Urban Miracle Doctor -
Chapter 549 - 549 549
549: 549 549: 549 Qin Han had not gone to the clinic for several days in a row, and although there were things to deal with, his character would definitely have brought him to the clinic as soon as he returned to Zhongzhou.
“I’ve been busy with some things recently,” Qin Han casually explained, not minding Zhang Yalin’s teasing.
Speaking of which, he was being a bit irresponsible towards his patients.
But, it was hard to say—was he the only doctor in the world?
Could it be that without Qin Han, the illnesses wouldn’t get treated?
After all, the thing people avoid the most is having too much of a sense of responsibility.
Taking on too much and putting too much pressure on oneself—haven’t you seen how Zhuge Liang died?
Qin Han wasn’t going to that extreme, but taking some time to relax was a good thing.
So, today, Qin Han happily spent the entire day relaxing with Song Yuwei.
After sending Didi to Song Yuanqiao, they went shopping, had dinner, and even watched a movie in the evening.
The two of them were like any ordinary couple, doing everything they hadn’t done before all over again.
Even at the cinema, Qin Han stealthily kissed Song Yuwei’s cheek like a greenhorn in love for the first time, causing her to blush, but feeling a different kind of thrill inside.
Passing through the market, Song Yuwei laughed like a young girl, curious about this and fond of that.
She even took the initiative to ask Qin Han to carry her on his back, which he naturally agreed to readily.
After all, carrying his own wife was an honor.
In past and present lives, Song Yuwei was the only one who ever got to ride on Qin Han’s shoulders.
When the two arrived in front of A No.1 Door, a smile emerged on Qin Han’s lips as he said, “Now that I’ve escorted you here, won’t you invite me up to sit?”
Song Yuwei was stunned for a moment, then realized that Qin Han was teasing her.
Following his lead, she said with a smile, “Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?”
“Of course!” The two entered the house one after the other, with Qin Han getting quite into the act, taking a seat in the living room and exclaiming, “I never imagined your house would be so wealthy; I’ve never seen such a large house.”
Seeing that Qin Han was playing along, Song Yuwei cooperated very well and said, “It’s alright.
Our family is well off, and my mom said that she’d definitely find a live-in son-in-law for me in the future, otherwise she’s afraid I won’t get used to living in a small house.”
“Looks like I’ll have to work hard!” Qin Han said with a laugh.
“What are you working hard for?” Song Yuwei asked with a smile in her eyes.
Qin Han shrugged and said, “Of course, to marry you and take you home!”
“Who’s going to marry you!” Song Yuwei seemed to be influenced by Qin Han and immersed herself in the role-play.
“We’re already like this; if you don’t marry me, who will you marry?” Qin Han winked and embraced Song Yuwei in his arms.
Song Yuwei looked at Qin Han with seductive eyes and didn’t speak.
Suddenly, she bowed her head and offered her lips to him.
That night, Song Yuwei really seemed to return to her girlhood, like a little girl deceived by a big bad wolf, let Qin Han carry her to bed.
Hearing the sounds coming from the room, Hong Luan who was outside the window, stood up and left, still muttering to herself, “I don’t know how his body can take it?
He’s at it every day!”
An hour later, Song Yuwei leaned in Qin Han’s arms, breathing out like orchids.
Neither of them spoke, savoring the afterglow of their frenzy.
After a while, Song Yuwei drew circles on Qin Han’s chest and said, “Husband, I want to go to Shangjing!”
“Why go to Shangjing for a vacation?
There’s nothing there!” Qin Han said, puzzled.
Song Yuwei giggled and replied, “Not for sightseeing; I want to go to expand our business!”
In fact, Song Yuwei’s Qingshi Wangfei only needed to handle the orders for the medicinal potions, which was sufficient.
Even Xiang Xiao and Elder Li had made such a suggestion since this potion was like a goldmine—an endless one at that.
There was really no need to develop other projects.
But Song Yuwei didn’t want to stop there.
Even though the hemostatic powder sold itself without her intervention, when she saw Qin Han casually hand her five hundred million as if it were nothing more significant than cabbage…
She knew her man didn’t care about the money.
She had started her company with the hope that, one day, she could become a pillar of support for Qin Han, to share his burdens rather than always living under his protection.
That’s why she had to grow the market no matter what.
Song Yuwei was an intelligent woman.
She could tell that Qin Han was continuously cultivating Zhong Yuanliang and taming Dugu Wushang, even training two hundred loyal guards for the Zhong family.
Though she didn’t know his ultimate game plan, she would support whatever her man did, just as Qin Han supported her!
She had also wondered why Qin Han had changed so drastically after one night, and even contemplated consulting a fortune teller to see if he had been possessed by something.
However, Song Yuwei quickly dismissed that thought.
Why would she insist on Qin Han returning to his old self rather than enjoying the good days?
Even if Qin Han wasn’t Qin Han, as long as he treated her well, that was enough—and by now, Song Yuwei had completely accustomed herself to all of Qin Han’s ways.
“I don’t really understand these things, but if you think it’s appropriate, that’s fine by me.
The only condition is, don’t overwork yourself,” Qin Han said with a smile.
“Mhm, I know.” Song Yuwei nodded gently, her giggle sweet and naive.
Her man always supported her unconditionally.
Whatever she wanted to do, he would always say, “If you think it’s good, then go ahead!”
“Besides, if there’s anything, you can call Ming Xizhi directly.
As long as it’s not a huge issue, the Ming family should be able to handle it well.
And even if it is a huge issue, I’ll sort it out for you,” Qin Han said calmly, his tone brimming with confidence.
His wife was venturing out; she couldn’t be allowed to face grievances.
Qin Han thought to himself that he must remind Ming Xizhi tomorrow to take good care of Song Yuwei during her time in Shangjing.
“I know, don’t worry!” Song Yuwei smiled sweetly.
It wasn’t easy to handle affairs in Shangjing, where nobility was in no short supply.
If it weren’t for her man’s sufficient network, Song Yuwei wouldn’t have chosen Shangjing as her first target.
Of course, once the Shangjing market was set up, other markets wouldn’t pose much of a challenge either.
“I feel so tired!” Song Yuwei pouted playfully.
Hearing this, Qin Han laughed, gently laid Song Yuwei down, told her to turn around, and knelt on the bed to give her a shoulder massage.
He used techniques from traditional Chinese medicine to make her feel indescribably comfortable.
Gradually relaxing completely, her eyes slowly closed.
Just as Song Yuwei neared a state of sleepy murmur, her arms moved, but now there was something in her hands.
Suddenly, Song Yuwei blushed profusely and let out an alarmed shout, turning around to see Qin Han looking at her with a smile on his face.
“You’re not tired, huh!” Song Yuwei eyed Qin Han incredulously.
“Ah!” With a soft cry from Song Yuwei, Qin Han responded by pulling the blanket over them…
The next day, when Qin Han awoke, he discovered that Song Yuwei had already gotten up early and was making breakfast in the kitchen.
Watching Song Yuwei’s graceful figure, Qin Han stealthily approached and hugged her from behind.
Feeling Qin Han’s presence, Song Yuwei tilted her head back and rested her cheek against his face, smiling as she said, “Go freshen up, breakfast is ready!”
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