Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 817 - 817 816 I will be responsible for you

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The smoke dissipated, and Tang Feng looked at the woman in his arms, his eyes softening with a touch of tenderness.

Such a wonderful woman, how could anyone bear to hit her?

Tang Feng’s grip tightened slightly.

“Xiao Lei, do you regret it?”

“No, on the contrary, I’m really glad to have met a man like you who truly understands women,” she replied.

“How much do I understand?” Tang Feng asked with a mischievous smile.

“You devil.

You made me do things I’ve never done before—are you satisfied now?” Tian Xiaolei’s face turned bright red, the flush lingering.

“As long as you enjoyed it.

This is what real life should be like.

But let me tell you, any woman I’ve touched—others absolutely cannot touch her again.

That’s my bottom line.”

“Relax, my little man, I’ll take responsibility for you.

That scumbag—I’ll kick him out tomorrow,” she said firmly.

“Do you need my help?”

“No need.

Let me handle this myself.

By the way, you said earlier that discussing life with you could really cure my condition?”

“You don’t believe me?

Then let’s continue.”

“No, stop it!

I can’t take it anymore,” Tian Xiaolei protested, deeply frightened.

To be honest, she never imagined a man could be so intense—it truly scared her.

“Haha, you’re so cute right now.

Come on, let’s go take a shower.” With that, he picked her up.

“Don’t cause trouble!”

“Oh, come on, who started the trouble earlier?

What, you refuse to admit it now?

No problem, I’ll make you admit it.”

“You—you devil!”

Tang Feng chuckled slyly.

Night passed in silence.

The next morning, Tang Feng woke up to find the beauty had already left.

On the dining table, though, she had left breakfast and a note.

“Little brother, I’ve gone ahead.

Make sure to eat breakfast.

Thanks for last night.”

Tang Feng read the teasing words and smiled wryly.

Once a woman gets promoted, she absolutely turns into a devil beyond comparison.

Oh no, I’m late.

He slapped his forehead, quickly gathered his documents, and rushed to the office.

In Group 1, Tang Feng, who’d arrived half an hour late, was pulled aside by a male colleague as soon as he walked in.

“Bro, whatever they say later, just listen and don’t talk back, alright?”

“Thanks,” Tang Feng said, patting his colleague on the shoulder before heading back to his desk.

“Tang Feng, are you planning to get yourself fired?

Late on your second day at work?”

“If you don’t want the job, get lost!

This isn’t a place for slackers.”

“Young people need to value punctuality.”

The women chimed in one after another, leaving Tang Feng no chance to speak.

He couldn’t be bothered to argue.

Instead, he picked up the sorted documents and handed them out one by one to the six women.

“You’re finished already?” The six women perused the documents, stunned.

It seemed impossible—something even they would need three days to complete.

“This is why I was late.

I wonder if you seniors still have anything else to say,” Tang Feng replied calmly.

“Ahem—still, being late isn’t acceptable.

Don’t let it happen again,” one of them said.

Seeing the impeccable work, it wasn’t easy to stay angry.

No one expected this young guy to have real skills.

He’d managed to slightly shift their impressions of him.

The day passed uneventfully.

But as evening approached, one of the women in the office suddenly reacted, experiencing severe nausea and vomiting.

At first, she thought she’d eaten something bad.

Then she remembered the note Tang Feng had written her yesterday, and panic set in.

The note simply said: “Check your stomach immediately.”

Since she’d been feeling fine, she hadn’t taken it seriously—eating well and sleeping well as usual.

But now, the nausea, vomiting, and eventually spitting up a bit of blood terrified her.

Unable to wait until quitting time, she rushed out of the office.

She wasn’t the only one.

The other five women experienced similar symptoms, eerily mirroring what Tang Feng’s notes had predicted.

They all went to the hospital for checkups, and the results shocked every single one of them.

Tang Feng’s predictions had been spot on.

Could that young man really possess medical skills?

They all left the hospital with some medication, but recovery wouldn’t be quick—it would take three, five days, maybe even ten or fifteen.

For two of them, the conditions were even more severe, possibly incurable.

At such a critical point in their careers, none of them wanted to be held back by illness.

The next day, Tang Feng arrived punctually at work.

But the women were already gathered, making him momentarily think he’d arrived late again.

He relaxed after checking the clock.

To be honest, a pack of women could be scarier than a pack of wolves.

“Xiao Tang, good morning!

Have you had breakfast today?

Sister Qin brought you some,” one of them said coyly.

Tang Feng smiled.

When their own interests were at stake, these women could change face faster than flipping a page.

Soon, his desk was piled high with various breakfasts.

“Ladies, with all this sudden kindness, I’m starting to feel uneasy,” Tang Feng said.

“We were wrong before; we failed to recognize your talent.

Can you help take care of us?

You’ll be rewarded greatly down the line,” one of them pleaded.

“Exactly!

We’ll have your back from now on.”

“Can I be late for work?”

The women paused, then nodded collectively.

“Of course!”

“Do I still have to organize the documents?”

“No need, no need,” they echoed.

“Well, that’s a bit embarrassing.

This way, I’ll have nothing to do,” Tang Feng said.

“You don’t need to do anything,” the six women replied in unison, surprising even themselves.

“Alright, after work, I’ll take care of you,” Tang Feng said.

“Great!

Eat quickly, or it’ll get cold,” they urged with newfound gentleness, making Tang Feng almost mistake them for someone else—could these really be the same witches from before?

Cao Fei and another male colleague approached Tang Feng’s desk.

“Dude, that’s impressive.

How did you pull that off?”

“If I told you I did nothing, would you believe me?”

“Only a fool would believe that.

Teach us some tricks!” Cao Fei joked.

“Cao Fei, I just checked their health—that’s all.”

“You’re amazing!

Just two days in and you’ve got them wrapped around your finger.

You’re a divine!” The admiration in their eyes practically glittered.

“You’re mistaken; I only helped them with some minor illnesses,” Tang Feng clarified.

“You know medical skills?”

“Family tradition—just a little knowledge.”

“Then why come here for sales instead of working at a Medical Hall?” Cao Fei asked, stunned.

“Uh, working at a Medical Hall has no freedom, no beautiful women, no perks.”

“Alright, I’m convinced,” Cao Fei said, rolling his eyes but smiling afterward.

“Hey, could you check me out too?”

“Your condition isn’t impossible to address, but…” Tang Feng trailed off.

“Money isn’t an issue.”

“I don’t need money.

I only have one request—absolute freedom at work.

Deal?”

“Done!” Cao Fei agreed instantly.

“Alright, tomorrow I’ll give you a surprise,” Tang Feng promised.

“Thanks, buddy!” Cao Fei’s grin was as wide as if he’d won a lottery.

Starting tomorrow, Tang Feng’s life was bound to improve.

At lunch, he was pulled by the six women to a western-style restaurant, where he enjoyed a lavish meal.

In the private room, the six waited eagerly.

When Tang Feng brought out a set of golden needles, they couldn’t help being frightened.

“Ancient Acupuncture—just a few needles will do the trick.

They’re so fine; you won’t even feel the pain,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Does acupuncture mean taking off clothes?” one of them asked uneasily.

“It’s necessary, but only the outer layer.

Don’t let your thoughts run wild,” Tang Feng reassured them.

“I’ll go first!

Mine’s serious,” said the woman with stomach pain, removing her jacket without hesitation.

Clearly, the past two days had worn her down.

Gastric atony—no joke.

“””