The Young Urban Doctor

Luo Ziling wanted to run away with Yang Qingyin, but it was no longer possible.

His action of pulling Yang Qingyin’s hand was tragically spotted by the three guys.

When the three guys charged over, they naturally surrounded them.

“Ah?!” Cao Jianhui quickly recognized Yang Qingyin’s face, immediately stunned with his eyes wide open and mouth agape.

After clearly seeing Yang Qingyin’s appearance, Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang were also dumbstruck, standing there motionless.

During this period, they had learned quite a lot about the school beauties listed in the campus beauty ranking, especially the top-ranked Yang Qingyin.

Yang Qingyin may have just started her sophomore year, but her looks and talents were well known by the teachers and students of Yan University. She was the universally acknowledged number one goddess on the school beauty ranking list. The other girls that were also honored as campus beauties couldn’t compare to her in any aspect.

There were many who pursued her, including the number one male campus crush, Lu Weiguang, who was also a suitor of hers. She, however, never gave anyone the slightest encouragement, and even bluntly rejected Lu Weiguang’s grand love confession.

In the eyes of all the teachers and students of Yan University, she was a queen, a princess, high above them.

In front of her, boys could only admire while girls envied, admired, and detested her. Her rumors were very scarce because there were no boys she took an interest in. She had a large number of fans, and even the occasional rumor was quickly torn to shreds by her fans. Everyone was guessing which male god would become Yang Qingyin’s boyfriend, who would be so lucky to hold her hand and eventually win her over.

Yang Qingyin was also the object of fantasy for Cao Jianhui and the others. The three guys would sometimes take out her picture and indulge in wishful thinking while discussing her.

“If I could experience her fragrance, I’d willingly live ten years less,” Cao Jianhui would often sigh.

“I’m willing to worship under her skirt for a lifetime,” Li Fuming expressed his fondness for Yang Qingyin with a rather shameless remark.

But they never dreamed that their collective goddess, Yang Qingyin, would be walking hand in hand with their dormmate.

Being able to stroll hand in hand meant their relationship was self-evident, without needing further explanation.

This shocked them so much that even after clearly seeing Yang Qingyin, they all froze on the spot.

Luo Ziling felt awkward; he never expected that the three dormitory guys would suddenly intercept them halfway.

He, who had not intended to reveal his relationship with Yang Qingyin, didn’t know how awkward he felt inside.

Worried that Yang Qingyin would feel embarrassed, he stepped forward to shield her with his body.

“What are you guys doing?” Luo Ziling glared at the three frozen guys in front of him, wishing he could kick them away one by one.

“Boss,” Cao Jianhui, unable to resist swallowing when he saw Yang Qingyin’s beautiful and lovely looks, stuttered, “How come… you’re with Goddess Yang?”

Li Fuming reacted faster than Cao Jianhui; in a fit of anger, he kicked Cao Jianhui and quickly corrected him, “Boss, you being with Beautiful Lady Yang, you really make a well-matched couple, like a pair of fairy-tale lovers!”

“Boss, no wonder you didn’t take a fancy to Ouyang Huihui,” Wu Longjiang blurted out clumsily.

No sooner had he spoken than Cao Jianhui and Li Fuming each gave him a kick.

“If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute,” Cao Jianhui said angrily as he kicked fiercely, cursing as he did.

“Boss was originally with Goddess Yang anyway, what’s Ouyang Huihui compared to her?” After kicking Wu Longjiang, Li Fuming turned to Luo Ziling with a sycophantic expression and said, “Boss, why didn’t you introduce us?”

Luo Ziling was stunned, unsure what to do.

After a brief moment of panic, Yang Qingyin had already calmed down. The playful and adorable smile she had when alone with Luo Ziling was gone, replaced by her usual calm demeanor.

With that goddess-like aura fully on display, she made Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang feel utterly mortified.

They grew even more admiring of Luo Ziling; he had effortlessly won over a goddess who seemed out of reach for mere mortals.

After the fight at the KTV that night, Cao Jianhui had developed a liking for Lin Lin, who had long legs, a voluptuous figure, and decent looks, and wanted to pursue her. But Lin Lin wasn’t interested in him and hoped he could facilitate opportunities for her to spend time with Luo Ziling instead.

Of course, Cao Jianhui knew that Luo Ziling would not be interested in Lin Lin, but he couldn’t just say that.

He also promised Lin Lin that he would create opportunities for her and Luo Ziling, but his agreement was just an excuse to get closer to Lin Lin.

Cao Jianhui was well aware that Luo Ziling had no interest in Lin Lin.

Thinking about the situation made Cao Jianhui feel almost unbearably frustrated.

Indeed, comparisons can be odious.

Luo Ziling, a guy with a Redmi phone, could attract the admiration of so many beauties. In less than twenty days at Yan University, he had hooked up with the most beautiful belle of the campus and had even snubbed the goddess-level Ouyang Huihui. Meanwhile, Cao Jianhui, who was not lacking in any aspect, struggled with his unfruitful pursuit of Lin Lin, who wasn’t even the class beauty, making him feel utterly dejected.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me to your roommate?” Yang Qingyin asked with a smile as Luo Ziling had no reaction.

She believed that this situation wasn’t orchestrated by Luo Ziling. It must have been his three roommates who noticed something off and followed him. Although she didn’t wish to be involved with Luo Ziling’s roommates so soon, since it had occurred, she couldn’t avoid it. At the very least, she had to be courteous for the sake of Luo Ziling.

“Yang Qingyin, you must know them,” Luo Ziling introduced them grudgingly, “This is Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang—my roommates.”

“Hello!” Yang Qingyin took the initiative to greet Cao Jianhui and the others, with a light smile. Her smile instantly mesmerized them, leaving them too startled to react, just staring dumbfounded at the incredibly beautiful Yang Qingyin.

“Boss, are you going back today?” Cao Jianhui asked Luo Ziling in a low voice after swallowing several times.

“You guys go back first; I’ll be back in a while,” Luo Ziling was thinking about how to get the three guys to leave as soon as possible.

“Then we’ll go first,” Cao Jianhui, feeling too embarrassed to stay longer, hurriedly called the other two guys to leave.

Watching his three roommates run away, Luo Ziling awkwardly apologized to Yang Qingyin: “Sorry, I hope you’re not upset.”

“It’s nothing. Don’t you want me to meet your roommates?” Yang Qingyin smiled at Luo Ziling and voluntarily took his hand.

“Then let’s go back too,” Luo Ziling held Yang Qingyin’s hand tightly and returned a brilliant smile.

Yang Qingyin also smiled radiantly, with a hint of playfulness.