The Young Urban Doctor

Translator: 549690339

Military training ended at three-thirty in the afternoon.

After military training, Luo Ziling ignored the calls of the three guys from his room and quickly ran back to his room to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he grabbed the bag containing the medical equipment and left.

As he dashed out of the dormitory door, Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang just happened to be walking up to the entrance.

“Boss, where are you going?” Cao Jianhui blocked Luo Ziling and asked in surprise, “You’re not going to treat someone again, are you?”

“That’s right, someone is waiting, and I need to go now,” Luo Ziling said, breaking free from Cao Jianhui’s hand and rushing toward the stairs, shouting as he ran, “I’m not coming back for dinner, leave the door open for me tonight.”

In the midst of speaking, Luo Ziling had already disappeared from sight, leaving behind three roommates standing there, dumbfounded.

“This guy, he must be hiding a lot from us,” Cao Jianhui said, looking in the direction Luo Ziling vanished, with a meaningful tone, “I need to investigate properly, to prevent any major issues.”

After returning to the dormitory, Cao Jianhui called his older brother, Cao Jianguang, and asked for his help to check Luo Ziling’s background.

Cao Jianguang worked at the Ministry of Education and held a rather important position, so Cao Jianhui believed that his brother could help uncover all the information about Luo Ziling.

About half an hour later, Cao Jianguang called back and told him that there was nothing special about Luo Ziling’s records, he was just a special admission student from the Northwest. Moreover, there were no records of Luo Ziling’s parents or other details.

This left Cao Jianhui quite disappointed, but from the information Cao Jianguang provided, he also sensed that Luo Ziling’s identity was not simple, otherwise, these details wouldn’t be missing. His curiosity about Luo Ziling grew even more. Cao Jianhui thought it over and decided he should find an opportunity to have a good talk with Luo Ziling alone, to coax some useful information out of him.

Cao Jianhui didn’t believe that Luo Ziling was just an ordinary student—he looked too handsome, and his temperament was not something common people could match. Plus, he was a special admission student, and his whereabouts after arriving at school were mysterious. Any one of these points suggested his roommate was no simple character.

Unless Cao Jianhui figured out Luo Ziling’s identity, he would not be at peace.

Luo Ziling, of course, was unaware that after he bolted from the apartment building, Cao Jianhui would call his own brother to investigate him. His mind was preoccupied with meeting Ouyang Feifei as fast as possible to treat her, and then going to keep his dinner appointment with Yang Qingyin.

When Luo Ziling sprinted to the school gate, it was already four o’clock and one minute. From a distance, he saw Ouyang Feifei’s motorcade stopped in a relatively wide area, waiting. Several bodyguards and Ouyang Feifei’s assistant, Wang Qing, stood by the cars.

When Luo Ziling, wearing big-framed glasses and a hat, approached at a quick pace, Wang Qing quickly recognized him and halted the bodyguards’ instinctive reaction. Luo Ziling ran up to the Rolls-Royce, pulled open the door, and sat down.

In the back seat, naturally, sat the very nobly and appropriately dressed Ouyang Feifei.

Ouyang Feifei’s attire changed daily, but the style was quite similar.

Today, she was still wearing a black suit with a small collar, a straight-collared white shirt underneath, and her hair swept up high on her head, exuding nobility and intellect; it was indescribably beautiful. The perfect curve of her chest proudly declared to the world her great figure. Her exquisite features could lock any man’s gaze, and Luo Ziling had to admit, at any time, that she was a beauty that could make any man’s heart race.

But, with those things between them that couldn’t be shared with others in mind, all Luo Ziling could do was shake his head and sigh.

“I’m really sorry about yesterday,” Luo Ziling apologized proactively once inside the car, “I hope you, with your generous heart, won’t be angry.”

“How would I dare to be angry with you? Do I even have the right to be angry with you?” Ouyang Feifei turned her face away, looking at Luo Ziling calmly, “I’m just a woman who has been called off an engagement, what makes me qualified to be angry with you?”

Luo Ziling felt a headache coming on and could only respond with an awkward smile, not daring to say anything more.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feifei actually cared so much about the called-off engagement.

The two made their way to Ouyang Feifei’s residence in silence. After the car stopped, Wang Qing, who was dressed similarly to Ouyang Feifei and wore an expressionless face, came over to open the door. Luo Ziling got out of the car on his own and waited until Ouyang Feifei gracefully stepped out of the car and walked into the villa before he followed her inside.

After entering the house, Ouyang Feifei still showered and changed first; only after putting on a nightgown did she lie down on the bed to receive Luo Ziling’s treatment.

Luo Ziling still applied acupuncture, but the points targeted were different from yesterday.

In addition to some points on her back, shoulders, and legs, he also inserted a few needles into her arms.

The speed of the needle insertion was still very fast, and he used the force of his breath to guide the needles, but he did not use the “Burning Mountain Fire” and “Heart Cooling” techniques he had used the day before. Today he didn’t want to exert himself too much; yesterday’s treatment was too intense, which resulted in a blunder. He didn’t want to repeat the same mistake, especially since he still had a dinner date with Yang Qingyin. If he turned up for the date with Yang Qingyin tired and yawning all the time, that would be too embarrassing.

Although Luo Ziling didn’t expend all his energy treating Ouyang Feifei like yesterday, he was still drenched in sweat from the exertion.

After removing all the needles, Luo Ziling let out a long breath.

He carefully inspected the needle sites to ensure there were no abnormalities, then helped Ouyang Feifei pull her clothes back into place.

Then he took several medicated patches out of his bag and handed them to Wang Qing: “Apply these to her acupoints before she goes to bed tonight.”

Luo Ziling explained which acupoints to apply them to and how to do it. Fearing Ouyang Feifei and Wang Qing might not remember clearly, he wrote the instructions down on a piece of paper.

“I should head back now,” Luo Ziling said after doing all this, immediately suggesting he should leave, “I have a dinner with a classmate tonight. I will come back tomorrow to continue your treatment. After tomorrow’s session, let’s pause for a few days to see the effects. I will make adjustments based on the outcome. The medication should be taken as yesterday, be sure to take it on time. After the treatment period, we can move on to the final desensitization therapy. If all goes well, that should completely resolve the issue, and with a few years of recuperation, everything should be fine.”

“Okay, thank you!” Ouyang Feifei thanked him, then instructed Wang Qing to see Luo Ziling out, without saying anything else.

Following Wang Qing down the stairs to the entrance of the villa, Luo Ziling was about to get into the car when Wang Qing suddenly said, “Miss invited someone to dinner for the first time yesterday!”

“What?!” Luo Ziling was stunned for a moment, not quite processing what she had said.

“Miss was angry!” Wang Qing added another sentence before striding confidently back into the villa.

Sitting in the car, Luo Ziling mulled over what Wang Qing had just said.

He realized how angry Ouyang Feifei truly was yesterday.

But deep down, he felt a bit cheerful; he was, after all, the first man Ouyang Feifei had ever actively invited to have dinner.