Urban Miracle Doctor
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564: 564 564: 564 Song Yuwei didn’t know exactly what Qin Han had endured, but seeing Dugu Wushang and Zhong Yuanliang struggle to improve their martial arts, she figured Qin Han’s progress hadn’t been achieved overnight either.

Previously unreachable, as her social status rose, she came into contact with more people from the martial arts circle.

A common saying among them was:

“Martial arts are difficult, as hard as reaching the blue sky!”

“Do you have any medicine?” Song Yuwei sat next to Qin Han and asked softly.

Qin Han gave her a reassuring smile, then pulled out a small medicine bottle from his clothes, shook it at Song Yuwei, and said, “See, I always carry it with me.”

He then poured a Guiyuan Pill from the small porcelain bottle and took it.

He knew his own injuries.

It was just a disruption of his internal energy, which would be fine after a few days of adjustment.

After all, he had just stepped into the Heavenly Realm, although he had directly surpassed the half-step to Heavenly Realm, but he was still only at the beginner level of Heavenly Realm.

The Ten Yama Kings and the Four Heavenly Kings were just appetizers, the real pressure for Qin Han came from the Elder of Heaven’s Deficiency.

Seeing Qin Han take the pill, the concern on Song Yuwei’s face eased, but she still looked somewhat worried.

Dinglingling!

A ringtone sounded, and Qin Han answered the phone.

“Are you injured?” came the steady voice of Ming Xizhi from the other end.

Qin Han laughed and said, “It’s not bad, just a minor injury.”

Qin Han didn’t ask how Ming Xizhi knew about the incident here.

With such a significant event, if Ming Xizhi, being a local governor, didn’t know about it, then he wouldn’t be fit for his post.

Qin Han even felt that the Divine Emperor probably knew about it now.

“Really?” Ming Xizhi asked with noticeable doubt in his tone.

Having dealt with Qin Han for so long, Ming Xizhi certainly knew his character; Qin Han would absolutely not admit it unless absolutely necessary.

“Really!

Why do you sound like an old mother?” Qin Han said irritably.

Upon hearing this, Ming Xizhi immediately became angry and said, “You little rascal, I’ve tolerated you for a long time.

No matter what, I am older than you, you always act so informally with me, also, I am concerned about you, concerned about you!”

“Haha, understood, really, there is nothing wrong!” Qin Han felt warm inside; he could hear the genuine concern in Ming Xizhi’s voice.

“Still able to make me angry, that means the injury really isn’t serious!” Ming Xizhi said irritably.

Qin Han smiled faintly and said, “What do you plan to do about the situation below?”

“Someone will be there to handle it later, you don’t worry about it!” Ming Xizhi said indifferently, “First, heal your injuries, I’ll come and see you in a few days.”

“Okay!” After the two hung up the phone, Song Yuwei asked curiously, “The municipal government actually takes a permissive attitude towards this kind of incident.”

“It’s not permissive, just still within controllable limits.” Qin Han said lightly.

“Since ancient times, heroes using martial arts against the laws, if the people of the pugilistic world really go too far, the Divine Emperor will definitely not let them off.

Today’s event was just a minor incident,” Qin Han said with a smile.

A moment later, Dugu Wushang and Zhong Yuanliang and others returned to the clinic, which seemed a bit crowded, and upon entering, they all bowed and said to Qin Han and Song Yuwei, “Mr.

Qin, Madam!”

“Mr.

Qin, we didn’t find the Elder of Heaven’s Deficiency!” Dugu Wushang said with a somewhat red face.

The Elder of Heaven’s Deficiency had already been critically injured by Mr.

Qin, even losing an arm, but still, he himself had not managed to catch up with him, which made Dugu Wushang somewhat embarrassed.

“You need not worry, as the Heavenly Crippled Old Man is ultimately a Heavenly expert.

Even injured, he remains in the Heavenly realm!

Hiding from you all, making himself unable to be found, is no difficult feat,” Qin Han said indifferently, “That’s all for today.

