The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 104 - 104 103 Quality

104: Chapter 103 Quality 104: Chapter 103 Quality The next day, Cai Yan discovered that there was a place to do laundry, but what was she supposed to do with her clothes once she’d changed out of them?

An Armani suit, Givenchy pants, Victoria’s Secret lingerie, all these things; were they really meant to be thrown into a washing machine and stirred up?

Even if they could be stirred, this run-down village didn’t even have a washing machine.

In utter helplessness, Cai Yan went to find Du Yueling, but instead of finding an answer, she was given a—washing bat!

Looking at the suit, pants, and lingerie, Cai Yan holding the washing bat felt like crying.

Why leave the wonderful life in the city to suffer in the countryside?

But thinking of the despicable Liu Hun, a glimmer of determination flashed in Cai Yan’s eyes.

Strong-willed, she would not give up so easily.

Finally, with Du Yueling’s sympathies, she was taken to the town’s laundry shop.

Although she didn’t know how well the town’s laundry would clean clothes, it was certainly a hundred times better than a washing bat.

Breaking roads through mountains and building bridges over water, as long as the problem was solved, Cai Yan’s mind was as light and free as the two days after her period had ended, feeling joyful and carefree.

Dressed in bohemian-style clothes and wearing flats, as she walked down the cobblestone road, Cai Yan was extremely happy, like a princess emerging from a deep palace into a vegetable market, finding everything fascinating, like a wind-blown Gesang flower bouncing around.

Following Cai Yan around town was Du Yueling, looking like she’d just left school, and akin to a budding lotus emerging from the mud, exuding a clear, sweet fragrance anyone would want to sniff.

As the saying goes, the scent draws you in, but this fragrance might attract not only butterflies and bees, but dogs too.

“Hey!

You two ladies don’t look like locals, do you?

Where are you from?” A young guy with a side part and black-framed glasses sidled up to Cai Yan and Du Yueling to ask.

Cai Yan glanced disdainfully at the questioner and ignored him, trying to pull Du Yueling away.

The young guy immediately signaled to a few people around him to surround Cai Yan and Du Yueling.

The scene was just like back in ancient times when bullies led their dogs to the market to harass innocent women.

Except now, dogs had been replaced with flunkies.

Cai Yan pulled Du Yueling closer and asked the young guy, “What do you want?”

“Cough cough!

Wang Jun!” The young guy hinted at a greasy-faced middle-aged man beside him, surprising everyone with a real cough that disgusted those around.

Wang Jun quickly stepped forward to say to Cai Yan and Du Yueling, “This is our young master Wu Jin, a top student from the Provincial Normal College.

He’s also the beloved nephew of Mayor Xie.

He’s someone everybody knows in our town.”

Cai Yan, who initially looked at Wu Jin with disdain, didn’t even want to glance at him after hearing this.

“Where do you from?” Wu Jin rudely pushed Wang Jun aside and forcibly squeezed out a sentence in English, straining like he was constipated.

“Was that English?” Cai Yan thought the English was even more convoluted than Wu Jin’s pimple-ridden face.

Du Yueling felt embarrassed for Wu Jin after hearing it; clearly, Wu Jin was trying to flaunt his English, not knowing he had ended up face first in the gutter, not realizing he was covered in mud.

“Yes!

It…” Wu Jin swung his side-parted hair stylishly, but halfway through the sentence, he couldn’t for the life of him remember what came next.

He only remembered that the English teacher had nice legs and forgot the rest.

So, halfway through, he stood there unable to come up with another word, like a chicken bone was stuck in his throat.

“Stop thinking.

Your face is about to spasm.

Go home, study properly, and then come back to act cool.

Sorry, we have no interest in you, please step aside.” Cai Yan pulled Du Yueling as she said this politely to Wu Jin.

She had rolled her eyes at wealthy heirs speaking fluent Latin before, let alone this rural heavy metal.

“What’s this?!

Want to leave, do you?

Stop them!” Wu Jin finally stretched his cramped neck and immediately ordered his flunkies to block Cai Yan and Du Yueling.

“Trying to be hooligans?” Cai Yan’s face changed instantly, filled with anger and a little fear.

“What?

What did you say?

Who’s being hooligans?

Don’t talk nonsense with me!” Wu Jin swaggered and approached Cai Yan and Du Yueling.

The two women were incomparable to anyone in town, making him itch where it mattered.

“Don’t understand English, right?

No problem, I can teach you.” Wu Jin shamelessly grinned, his mind filled with little cinema flicks written all over his face.

Looking at Cai Yan, he chuckled and continued, “Look at you with that pretty face.

How is it your little mouth is so spicy?

Spicy isn’t good.

You think about it, too spicy and it can’t handle it!”

“Bah!

Shameless!” Cai Yan spat angrily at Wu Jin, which was already her extreme display of anger.

She had never dealt with such shameless, uncouth people before.

What was just said, she understood very clearly.

“Look at what you’re saying.

Isn’t this my face?

Do you know what ‘face’ means?” Wu Jin, licking his face even more uneven than a mountain road, occasionally bursting out white head pus, leaned toward Cai Yan’s face.

