The Young Urban Doctor

Ouyang Feifei’s presidential office was very large, with a reception desk for the secretaries on the outside, Wang Qing’s assistant office in the middle, and her own office further inside.

The area where Ouyang Feifei worked was also spacious, but there were not many furnishings, just a wide desk with a sturdy chair behind it, a few pots of green plants, a set of sofas, and nothing else.

With such an arrangement in a space of at least fifty or sixty square meters, the entire room looked very empty. Ziling could imagine the immense pressure subordinates might feel facing Ouyang Feifei as she sat behind her desk to receive them.

“Chen Jiahai, Mr. Chen, Old Mr. Chen’s legitimate grandson, known as the Smiling Tiger,” Ouyang Feifei muttered to herself as if speaking to no one, “I remember I’ve mentioned this person to you before.”

“Uh, what?” Ziling was caught off guard, “Have you mentioned this person to me?”

“I have,” Ouyang Feifei signaled for Ziling to sit down and talk, “the last time I wanted to ask for your help.”

“Help with what?” Ziling looked puzzled.

Had Ouyang Feifei mentioned any man when she hoped he would treat her? Why couldn’t he recall?

Could he have developed amnesia?

“I’ve mentioned it,” Ouyang Feifei said, looking at Ziling oddly.

Seeing that look in Ouyang Feifei’s eyes, Ziling suddenly remembered something else.

That was, once Ouyang Feifei had wanted to ask for his help, asking him to pretend to be her fiancé to reject her suitors, and she had mentioned a few names. He hadn’t remembered the names she mentioned, just that Ouyang Feifei had said these people were all well-known in Yanjing, each either rich or noble.

At that time, he had jumped up and scolded Ouyang Feifei for pushing him into a pit of fire, firmly rejecting her request for help.

Unexpectedly, due to some twisted fate, today he met someone who wanted to pursue Ouyang Feifei. Seeing the way Chen Jiahai was looking at Ouyang Feifei, he could not help but feel annoyed and impulsively stepped forward to speak out.

It looked as if the help he had refused before, he had subconsciously ended up giving a hand today.

Thinking of this, Ziling felt extremely frustrated inside.

What if Chen Jiahai sought revenge?

He didn’t want to be retaliated against because of Ouyang Feifei’s matter. He already had enough troubles, and he didn’t want to offend the heirs of a powerful family for the time being.

“I get what’s going on now, it seems you’re not interested in this suitor?” Ziling squinted and asked Ouyang Feifei.

Standing beside him, Wang Qing watched as Ziling asked her so directly. Despite feeling a bit aggravated, Ouyang Feifei eventually nodded. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have asked for your help.”

“Let’s not talk about this now,” said Ziling, feeling glum, “let’s prepare for the treatment right away. Today we’ll do one session, and then we’ll have another one in about ten days. Just pay a little attention to your diet and rest these next few days.”

Ouyang Feifei gave him a strange look, but didn’t say anything.

After standing up, she motioned for Ziling to follow her inside.

“I just took a bath at noon, I’ll go change my clothes,” she said, heading into a room inside.

Only then did Ziling notice a door hidden behind the two green plants.

He hesitated for a moment, not following her right away.

Wang Qing came over and gestured for him to enter through that door.

After entering, Ziling saw it was a standard suite, with a small living room, as well as a bedroom and a bathroom.

If it were a male leader, Luo Ziling would think that keeping such a room was likely for the purpose of soliciting sexual favors from female subordinates, but since Ouyang Feifei had set up a room here, he felt it was probably just for temporary rest.

When Luo Ziling entered, the door to the inner bedroom was already closed, so he had no choice but to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

Wang Qing came in for a moment and then went out, leaving the door ajar.

Soon after, Ouyang Feifei, dressed in pajamas, opened the door and peeked out, gesturing for Luo Ziling to come in.

Luo Ziling, carrying his bag of medical equipment, walked into the inner room.

The interior was warmly decorated; it wasn’t overly feminine, but one could tell at a glance that it was the room of a woman with taste.

“How do I need to assist?” Ouyang Feifei asked, her hands guarding her chest and looking at Luo Ziling with a hint of shyness.

Her appearance made Luo Ziling’s heart beat faster.

In the past few treatment sessions, Ouyang Feifei had not shown such an expression, and more importantly, today Wang Qing was not by her side. In the closed room, there were only the two of them. Luo Ziling could hear his own heartbeat, and it seemed he could also feel Ouyang Feifei’s heartbeat pounding fiercely.

After taking a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down, Luo Ziling instructed Ouyang Feifei to lie face down on the bed. He was ready to administer the acupuncture. Ouyang Feifei, without any resistance, obediently lay down.

As she lay down, she cast Luo Ziling a coquettish glance that was filled with allure that couldn’t be put into words. This look and gesture sent Luo Ziling’s thoughts racing. The temptation of a beauty was already immense, not to mention when a beauty showed a shy demeanor.

His mind was a bit scattered, so much so that his hands trembled as he prepared to insert the needles.

After taking a few more deep breaths, Luo Ziling calmed down, focused his attention on his hands, and professionally inserted several silver needles into Ouyang Feifei’s body.

With Wang Qing around, he might allow his thoughts to wander, stealing glances at Ouyang Feifei’s body or intentionally brushing her smooth skin a few more times. But when it was just the two of them, he dared not make any of these moves, inexplicably.

He focused solely on the acupuncture treatment for Ouyang Feifei, not daring to entertain any lewd thoughts.

Being alone with her in the room, any adventurous action would be too awkward. He had experienced this feeling with Lin Lan and did not want to have any embarrassing incidents with Ouyang Feifei.

Although he and Ouyang Feifei had dissolved their engagement, in Luo Ziling’s heart, Ouyang Feifei still had the untouchable aura of a goddess.

With Ouyang Huihui, he dared to mess around and bully her, but with Ouyang Feifei, he had neither the inclination nor the courage.

Chen Jiahai took the elevator straight down to the underground parking garage.

Normally, he liked to drive himself, with his bodyguards following in separate vehicles. He treated his car as a private space and did not like having drivers or bodyguards ride with him.

After getting into the rather solid and unassuming Mercedes 600, he did not start the car immediately but took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The phone rang a few times before connecting. He lowered his voice and asked, “Is it convenient for you to talk now?”

“Yes,” came a gentle voice from a woman on the other end.

“Who is the man with Ouyang Feifei?”

“I don’t know. I saw him for the first time,” the woman on the phone said softly, “I’ve never seen him before.”

“Find out everything about this man, and tell me as soon as possible,” Chen Jiahai ordered authoritatively.

“Yes, Mr. Chen.”