Everyone should leave now!”

“Yes!”

As Yimu Daoist and Xue Yi approached Qin Han and saw Song Yuwei in front of them, they could only say, “Mr.

Qin, the Holy Medicine Sect will leave some people in Zhongzhou recently.

If needed, just contact Xue Yi directly!”

“Okay!”

After everyone had left, Song Yuwei, inside the clinic, took a few ginseng roots.

Then, she and Qin Han left the clinic and headed home.

On the way, Song Yuwei called to have Number Three send Didi to Song Yuanqiao’s house.

As soon as they got home, Song Yuwei let Qin Han rest on the couch while she busied herself in the kitchen.

Watching Song Yuwei bustling about the kitchen preparing ginseng soup, Qin Han had a faint smile on his lips, feeling contented with such a wife.

In the meantime, Song Yuwei noticed Qin Han’s complexion turning paler and paler as he sat on the couch.

Just as she was about to go check on him, she saw Qin Han standing up and waving his hand at Song Yuwei, who watched him with worried eyes as he walked straight into the restroom.

Once inside the restroom, Qin Han could no longer suppress the blood and violently spat out a mouthful.

Frowning, Qin Han had not expected the backlash from challenging beyond his level to be so severe.

At that moment, Qin Han suddenly turned around.

Song Yuwei was standing at the door, covering her mouth tightly, trying not to cry out loud.

“This is a good sign because I took a Guiyuan Pill at the clinic.

This is expelling the congested blood from my body,” Qin Han said with a grin to Song Yuwei.

“Jerk,” Song Yuwei scolded without a good manner!

Such an excuse might fool a fool, but though she was not a doctor, she knew the difference between congested blood and fresh blood.

Thinking of the man’s increasingly pale face from earlier, Song Yuwei felt a wave of nervousness and asked, “Husband, should I have Elder Sun come over to check on you?”

“What could Sun Pinghui discern?” Qin Han said with a casual laugh, “Besides, I’m fine now.”

Song Yuwei, somewhat angrily, said to Qin Han, “A doctor who can’t heal himself does not know everything.

Don’t think you’re fine just because of your high medical skills.

No, I’m calling Elder Sun!”

As she was turning around to grab her phone, Qin Han came up behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and softly said, “I really am fine, I’m not lying.

And even if there was something wrong, Sun Pinghui wouldn’t be able to solve it.

He’d only prescribe some tonics which you’re already brewing.

What else would we need him for?”

Song Yuwei turned back, looking at Qin Han.

Her eyes reddening slightly, she said, “You promised me, you would always tell me the truth from now on, no lies!”

“Don’t worry, I really didn’t lie to you.

Tonight, I’ll regulate my energy, and I should recover in no more than three days,” Qin Han said, lightly stroking Song Yuwei’s hair and smiling.

“Okay!

I’ll go check on the soup,” Song Yuwei nodded and said.

In the kitchen, while Song Yuwei stared into the pot, she turned around to see Qin Han looking at her from the living room, a slight smile on his lips.

She pouted and returned a smile.

Looking at the handsome man, Song Yuwei felt slightly dazed.

Remembering those past days, she could hardly connect the Qin Han before her with the man from before—it was as if the two were as different as heaven and earth.

Today, she had witnessed Qin Han’s strength firsthand.

Formerly, Song Yuwei only knew that Qin Han’s martial arts realm was not low, evident from Zhong Yuanliang’s encounters, but today she experienced it firsthand.

Watching the strangely dressed martial artists around her, and hearing their murmurs, she felt as if she had returned to an era filled with ancient heroes.

From these martial artists, Song Yuwei learned about the kind of adversaries Qin Han faced and also came to know of his strength through their conversations.

Watching that man in white, standing on the rooftop with a contemptuous glance that dominated all, apart from worry, Song Yuwei felt pride in her heart.

After all, how many men could remain composed under the assault of numerous famous experts and even defeat their enemies in front of them?

Only Qin Han!

Her man, Song Yuwei’s man!