The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

“Qinghan, if it’s not convenient for you to drive, why don’t you ride in my car instead?” Huang Xiaolong said to Shu Qinghan with a smile.

After briefly thinking about it, Huang Xiaolong decided on a remedy for Shu Qinghan’s pregnancy. As such, he looked very assured.

“Okay.” Shu Qinghan nodded docilely. She chose to put all her hopes on Huang Xiaolong. Although… the chances were slim.

“I can’t imagine what tricks you’ve got up your sleeve,” Song Yuru grumbled, but she still entered Huang Xiaolong’s car.

Song Jian, An Kang, and Tong Xiaobo, whose parents were both university lecturers, drove their own cars.

Song Jian’s car was a Ford Kuga, An Kang drove a Toyota Camry, while Tong Xiaobo’s ride was a Volkswagen Tiguan. For university students to be driving cars of such standard, it was pretty impressive.

The three of them took their female companions with them, threw mocking jeers at Huang Xiaolong’s BYD F3, and left quickly.

Huang Xiaolong switched on the GPS navigation and drove leisurely to Dragon Phoenix Mountain.

The environment of this place was splendid, with lakes, mountains, and valleys with curling mists. Many people took out the food they brought along and put it on the grill, listened to the sound of the meat sizzling, watched the fizz of the beer, and laughed merrily as everyone toasted each other…

Huang Xiaolong parked his car and found a place with a nice shade under the trees.

“That… Huang Xiaolong, since this is your treat, why don’t we get a couple of roasted lambs?” Song Jian looked at Huang Xiaolong derisively.

Two roasted lambs would cost at least 3 thousand.

Song Jian laughed coldly in his heart. ‘D*mn you, farmer boy, this is going to kill you. For 3 thousand bucks, you’d have to move bricks on the construction site for a month, right?’

“How could we finish two roasted lambs?” Song Yuru protested indignantly.

“Yuru, don’t try to save money for your boyfriend. There are 9 of us here, 2 roasted lambs might not even be enough.” Fang Ruoyu pursed her lips and smiled, with an expression as if waiting for Huang Xiaolong to make a fool out of himself.

“Oh, I’ve got it. Why don’t all of you wait for a while, I’ll buy some ingredients and I’ll be back soon,” Huang Xiaolong said with a grin.

“Hey, Xiaolong, didn’t you promise to treat Qinghan’s condition first?” Song Yuru said urgently.

“Wifey, let’s eat first.” Huang Xiaolong turned around and left.

Song Yuru stomped her feet in anger.

Not a few moments later, Huang Xiaolong had rented a big pot from a nearby farmhouse, carried a bucket of water, found some dried wood, and bought a few clean and freshly plucked big roosters.

The condiments were ready, and a few different types of spices and herbs were collected on the mountain.

All the preparations were done.

When Huang Xiaolong returned to Song Yuru’s side carrying big and small packages, he heard sounds of arguments.

As he got nearer, he saw a young man with a triangular face mocking Shu Qinghan.

“Shu Qinghan, you’re such a hypocrite. When I was chasing after you in the past, tsk, tsk, you were acting all high and mighty, and even said that you’ll not fall in love during college, and I actually believed your words,” the inverted-triangular faced person spat. “I was such an idiot! I actually fell for your lies, you know? Look at you now, you’re pregnant! F*ck, what about chastity, what about protecting your virtue, those are nothing but lies!”

“Hehe, Leng Kai, calm down. It’s not worth getting mad over such a woman,” Song Jian was trying to console him, a fawning expression on his face.

“Leng Kai, don’t go too far. We’re having a gathering here today, and you’re not invited. Leave quickly, we don’t want to see you!” Song Yuru said anxiously.

Shu Qinghan was dumbstruck and at a loss for words, crying heartbrokenly.

Huang Xiaolong ran over quickly and said to Song Yuru, “Wifey, who’s that guy?”

“Him? That’s Leng Kai, just some conceited person from school. Just because he’s from a rich family and all,” Song Yuru explained huffily. “His father was the Deputy Head of District, while his mother’s family has been in business for generations. His background is even stronger than Song Jian, An Kang and Tong Xiaobo combined, and he’s quite a well-known person at school. He used to pester Qinghan for quite some time, and was turned down several times.”

“Oh, I see.” Huang Xiaolong nodded.

“Leng Kai, your mouth is filthy,” Song Yuru raged. “Qinghan is pitiful enough. As a fellow student, not only did you not console her, but you’re insulting her instead. You… you…”

“Yuru, you’re good friends with Shu Qinghan. However, the fact remains that Qinghan is pregnant out of wedlock. She is shameless enough to do something like this, but others are not allowed to talk about it?” Chen Shuangshuang said sardonically.

