Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 322 - 322 322 The Strange Mother and Son

322: Chapter 322: The Strange Mother and Son 322: Chapter 322: The Strange Mother and Son When Qin Han arrived at the director’s office of the First Hospital, Sun Pinghui and Xiang Muchun were sitting on the sofa enjoying their tea.

Seeing Qin Han come in, Sun Pinghui hurriedly said, “Come come come, Qin lad, come have a taste, it’s the second brew, and the aroma is at its peak right now.”

Qin Han took the teacup, took a small sip, closed his eyes, let the tea swirl around in his mouth, and then gulped it down with a “glug.”

“Excellent tea!” Qin Han exclaimed sincerely.

As if fishing for praise, Sun Pinghui said, “How is it?

Qin lad, I always think of you when I come across good stuff.”

“Yes, and you always think of me when you have a problem,” Qin Han replied indifferently.

Sun Pinghui pointed at Qin Han, looking helpless, and said to Xiang Muchun, “See, what did I tell you?

This kid doesn’t even say thank you.”

Xiang Muchun smiled and took over the conversation, “Sun Lao thinks highly of Mr.

Qin’s medical skills, believing only Mr.

Qin can solve the tough problems, so he contacts Mr.

Qin only when there’s no other way.”

Qin Han could not deny it.

In fact, he knew Sun Pinghui treated him quite well, but he always seemed to want some advantage from him.

Of course, these advantages weren’t for Sun Pinghui himself but for the medical community.

This was clear from how he persistently coaxed Qin Han into lecturing at the Traditional Chinese Medicine University.

“Qin lad, you haven’t been too busy lately, have you?” Sun Pinghui asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Han looked at Sun Pinghui with a wary expression and said, “Why?

Let me tell you, I’ve been very busy lately!”

“Busy with what?

I heard that Lao Zhang even called the two other famous temperamental doctors from the Traditional Chinese Medicine University to the clinic.”

“You should be pretty relaxed now.”

Qin Han glanced at Sun Pinghui and said, “Busy getting married!”

“What?

When did you and Miss Song get divorced?

Miss Song is such a good person!” Sun Pinghui looked at Qin Han in surprise.

With a resigned expression, Qin Han said, “Why does everyone think I’ve divorced Yu Wei when they hear I’m getting married?”

“What?

You two didn’t get divorced?

Are you marrying a younger one?

Is it that jade girl, the star?”

“I knew it, you had no good intentions keeping her in the clinic!”

“Qin lad, let me tell you, although you’re young, you are a doctor with exceptional medical skills, and to say you possess great prestige in the medical community is by no means an exaggeration.”

“But you can’t become arrogant.

Besides, you know that the crime of bigamy is very serious in Dragon Nation.”

Hearing Sun Pinghui’s ramblings, Qin Han rolled his eyes and said, “Your imagination really is wild!”

“Can’t I just have another wedding ceremony with Yu Wei?”

Xiang Muchun also looked at Qin Han with some surprise and said, “Mr.

Qin, what’s all this about?”

“When I married Yu Wei back then, we had nothing.

Yu Wei didn’t even wear a wedding dress, so I want to hold another ceremony for her,” Qin Han stated plainly.

“So that’s it.

I wouldn’t have guessed you’d be so thoughtful, Qin lad.

Miss Song is a good girl, worth all your care,” Sun Pinghui said.

Qin Han rolled his eyes again, thinking to himself, wouldn’t I care about my own wife?

The few of them chatted as they sipped tea.

Meanwhile, in a courtyard in the capital.

In a gloomy room, a figure clad in black held a stack of documents, murmuring to themselves:

“The resemblance is uncanny, highly skilled in medicine, terrifying in martial arts, also named Qin Han, but why does their appearance differ so much?”

“Could it be a disguise technique?”

“No, even the most sophisticated disguise can’t be this detailed.”

“Could it really be a coincidence?”

The person in black put down the documents in hand, stood up, walked to the door, and gazed at the sky outside.

“What are Yi Mu and the Blood Cloth Guards doing now?” the figure seemed to be talking to themselves.