Gentle!

Comfortable!

Indeed, a city woman…

Why is it a bit rough and has seams?

This isn’t right!

Wu Jin was pondering this as he suddenly opened his eyes to see his face wasn’t even against Cai Yan’s but a big palm.

“A mouth full of gibberish, speaking pretentious foreign accents, reeking of a foul odor!

Get lost!” Liu Hun said, then used his arm forcefully, sending Wu Jin—and his face—to the ground.

Wang Jun quickly helped Wu Jin up, then pointed at Liu Hun and asked, “Where did you pop out from?

Do you know what our young master’s status is?

How dare you make a move?

You’ve bitten off more than you can chew!”

“Whoa, this is serious trouble.

He dared to hit Mayor Xie’s dear nephew; this is like a rat licking a cat, asking for death.”

“I’ll bet half a bun!

This guy is going to get beaten to a pulp!

Look at the people Wu Jin brought.

Their arms are as large as my thighs.

Even seeing this guy, you still dare act tough?!”

“Those two women are like flowers, I can smell their captivating scent from so far away.

Look at Wu Jin.

His evil fire’s so high it’s oozing oil, and his face full of pustules screams one word—lewd!”

“…”

Liu Hun turned and asked Cai Yan and Du Yueling, “Are you two okay?”

Cai Yan and Du Yueling both shook their heads, with Du Yueling even adding worriedly, “Be careful.”

Liu Hun turned back to Wang Jun and Wu Jin and said, “I’m really afraid of biting more than I can chew.

But offending my backside?

I’m not afraid of that!

If you have the guts, let one rip and hit me!”

“Beat him!

Beat his mother!

Beat him to death!” Wu Jin yelled while rubbing his face, and his flunkies immediately pounced on Liu Hun.

Liu Hun focused his Qi into his hand and smashed it toward the first flunky’s face, then immediately swung back, turning the flunky into ham lying lifeless on the ground.

Five people, one minute!

Beating five real dogs wouldn’t have been so easy, let alone five burly men with thick arms and fierce fists.

It was simpler than sipping soup, which at least might scald your tongue.

Beating thugs didn’t even do that.

Du Yueling had witnessed this scene when she first arrived in Wanbao Village.

Seeing it again, she truly felt Liu Hun was punching a beehive, extracting nothing but sweetness.

“Fist of Fury… Huo Yuanjia… or IP Man… Could this be real?

If they’re hired extras, they’re really dedicated.” Cai Yan thought of a few blockbuster movies.

This was the first time she’d seen such a scene in real life.

Watching the blood trickling from the people lying on the ground, she thought it must be real.

“Don’t… don’t make a move!

We’re all civilized people, aren’t we?” Wang Jun spoke shiveringly, as if struck with Parkinson’s.

Just as Liu Hun was about to step forward, he felt someone tugging on his back.

Turning around, it was Du Yueling, who whispered, “Let it go this time.

If it becomes a big deal, it might not be good for Wanbao Village.”

Liu Hun understood Du Yueling’s meaning and was grateful for her constant consideration of Wanbao Village.

He smiled at her and said, “Don’t worry, I know the limits.”

After saying that, Liu Hun turned and beckoned Wu Jin, “Come here, scholar!”

Sweat dripped from every pore on Wu Jin’s greasy face.

He never imagined such a formidable figure appearing in Taiping Town who made him shake all over, like he’d had a three-day city spa spree, now weak in the limbs, walking over to Liu Hun.

“Scholar?

Civilized person?

Then you know how to apologize, don’t you?

I shouldn’t need to teach you, right?” Liu Hun asked, looking harmless yet persuasive.

If there weren’t several flunkies on the ground rolling in pain, he might have believed Liu Hun’s face.

Now he just saw Liu Hun as a smiling King Yan, immediately bowing and apologizing with nods to Cai Yan and Du Yueling.

Du Yueling and Cai Yan watched Wu Jin, who nearly flicked his hair grease out, feeling their fury dissipate.

Seeing their anger faded, Liu Hun patted Wu Jin’s shoulder and said, “Don’t you love English?

Apologize in English, let me hear it.”

“Sor…sorry!” Wu Jin finally stammered out the word after a long effort.

“Sorry?

Such a phony foreign plastic accent!

Next time you can’t act foreign, just be a local dog.

There’s no shame, as long as you don’t bark or bite people randomly.

By the way!

You still need to leash your pups and take them back, remember what I said!” Liu Hun said to Wu Jin.

Casually, he asked a villager nearby for a few ropes, lassoed them around the thugs’ necks, and handed the other end to Wu Jin.

“Wow, he’s really something!

No wonder he’s Mayor Xie’s nephew.

Even sings ‘The East is Red,’ walking into the new era!

While we’re still leashing dogs, he’s leashing people!”

“Look at you, so naive!

Those aren’t people!

Those are lackeys!

They can bark and run and jump, and they bite people!”

“That’s Liu Hun from Wanbao Village!

Truly a capable person!

Handling people so energetically, no wonder he has two lovely women by his side.

I bet he also excels in certain nighttime activities!”

“…”