“Who said Qinghan is pregnant out of wedlock?” Huang Xiaolong interrupted. “All of you, don’t speak if you don’t know anything. Your hearts are full of evil, striking at people while they’re down.”

“Who are you?” Leng Kai looked at Huang Xiaolong. “D*mn it, where did this farmer boy come from? Are you qualified to speak here?”

“Leng Kai, this is Yuru’s boyfriend,” Fang Ruoyu said with a laugh.

“You?” An expression of disbelief crossed Leng Kai’s face, his eyes burning with jealousy. He harbored a fancy for Song Yuru, but Song Yuru had never even looked at him properly before. He did not expect the campus belle to be conquered by a little farmer boy, what the heck!

“Apologize to Qinghan at once,” Huang Xiaolong said seriously.

At those words, Leng Kai, Song Jian, Chen Shuangshuang, and the rest laughed uproariously.

“I say, Huang Xiaolong, are you high on drugs?” An Kang was breathless with laughter. “Shu Qinghan disobeyed school rules and had s*x, which resulted in her being pregnant out of wedlock, and we still need to apologize to her? Hahaha… it’s hilarious. Yuru, this boyfriend of yours is a riot.”

“I already told you, Qinghan is not pregnant,” Huang Xiaolong said earnestly.

“Ridiculous! Shu Qinghan went to the general hospital for an examination, and the Shu family also consulted many famous doctors. She’s clearly pregnant. This is an ironclad fact. Little farmer, are you trying to twist the truth? There must be something wrong with your head!” Leng Kai gave a mocking smile.

“Since all of you are certain that Shu Qinghan is pregnant out of wedlock, do you dare to have a bet with me?” Huang Xiaolong’s face was full of confidence.

“Hahaha, a bet? You think you’re worthy?” Leng Kai looked at Huang Xiaolong scornfully.

“Leng Kai, let’s hear what’s the bet he had in mind,” Song Jian jeered. “It’s going to be fun. A farmer boy like this, we’ll play with him, burn him to the ground.”

“I’m going to prove to all of you that Qinghan is not pregnant out of wedlock like what you said,” Huang Xiaolong said firmly. “If I can prove it, all of you must apologize to Qinghan.”

“What if you can’t?” Leng Kai smiled menacingly.

“It’s up to you then,” Huang Xiaolong replied nonchalantly.

Leng Kai’s eyeballs rolled around a few times. “If you’re unable to prove that Shu Qinghan is not pregnant out of wedlock, then… you’ll instantly, immediately, disappear from Yuru’s side, return to the village to dig soil and plant sweet potatoes!”

“Hehe, there’s no way I could disappear from my wife’s side. We’re destined by the heavens to be together, and we’ll stay together forever and ever.” Huang Xiaolong waved his hands. “Okay, I promise, if I can’t prove that Qinghan is not pregnant, I’ll return to the village tomorrow.”

“Okay, it’s a deal!” Leng Kai announced and his gaze flickered to Song Jian and the others.

“Okay, we don’t have any objections.” Song Jian looked relaxed. “Shu Qinghan’s pregnancy is beyond doubt; it’s as certain as death and taxes. I don’t believe that this farmer could come up with any tricks. The bet is on! Huang Xiaolong, prepare to return to the village and dig dirt! The city is not a place for you!”

Chen Shuangshuang and the rest started laughing.

“Xiaolong, are you confident?” Song Yuru pulled Huang Xiaolong to the side in trepidation.

She was unwilling to watch Huang Xiaolong getting humiliated by Leng Kai and the others.

She was even more reluctant to watch Huang Xiaolong return to the village to farm the land.

“Of course I have the confidence. Otherwise, wifey, shall we have a bet too?” Huang Xiaolong grinned cheekily.

“I’m about to faint here. You still want to have a bet with me,” Song Yuru was speechless. “What do you want to bet on?”

“It’s very simple. If I can prove Qinghan’s innocence, you’ll let me kiss you, how about it?” Huang Xiaolong stared at Song Yuru’s naturally red, plump, and luscious lips, and could not help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. “You’re going to be my future wife anyway, it’s not too much to ask for a kiss, is it?”

Song Yuru’s face went red, and her eyes shook unsteadily, “Of course I hope that you can prove Qinghan’s innocence… then… Alright, I’ll make the bet with you!”

“Okay! It’s a deal!” Huang Xiaolong was exuberant.