emotional state, she nestled against Huang Xiaolong’s bosom as if she were subconsciously seeking some form of protection.

“Mmm… If I don’t act, it will bode ill for oneesan…” Huang Xiaolong muttered softly at this point, then quickly headed towards the emergency medical car. 

“Wait for me…” Song Yuru hurried after Huang Xiaolong, sticking close to him like a limpet.

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi followed them as well.

At present, a group of railroad police and plainclothes officers were waiting anxiously outside the emergency medical car.

Not long later, the door of the emergency medical car opened and a middle-aged matron in a white coat came out, her expression full of grief. With a deep sigh, she announced, “My apologies, we have done everything in our power but unfortunately Comrade Lin—she…she has succumbed to her injuries.”

At these words, the considerable number of men waiting there burst into wailing and tears; some of them even hammered their fists on the metal siding of the carriage with all their might.

“Let me go in and see,” Huang Xiaolong said abruptly, then headed straight into the emergency medical car.

Everyone present was dumbfounded by his actions.

“What are you doing? What are you up to?” The middle-aged doctor looked irate, especially when she noticed Huang Xiaolong’s hillbilly clothes; she felt his behavior was outrageous. “You stop right there! Who are you?”

The plainclothes officers and railroad police present were also filled with indignation and began heaping abuse upon Huang Xiaolong.

“All of you hold your tongues! Let me go in and see—who knows, I might be able to bring her back from the dead.” As he was speaking, an unusual aura began to emanate from Huang Xiaolong, strong enough that everyone present could sense it!

“Uhh… everybody, I’m Hong Quantao and this is Zou Shi. We represent civilian-run enterprises from Coast City. This young man has god-like medical skills—why not let him take a look?” Hong Quantao hurriedly introduced himself.

“The y…young lady is already in such a state, no harm in letting th…the Miracle Doctor take a look… the end result can’t be any worse than it is now…” Zou Shi stammered truthfully.

A square-faced middle-aged gentleman gritted his teeth and growled out, “All right, let him in and see.”

By this time Huang Xiaolong had already entered the emergency medical car!