Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 491 - 491 491 Dugu Wushang

491: Chapter 491 Dugu Wushang 491: Chapter 491 Dugu Wushang The matter had finally been discussed, and only then did Zhong Wanshan ask Zhang Yalin, “Yalin, your senior brother said you cried, what happened?”

“Nothing…

no big deal!” Zhang Yalin’s face turned red as she spoke.

Xu Bingyan, however, laughed and said, “Yalin is missing Yuan Liang!”

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wanshan seemed to understand all at once.

In fact, he had wanted to ask Qin Han how much longer before Zhong Yuanliang would return since his granddaughter-in-law was already showing.

Surely they couldn’t wait until the child was born to hold the wedding ceremony?

But he also knew that the reason his senior brother had sent Zhong Yuanliang to the Dark Dragon was for Zhong Yuanliang’s own good, even for the future benefit of the Zhong family!

Turning his head to look at Qin Han, he noticed that Qin Han had resumed his indifferent demeanor, yet his eyes still brimmed with anger.

He then gave a wry smile to Zhang Yalin, indicating that he would refrain from asking further questions today.

At this moment, everyone could see that Qin Han was in a bad mood; it was best not to bother him.

After speaking, Zhong Wanshan told Qin Han he would handle the matter before leaving the clinic!

Still, even with news spread, some people refused to believe it, or perhaps the news had arrived too late.

In the evening, a young man dressed in martial artist attire, holding a Tang sword, stood in front of Qin Han.

Qin Han squinted slightly, displeased by the quick arrival of visitors.

“Second on the Heaven Ranking, Dugu Wushang.” The man looked at Qin Han and slowly announced his name.

His aura, unpretentious and simple, was just like his Tang sword.

Looking at the profound man before him, Qin Han glanced casually and spoke indifferently, “What can I do for you?”

“To fight with you,” Dugu Wushang stated plainly!

“Your aura is indeed refined, but still lacks a fine touch.

You need to contemplate more, and you should know, fighting me means regardless of life or death, I despise endless troubles,” Qin Han said lightly!

Dugu Wushang looked at Qin Han, his expression calm, without a ripple, and replied simply, “To hear the Dao in the morning, to die in the evening would be enough.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Han was slightly taken aback, not expecting to meet such a pure martial artist.

“Even if you do not care for your life, it won’t be easy to make me act!” Qin Han said lightly as he looked at Dugu Wushang!

Dugu Wushang then sat down by the doorway, stating calmly, “If you do not act, I will not leave!

A day’s sitting is as good as a year’s!”

Upon hearing this, Qin Han had a wry smile while looking at Dugu Wushang, and finally said, “How about we make a bet?”

“How shall we bet?” Dugu Wushang asked indifferently!

“If you lose, I won’t kill you, but you must stay by my side for five years,” Qin Han said lightly as he looked at Dugu Wushang!

Dugu Wushang did not become angry but asked calmly, “And if I win?”

“You won’t win,” Qin Han shook his head slightly.

“Five years for a life seems not a bad deal,” Dugu Wushang said aloud!

Qin Han smiled faintly; he urgently needed capable people around him, and since Dugu Wushang was of pure character, Qin Han didn’t mind recruiting him.

“But you are too confident.

If you lose, I will take your life,” Dugu Wushang told Qin Han calmly.

“Fine,” Qin Han chuckled lightly.

If he lost, what of it to give his life to him?

Would Qin Han ever lose?

Dugu Wushang, holding a Tang sword, quietly watched Qin Han, his aura slowly rising.

“Go ahead and make your move!

If I strike first, you won’t even have the chance to respond,” Qin Han said indifferently, his tone exuding a strong confidence.

“This guy speaks just like a Qin!” Zhang Yalin murmured softly.

Xu Bingyan blinked and said, “So, Mr.

Qin had the intention to recruit!”

“Recruit?”

Xu Bingyan ignored Zhang Yalin, focusing intently on the two people in the arena.

The next moment, Dugu Wushang’s Tang sword suddenly unsheathed, a simple and unadorned strike, subtly embodying the philosophy of “return to simplicity.” It seemed ordinary at first glance, but it was fraught with hidden intricacies.

With this draw of the sword, Qin Han’s every path of retreat was subtly sealed.

If Qin Han retreated, he would inevitably face relentless attacks.

“Based on this strike, you qualify to stay by my side,” Qin Han said, nodding in satisfaction.

Dugu Wushang’s pupils shrank as he saw the sword stopped between Qin Han’s fingers, unable to advance further.

“Your sword is too slow,” Qin Han said lightly.

“I have lost,” Dugu Wushang admitted sincerely.

To accept his strike so effortlessly, killing him would have been no challenge at all.

This man was more unfathomable than imagined.

“A bet accepted is a loss conceded.” Dugu Wushang was straightforward in his concession.

Qin Han smiled faintly, and in the next instant, he snatched away Dugu Wushang’s Tang sword.

The sword seemed suddenly to be imbued with a soul, and three sword techniques materialized in Dugu Wushang’s mind as though tangible.

“This is my understanding of the sword technique.

You probably won’t be able to digest anything more profound just yet, so consider these three techniques a gift from me,” Qin Han remarked lightly.

“From today, settle down here in this medical clinic.

Just like Ah Mu, guard the door.

If anyone comes looking for trouble, send them away,” Qin Han said, then left the medical clinic.

Dugu Wushang stood rooted to the spot, his mind filled with the image of the sword.

He clearly felt that in that moment, the Tang sword had been imbued with a soul.

A moment later, Dugu Wushang came to his senses, glimpsing Qin Han’s retreating figure.

That not-so-broad figure, in Dugu Wushang’s eyes, appeared immensely towering.

Bowing deeply towards Qin Han’s back, Dugu Wushang found a new direction in his martial arts, all thanks to that man’s guidance.

“What kind of existence did I actually challenge!” Dugu Wushang murmured with a rueful smile.

But thinking of staying by Qin Han’s side for five years, Dugu Wushang felt an inexplicable excitement, devoid of the humiliation of being compelled by others.

Only by following such a powerful figure could he continue to improve himself.

To beat and then to offer a sweet date, Qin Han was adept in such tactics.

Had he used force to make Dugu Wushang serve him, Dugu Wushang’s heart might have harbored much resentment.

But after the guidance, Dugu Wushang felt little desire to resist, aware that it had been he who had initiated the challenge, and Qin Han’s actions were like returning evil with kindness.

In his past and present lives, Qin Han had already approached the threshold of martial arts.

Whether in terms of cultivation level, realm, or understanding of martial arts, it was hard for anyone in his era to match him in mentoring a martial artist like Dugu Wushang at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Therefore, Qin Han did not mind casually sharing some wisdom; of course, such gestures were meant for those with integrity—those utterly wicked could never receive such kindness from Qin Han.

Dugu Wushang was indeed admirable, a true swordsman.

This was no pretense; if it were, he could never have mastered such a simple sword technique, and hence why Qin Han, having initially been intent on killing him, had spared his life.

He needed someone capable by his side, but not just anyone qualified to help him.

If Dugu Wushang hadn’t shown the potential to move Qin Han, he would have ended up just another corpse.

Having won over Dugu Wushang, Qin Han was in a good mood.

After all, if anyone came to challenge from the Heaven’s List, he could now simply let Dugu Wushang handle it, sparing himself the effort.