The Young Urban Doctor

During the National Day holiday, Ling Ruonan came to Zhonghai was to discuss with Zhonghai officials about Northern Group’s establishment of a new Southern headquarters in Zhonghai.

The Northern Group is a super-capital behemoth, ranked among the top in the world’s Fortune 500 with a market value of several hundred billion yuan. Such a company is one that local government officials at all levels are most eager to collaborate with. More importantly, Ling Ruonan bears the distinct mark of the Ling Family, and there was not a single local official who dared to underestimate this “queen” of the Northern Group.

At the beginning of the year, the Northern Group planned to build a branch in the South, which is the headquarters for the South. All branches south of the Yangtze River would be overseen by this headquarters. After this news was released, local governments from Zhonghai, Qiantang, Jiangcheng, Yangcheng, Nanchang, Jinling, and other places competed to contact the higher-ups of Northern Group, hoping that the Southern headquarters would be situated in their city.

The officials from each city personally promised that if the Southern headquarters of the Northern Group were located in their city, they would provide a variety of preferential policies. However, in the end, it was Ling Ruonan who personally made the decision and chose Modu Zhonghai as the preparation site for the Southern headquarters.

She came to Zhonghai during a time when the power dynamics in Yanjing were changing and her son, Luo Ziling, was gradually becoming the center of attention, to finalize all collaboration matters with Zhonghai officials—it was one of the most important affairs for the Northern Group within the year.

The negotiations went smoothly, and the Northern Group obtained a plot of land in Pudong at a very low cost for the construction of the Southern Group’s headquarters, along with many other policy benefits.

Finally, when the cooperation agreement was signed, it was already in the evening.

After the signing of the agreement, Zhonghai officials suggested holding a press conference the next morning, with both parties attending. They would inform the media of the decision to establish the Southern headquarters of Northern Group in Zhonghai. After meeting the media, a celebratory reception would be held.

Ling Ruonan agreed and instructed Wuyue to post the news of the Southern headquarters settling in Zhonghai on the company’s website homepage.

After the negotiations concluded and the Zhonghai officials departed, it was already eight o’clock in the evening.

With so many things to handle in the next two days, Ling Ruonan felt very tired. After seeing the guests out, she planned to take a hot bath and relax. Just as she walked into the bathroom, took off her clothes, and was about to step into the bathtub, there was a gentle knock on the door.

“Miss, there is an important matter to report,” Wuyue’s voice accompanied the knocking.

“What’s the matter?” asked Ling Ruonan, who had just submerged herself in the warm water and was applying soap suds to her body, frowning.

“Young Master was attacked by an assassin in the evening and got injured!”

“What?” Ling Ruonan, who was in the midst of her bath, exclaimed in alarm.

Sounds of water followed by footsteps were heard immediately after from inside.

When the door was opened, Wuyue saw Ling Ruonan, wrapped in a bathrobe with soap suds still on her shoulder, standing before him.

Without waiting for Wuyue to say anything else, Ling Ruonan, with a change in her complexion, asked sternly, “Wuyue, what happened?”

“Today, the Young Master accompanied Li Haiyang to visit the National Museum and the Military Museum. Later, they ran into Yang Qingyin, and together they attended an event with Li Haiyang. The Young Master was attacked by two assassins near Dashilan while leaving the Military Museum with Yang Qingyin. The Young Master was stabbed twice but should be alright. He tended to his own wounds and then returned to his dormitory. The two assassins were incapacitated by him and then taken away by the police,” Wuyue reported in an extremely rapid pace, relaying the report he had just received to Ling Ruonan.

After listening to Wuyue’s report, Ling Ruonan, who originally wore a face of shock, now bore an expression steaming with murderous intent.

“Who planned this?” Ling Ruonan’s voice sounded calm, but Wuyue, seeing her frightening expression and sensing the coldness behind her tone, felt a thick murderous aura.

“We don’t know yet,” Wuyue shook her head, “and we probably won’t be able to find the mastermind. After the attack on the young master at the school gate last time, Dragon Rise’s people told us it was orchestrated by Yang Yunlin’s cousin, Yang Shubao. That matter was personally investigated by Dragon Rise’s Lin Lan.”

“Haha,” Ling Ruonan laughed twice, a sound that sent chills down the spine. She then showed a horrifyingly predatory look, “Yang Yunlin dares to make a move against my son, so what do I have to hold back for?”

Wuyue didn’t dare to interject, simply standing with his head bowed to one side.

Ling Ruonan, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat down on the sofa, and Wuyue quickly followed, but did not dare to sit, quietly standing by her side, waiting for instructions.

“Since he has made his move, and has done so again even as I remained patient, then if I don’t retaliate, it will make me appear all too vulnerable,” said Ling Ruonan. She turned her head and called out sharply, “Wuyue!”

“Miss!” Wuyue jumped at her voice and quickly stood up straight after responding.

“They want my son’s life; well, as his mother, I shall let them see what we are capable of. Since it was Yang Shubao who directed this, let him taste what it’s like to be hunted. After killing this lapdog of the Yang Family, I want to see what kind of reaction Yang Yunlin and Yang Yuanshan will have,” Ling Ruonan spoke with another face full of terrifying intent.

“Yes, Miss, I’ll arrange it right away!” said Wuyue, without another word, turning and leaving immediately.

Ling Ruonan stood up and called out to Wuyue again, “Wuyue, you are in charge of this matter personally. By tomorrow night at the latest, I want to know the outcome.”

“Miss, I understand,” Wuyue replied, turning his head, and then he hurried out.

Ling Ruonan walked into the shower, untied her bathrobe, and stepped back into the bathtub.

But her mind was not on bathing. After some thought, she picked up the telephone in the bath area, intending to call Luo Ziling to inquire about his condition.

Upon reflection, she put down the telephone, stepped out of the tub again, naked, walked to the outer room, took her mobile phone from her bag, and then returned to lie down in the tub. After dialing a few numbers, she quietly waited.

The phone connected quickly, and Luo Ziling’s magnetic voice came through, “Hello, Mom?”

At that slightly questioning “Mom,” Ling Ruonan’s domineering aura and killing intent vanished, and tears suddenly filled her large eyes.

“Ling’er, it’s Mom,” she tried to control her emotions, asking in a slightly trembling voice, “How serious are your injuries?”

“Mom, how did you find out so quickly? It’s nothing serious, just a superficial wound. I’ve already taken care of it myself!”

“Really not serious?” Hearing laughter in Luo Ziling’s voice, Ling Ruonan’s heart eased a bit, and she chided gently, “Such a big incident has occurred, why didn’t you call Mom? Do you know that when Mom heard the news just now, she was scared to death!”

Ling Ruonan did not realize that her words, heavy with care, touched Luo Ziling so deeply that he was almost moved to tears.