However, out of the darkness, there emerged a figure in black who said, “Daoist Yimu and the Blood Clothes Guard are together, just sitting and drinking tea every day without any unusual movements.”

The figure with the mask nodded and said, “Understood, you may withdraw!”

No sooner had the voice faded than the figure in black vanished back into the darkness as if they had never appeared.

Meanwhile, in another residence in the capital, Daoist Yimu was sitting in a pavilion with Xue Yi, drinking tea.

“Who in the Blood Clothes Guard knows that the Sect Leader is still alive?” Daoist Yimu asked indifferently.

Xue Yi set down his teacup and said calmly, “Only I and number fifteen know.”

“It’s not that I don’t trust the Blood Clothes Guard,” Daoist Yimu continued slowly, “but the fewer people who know the Sect Leader is alive, the better.

The Sect Leader must have his plans.”

“Understood!”

Daoist Yimu slowly stood up and moved to the edge of the pavilion, turned his back to Xue Yi, and said, “Who do you think in the sect wants to harm the Sect Leader?”

“I don’t know; everyone is a suspect, including you and me!” Xue Yi said indifferently.

Hearing this, Daoist Yimu suddenly laughed, turned around, pointed at Xue Yi, and said, “You, after all these years, you haven’t changed your foul temper, no wonder people in the sect don’t like to interact with you.

You could kill a conversation with just a few sentences.”

“I am telling the truth!” Xue Yi said calmly.

“Do you think whoever is behind this will notice something and take action against the Sect Leader?” Xue Yi said, frowning.

Daoist Yimu nodded and said, “Hard to say…”

“Should we have some of the Blood Clothes Guard go to Zhongzhou, to provide support?” Xue Yi asked.

Daoist Yimu shook his head and said, “That’s not possible.

If the Blood Clothes Guard were to appear in Zhongzhou, those with intentions would notice that the Sect Leader is still alive.”

“That would disrupt the Sect Leader’s plans!”

However, Xue Yi looked worried and said, “Are we just going to let the Sect Leader face it all alone?”

Daoist Yimu waved his hand and said, “For now, although the enemy is in the dark, they are also unsure of the Sect Leader’s identity.

So as long as the Sect Leader doesn’t admit to being the Sect Leader of the Holy Medicine Sect, they won’t make a move.”

“Moreover, during our trip to Jiang City, did you notice that the Sect Leader’s cultivation has improved a lot compared to before?”

“He may very well have reached the legendary realm!”

Xue Yi nodded and said, “I felt it too.

By the riverside, the pressure emanating from the Sect Leader was much stronger than before; it’s very likely he has reached the Earthly Realm!”

“Do you think it’s possible for the Sect Leader to reach the Heavenly Realm?”

Daoist Yimu shook his head and said, “The Heavenly Realm is not so easily attained.

You must realize that the Martial Artist’s Heavenly Realm is equivalent to the Golden Core Realm of that other world!”

“That world is only a legend; nobody has seen it, and what we know is passed down from the older generations.

Whether such people exist is unknown to everyone.”

“However, since the Heavenly Realm is included in the classification of Martial Artist’s realms, the Sect Leader will certainly be able to reach it!” Xue Yi said with a look of admiration.

“Your admiration and devotion to the Sect Leader are ever unwavering!” Daoist Yimu said with a smile.

“Aren’t you the same?” Xue Yi replied, laughing heartily as well.

Zhongzhou, First Hospital.

Qin Han stood up and said to Sun Pinghui and Xiang Muchun, “Gentlemen, dinner time is approaching, so I will take my leave now!”

He didn’t really let Sun Pinghui arrange for a car to take him; he said it just so Song Yuwei wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of making the trip after she got off work.

When Qin Han arrived at the entrance of the hospital building, he saw an ambulance speeding towards him.

The vehicle came to a smooth stop, and from it descended several people carrying a stretcher with a man covered in blood.

“A fall injury!” Qin Han glanced and thought to himself.

However, he didn’t step forward, as it was a patient of the First Hospital.

It wasn’t his place to always meddle!

Yet, the mother and child who disembarked from the ambulance caught Qin Han’s attention.