Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 170: He’s Not a Pushover, Is He?

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: He’s Not a Pushover, Is He?

The night was silent.

Yang Linglong, who had been busy at home all day, was feeling uneasy.

Having bathed twice, she wore a black gauze nightgown.

Watching as time ticked by second by second.

The feeling of waiting for her lover was simply too excruciating.

She could only scroll through her phone, watching Ning Mengyao’s live broadcast of her stay.

Occasionally sneaking glances at the purple clay teapot on the coffee table.

Thinking that she would soon bid farewell to her twenty-three-year-old self.

Her heart involuntarily quickened its pace.

"Dong dong dong..."

Finally, a soft knocking came from the balcony door.

To Yang Linglong’s ears, this sound was like thunder.

She hurried to the door and unlocked the safety lock.

There appeared Lin Fan, with a bunch of roses clenched in his mouth.

"Were you getting anxious?"

As the door opened, the scent of the boudoir mixed with Linglong’s body fragrance made Lin Fan momentarily dazed.

Moreover, her skin, fair and flushed, looked even more enchanting under the black gauze.

"Not in a rush, I just finished bathing a while ago."

Yang Linglong, her face flushed, threw herself into Lin Fan’s arms.

This anticipatory unease made her feel as hot all over as if she had a fever.

"Really? Let me check if you washed well; if not, I’ll help you scrub."

Lin Fan reached out, sweeping Yang Linglong into his arms horizontally.

Looking at her enticingly moist face, he too felt his mouth go dry.

The long-awaited day had finally arrived.

"I’m not dirty, I’ve washed very clean."

Yang Linglong leaned her head against Lin Fan’s chest.

Feeling his rhythmic heartbeat, she felt as if she were melting.

"There must be places that need scrubbing."

Lin Fan licked his lips, his hands beginning to wander.

Unable to wait any longer, they headed toward the bedroom.

But Yang Linglong quickly stopped him.

Pointing at the thermos on the coffee table, "I’ve brewed some medicine for you, drink it first?"

"Are you doubting my ability?"

Glancing at the purple clay teapot, Lin Fan said with a bitter smile.

This feeling of being doubted had to be proven wrong with strength.

"I’ve been preparing it all afternoon; you have to try it, no matter what."

The inexperienced Yang Linglong blushed.

She just wanted to make sure tonight was flawless.

"Alright, but don’t regret it later, tonight I will make you beg for mercy," Lin Fan said.

Since she insisted with good intentions, Lin Fan couldn’t refuse any longer.

After all, it was just some tonic.

Drinking it wouldn’t be a big problem.

Thus, Lin Fan put Yang Linglong down.

He grabbed the thermos and unscrewed the lid.

In one gulp, he downed a full cup of potent nourishing soup.

"How does it feel?"

Watching him drink the last drop of the tonic.

Yang Linglong couldn’t wait to ask.

"Feels quite good, but I’m afraid you’re going to feel quite bad next," Lin Fan said, squinting his eyes as he pinned Yang Linglong down on the couch.

Her soft body was as smooth as warm jade.

Her fiery figure was incredibly supple.

Especially her breath, lingering by his ear, tickling his face.

"Let’s... go to the room!"

The completely melted Yang Linglong used the last of her strength to say.

The long-awaited moment was about to begin.

"Alright, to the room," Lin Fan said with a smile, lifting Yang Linglong around her waist.

But just then, a shrill ringtone suddenly interrupted.

"Don’t answer,"

Yang Linglong clung tightly to Lin Fan’s neck.

Her consciousness growing foggy.

The flame had already devoured all her bashfulness.

Now, all she hoped for was for Lin Fan to engulf her completely.

"Wait, maybe something’s up."

Lin Fan still glanced at his phone.

It was Wu Yingbo calling.

Feeling somewhat odd, he eventually set down Yang Linglong.

He reached out and pressed the answer key.

"Speak quickly if there’s something."

"Boss, there’s a situation...an urgent one, the Qiao family’s eldest, Qiao Chufeng, is here!"

The words of Wu Yingbo made Lin Fan pause.

Before, Lu Feifei had said he and his two younger brothers were always at odds.

This made him instinctively recall the group of people he encountered at noon.

Could it be that he was Qiao Chufeng?

"What are their movements now?"

Lin Fan furrowed his brows, holding onto the loosened belt.

If the one at noon was Qiao Chufeng, that would complicate matters.

"I just heard that Qiao Chufeng sent people to capture Fenghuang, and in less than twenty minutes, they wiped out the Jiantai Nightclub. Sister Fenghuang has already been captured and is being taken to the Qiao family now."

Wu Yingbo looked anxious.

With Fenghuang swallowing Golden Eagle Security, he had also been given a prominent position.

He had hoped to achieve great things, but unexpectedly, another twist had occurred.

"Alright, got it."

This matter could not be delayed, and Lin Fan could not afford to dwell on romantic feelings.

He hung up the phone and lifted Yang Linglong, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Linglong, I have urgent business to attend to, we’ll have to reschedule this affair for another day."

"I won’t let you go!"

Seeing that the rice was already in the pot and the duck was nearly cooked.

How could she let him run off now?

Yang Linglong, with her bare shoulders, clung to Lin Fan’s arm.

"Be good, Linglong, we have plenty of time ahead. You know my status; this task is urgent. Tomorrow, I promise I’ll stay at your place, and even if the sky falls, I won’t leave."

Lin Fan could not afford more explanations.

He broke free from Linglong’s arms and fastened his belt.

He shot out of the balcony like a giant roc.

In just a few leaps, he dove back into his car.

The throttle hit the floor, and the car emitted a piercing tire-burning sound.

He then vanished into the darkness.

"He wouldn’t be a chicken out, making excuses, would he?"

Yang Linglong, standing on the balcony biting her lip.

Reluctantly watched the surrounding darkness.

This date had been ruined for the third time.

She had no idea when their relationship would finally be sealed.

......

Inside the Qiao family’s compound.

The lights were brightly lit.

Qiao Chufeng sat in a chair.

He coldly watched as Lu Feifei, who was tied up, was brought in.

"Are you Fenghuang?"

"Yes, I am your Sister Fenghuang."

Lu Feifei, facing a row of guards, kept a stern face.

At this point, pleading was useless.

She had to maintain her last shred of dignity.

"My dear girl, you have such a cruel heart, killing my two younger brothers. Do you know about ’an eye for an eye’?"

Qiao Chufeng struggled to suppress the grief in his heart.

His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Fenghuang.

"Yes, ’an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,’ I killed those two, and today, since I’m in your hands, consider me caught. Do with me as you will; even if you frown, I’ll take your surname."

Lu Feifei took a deep breath.

She openly admitted to all the charges.

"Rest assured, I will not bend the law for personal gain, nor will I abuse it. Homicide has its own legal punishments, I captured you to have you kowtow and apologize to my brothers, and then I will personally see you to legal prosecution."

Lu Feifei had thought Qiao Chufeng would kill her for revenge without a second word.

Since she was going to die anyway, she might as well take all the blame for Lin Fan.

Unexpectedly, he wanted to turn her over to the law, which was beyond her expectations.

Just as she was perplexed and prepared to explain,

Hua Hudie approached her, holding an infant in swaddling clothes.

Approaching her, she suddenly pulled a dagger from the swaddling clothes.

And drove it directly into Lu Feifei’s chest.

"Fenghuang, you never expected to end up a prisoner, did you? Today, I am here to avenge Chushan!"