Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 106 - 106 106 only has 1 chance oh

106: Chapter 106 only has 1 chance oh 106: Chapter 106 only has 1 chance oh Qin Han was somewhat surprised to hear Song Yuwei’s words, but didn’t think much of it since he could now afford to support her, whether she worked or not.

Song Yuwei took a deep breath and said with a smile, “Firstly, I’m an outsider after all, holding shares in the Song family would be a laughing stock to others.”

“Secondly, I plan to join Wenfeng Group because it holds shares by Qin Han and Wen Feng and I have already discussed it.

I will serve as the CEO of the newly established cosmetics company in Wenfeng Group.

The cooperation between Wanhua Company and Song Group will not end.

With Wanhua’s projects, if my elder brother works hard, it won’t be hard for Song Group to get through the current difficulties.”

After finishing, Song Yuwei let out a long sigh.

Qin Han looked at Song Yuwei with a smile, supporting whatever she did, and Zhou Wenfeng had also mentioned Wenfeng Group to him.

Although he knew Zhou Wenfeng wanted to tie him to the Zhou family, Qin Han didn’t mind.

Now, Song Yuwei taking a position in the cosmetics company was also a good choice, after all, his future endeavors indeed depended on financial resources.

“Yu Wei, are you still mad about what happened before?” Lu Huixi took Song Yuwei’s hand and said, “If so, tell me, what will it take for you to let it go?”

“No, really, I’d actually been wanting to leave Song Group for a while, but my elder brother wasn’t focusing on the business, and I worried that my father couldn’t handle it alone.

That’s why I stayed with Song Group.”

Song Yuwei shook her head quickly, indicating it wasn’t as Lu Huixi suggested.

Song Yuzhe was the most surprised of all; Song Yuwei’s departure did not bring him any joy but instead a sense of failure.

It turned out that what he had been fighting for and guarding against theft was, in others’ eyes, not even valued.

At this moment, Lu Huixi’s heart felt like a bottle of mixed flavors had spilled, wondering what she had been doing all these years.

Seeing Song Yuwei’s determination to leave, Song Yuanqiao did not insist on her staying; after all, whether with him or his children, it remained the Song family’s.

After the dinner, Lu Huixi strongly requested that Qin Han and his two children spend the night at her house, with one of them sleeping with her.

Unable to be stubborn about it, they had to agree.

Diu Diu was taken by Song Yuanqiao to the living room to play with the new toys he bought for the little fellow, while Qin Han accompanied Song Yuwei for a walk outside.

“What are you laughing at?” Song Yuwei asked Qin Han.

“Does this count as going through hardships to come to joy?” Qin Han asked with a light laugh.

At his words, Song Yuwei sighed and said, “Of course it does, thinking back over the past few years…”

“Let the past be the past!” Qin Han said softly, taking hold of Song Yuwei’s hand.

Song Yuwei gave a smile that seemed to fade all other colors around her, leaning gently into Qin Han’s arms in the next moment.

This was a moment when Qin Han’s usually serene heart stirred slightly, his hands softly embracing Song Yuwei, feeling deeply content as if he held the whole world in his arms.

Looking at her delicate face and those fiery red lips, Qin Han gently lowered his head toward her, only to be pushed away by Song Yuwei in the next moment.

Seeing the helpless look on Qin Han’s face, Song Yuwei said softly with a slightly reddened cheek, “Not like this, there are people around.”

“So, it’s okay when there’s no one around?” Qin Han winked.

Song Yuwei rolled her eyes at him and teased, “Is that all you think about?”

“Hey, I’ve been a monk for over three years,” Qin Han said, looking aggrieved.

Their relationship having warmed up recently allowed Qin Han to try some slightly more risqué jokes with Song Yuwei.

“Yeah, right!” Song Yuwei teased, rolling her eyes at him again.

“It’s getting dark.

We should head back!” Song Yuwei said.

Qin Han was reluctant to leave, cherishing the rare time they had alone, he then said, “Let’s stay a little longer!”

“I still need to tidy up the room; there’s only one bed in there,” Song Yuwei said softly, her face flushed.

Hearing Song Yuwei’s words, Qin Han raised an eyebrow and spoke immediately, “I forgot about that, let’s hurry home!”

“Silly!” Looking at Qin Han’s somewhat exaggerated expression, Song Yuwei couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him.

That night, the two of them slept together, but the details are not for outsiders to know.

Nothing that some might imagine happened, as Song Yuwei said she needed time, and naturally, Qin Han would not force her.

The next day, the two went to work together while Didi was left at home by Song Yuanqiao, who said he would take him out to play.

After dropping off Song Yuwei, Qin Han headed to the clinic on his own.

When Qin Han walked into the clinic, he saw Zhong Yuanliang busy cleaning.

Zhang Yalin had actually arrived early, and probably because of Zhong Yuanliang’s presence, Miss Zhang was now living comfortably, no doubt directing Zhong Yuanliang in his chores.

Regarding this, Qin Han merely smiled faintly and was about to sit down when Zhang Yalin pulled his arm and said, “I’ve figured out the uses of the prescriptions in ‘Compendium of Materia Medica.'”

“Not bad, not too dumb!” Qin Han said calmly, sitting down.

Zhang Yalin felt like hitting someone, having studied day and night, only to receive a ‘not bad’?

She really wanted to ask Qin Han what his definition of smart was.

“Go make a cup of tea!” Qin Han ordered.

By the time Zhang Yalin brought the brewed tea over, there was already a piece of paper filled with medicinal ingredients on the table.

“Use the medicinal ingredients on this paper to maximize the formulation of the prescriptions and also write down the effects of each prescription,” Qin Han stated indifferently.

Zhang Yalin pouted, visibly annoyed.

She wanted to learn the real skills, like Qin Han’s acupuncture techniques, not to spend every day poring over these boring prescriptions.

Watching Zhang Yalin enter the back room, Qin Han shook his head, “This temperament still needs some refinement.”

However, compared to her, Zhong Yuanliang was doing well, handling all the cleaning duties without complaints, even arranging the chairs and tables neatly and then refilling Qin Han’s tea.

Qin Han couldn’t help but nod approvingly; the child was teachable.

“Still feeling any resentment?” Qin Han asked Zhong Yuanliang in a calm voice.

“No, there’s nothing to say if one’s skills are inferior,” he replied.

Zhong Yuanliang’s expression was calm, showing no pretense.

“Not bad, you’ve learned the principle of taking a beating,” Qin Han nodded approvingly, complimenting Zhong Yuanliang, although for young master Zhong, this was hardly something to boast about.

Qin Han smiled, “Seeing that your attitude is quite respectful, I’ll give you some pointers.”

Qin Han had taught many disciples and had his own style when it came to teaching—he believed in balancing sternness with kindness to avoid adverse reactions.

The next moment, under Zhong Yuanliang’s watchful eye, Qin Han’s hands continuously shifted, and after a few minutes, Qin Han stopped and looked at Zhong Yuanliang with a smile, saying:

“This is a technique from ‘Chaos Six Extremes.’ How long you take to comprehend it will depend on your perceptiveness.”

Zhong Yuanliang was almost in tears, “Can I say I didn’t see clearly?”

“You only get one chance!” Qin Han winked.

If he couldn’t see it, then it wasn’t Qin Han’s fault to blame.