Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 916 - 917: Negotiations Concluded

Chapter 916: Chapter 917: Negotiations Concluded

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Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and said, "That’s me."

Wen Huawen’s eyes widened in surprise. "Are you really Song Shenzhen?"

Song Xiaodong nodded slightly with a smile.

Wen Huawen shook his head, then closed his eyes briefly before looking at Song Xiaodong again. "My apologies earlier. Watching you wield the silver needles, I should’ve realized it sooner. I was too focused on your youth and completely forgot about the legend of Song Shenzhen."

Chen Qingming asked in confusion, "What does Song Shenzhen mean?"

Wen Huawen explained, "Song Shenzhen is the most renowned acupuncture master to have emerged in China in recent years. Under his needles, he has revived the dead, healed stubborn afflictions, and saved countless lives. To meet Song Shenzhen today and witness his incredible skill is truly an honor."

Chen Qingming’s eyes lit up immediately. "Earlier, Vice Director Lin mentioned that Doctor Song was considering coming to teach at our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. There should be absolutely no issue with that—I’m fully supportive."

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly. "Principal Chen, Director Song, thank you both. However, I hope you won’t spread my nickname around. I only want to train a few good students and have no desire for fame. Moreover, I might not have much time to teach regularly; I can likely only spare one day a week for classes."

Chen Qingming couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. If the name of Song Shenzhen were publicized, the acupuncture program at the hospital could become the most famous in the school and even rank first among medical colleges nationwide. For any school, having a nationally recognized program would significantly elevate its reputation.

After a moment of thought, Chen Qingming had an idea and quickly said, "Being a lecturer doesn’t seem fitting for someone of Song Shenzhen’s stature. I’ll try to secure a professorship for Doctor Song, which should be more appropriate and convenient. Doctor Song, what do you think?"

Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "I’ll leave it to Principal Chen to handle. Titles aren’t important to me, and I don’t need any salary from the school. Money isn’t something I lack. In fact, I’d be willing to provide some necessary funding to the school, such as setting up a scholarship program."

"A scholarship?" Principal Chen’s eyes lit up again.

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly. "To be honest, Principal Chen, I’m currently the Patriarch of the Su Family. Funding a scholarship worth a few million is well within my capacity."

"A few million... The Patriarch of the Su Family!" Principal Chen exclaimed, his voice reflecting astonishment. While his social standing was high enough not to be intimidated by the Su Family Patriarch, this revelation and the generous scholarship sponsorship exceeded his expectations. It was truly a tremendous gift to the school.

Liu Yajun laughed heartily and said, "Principal Chen, stop acting so flustered. Here, he’s not some Patriarch—he’s simply a doctor. Let’s just talk about medical skill and teaching."

Chen Qingming also laughed heartily. "Doctor Song, if you had revealed your identity earlier, how could we have doubted you? Come, I’ll toast to you."

The atmosphere at the meal became even livelier. The matter of Song Xiaodong teaching at the medical college was finalized, with Chen Qingming planning to settle the details within the next two days, so that Song Xiaodong could begin teaching at the start of the semester in March.

Liu Yajun didn’t return with Song Xiaodong and the others, as he had old friends to visit in the area and hoped to reconnect.

Song Xiaodong and Lin Su’er left together instead.

Inside the extended Rolls-Royce, Lin Su’er leaned against Song Xiaodong’s shoulder, a bright smile lighting up her face. "Dongzi, that was so amusing earlier. Principal Chen and Dean Wen looked terrified when they saw you perform acupuncture."

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "A normal reaction. Those who don’t know me would naturally find it intimidating. But these two seem alright; I think future collaborations will be smooth. Su’er, you’re quite the celebrity now, shining brightly."

Lin Su’er gave a sweet smile. "It’s all thanks to you. Without you, I’d probably still be just a little nurse. I never dreamed that I could achieve something this big."

Song Xiaodong gently caressed Lin Su’er’s cheek and spoke softly, "But I can see you’ve been working hard lately. Pursuing a career is great, but you must take care of yourself and not overdo it. You’re my wife, and seeing you wear yourself out pains me."

Lin Su’er closed her eyes in satisfaction. "I don’t feel tired. I’m living a fulfilling and happy life now. Besides, with you as my amazing doctor, would my health have any secrets from you?"

Song Xiaodong kissed Lin Su’er on the forehead. "Of course, I’m well aware. Whenever I’m with you, I make sure to conduct thorough checks—inside and out."

"Ah... You’re so bad." Lin Su’er immediately understood the implication of Song Xiaodong’s words and felt both shy and flustered.

Seeing the blush on Lin Su’er’s cheeks, Song Xiaodong leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Su’er, it’s a three-hour drive home. Sitting here in the car is boring, don’t you think? How about we..."

Lin Su’er panicked slightly and said, "Ah... this is the car! What if the driver hears us?"

"Don’t worry, the car is soundproof. The front can’t hear what’s happening in the back. Plus, with the car on the highway and the background noise, they definitely won’t hear anything." Song Xiaodong continued to coax her.

"But... we agreed not to have any sneaky fun," Lin Su’er hesitated, her resolve wavering but clinging to principle.

Song Xiaodong blinked mischievously. "Tonight, it’s supposed to be you, Qingyue, and Sijie anyway. So this doesn’t count as sneaking, does it?"

"But... But... That still doesn’t work. Let’s wait until we’re home, alright? Once we’re home, you can do whatever you want. But here in the car, I... I feel really nervous."

Song Xiaodong chuckled softly and said, "The nerves are part of the thrill. If we always stick to the bedroom or the house, even the best experiences get a bit dull. Isn’t it time to try something new?"

"You’re so embarrassing." Lin Su’er buried her face in Song Xiaodong’s chest.

"Haha, my Little Su’er is so playful. Let’s start right here then." Song Xiaodong shifted slightly, causing Lin Su’er to lie across his lap.

"Naughty Dongzi, you’re bullying me... bullying me..." Lin Su’er playfully punched Song Xiaodong’s leg a few times, pretending to struggle to get up.

Song Xiaodong gently rested his hand on her head and said, "Su’er..."

Lin Su’er blushed fiercely, playfully spat at Song Xiaodong, and didn’t try to get up. Instead, she teased him, "Naughty Dongzi, you... you haven’t even washed. Give me... pass me a tissue."

Then, she slowly pulled at Song Xiaodong’s belt.