Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 565 - 565 565 Pretend I Never Said Anything

565: Chapter 565: Pretend I Never Said Anything 565: Chapter 565: Pretend I Never Said Anything In a manor in Zhongzhou City.

A charming woman was sipping tea, her gaze casually looking out the window.

“I say, Madame Beauty,” Qin Mingyue spoke lightly, “did you call me here just to have tea?”

Madame Beauty glanced at Qin Mingyue with slight annoyance and said lazily, “Otherwise?

Could it be you thought I invited you to spend a spring night together?”

“No, I’ve never thought that.

I still prefer women close to my age!” Qin Mingyue said with a laugh.

“Qin Mingyue!” Madame Beauty said coldly.

Qin Mingyue shrugged and said with a laugh, “Just a joke, don’t be tense!”

“What do you think about today’s events?” Qin Mingyue asked seriously.

“Today’s battle will surely make Qin Han’s name renowned throughout the entire martial arts world of Long Country!

I estimate some old fellows will come out because of him!” Madame Beauty said with a grave expression.

In her mind, the force of Qin Han’s sword was still lingering; she imagined if it had been her, the outcome would likely have been the same!

From today onward, this man’s name would completely dominate the world.

Fighting alone against the Gate of Life and Death, slaying ten kings of hell, killing the four heavenly kings of the Gate of Life and Death, the crippled elder, what an illustrious record was this?

This was a fierce record that the martial arts world hadn’t seen in decades.

From now on, no one in the world would dare underestimate him, Qin Han.

“Actually, if you wanted, the number one spot on the Sacred Ranking should have been yours!” Qin Mingyue said lightly, “But now it seems impossible.

With Qin Han around, no one else will claim the top spot of the Sacred Ranking!”

Madame Beauty shook her head and said, “What use do I have for these empty titles?

If it weren’t for being provoked back then, I wouldn’t have intervened or ended up with the title of the fourth on the Sacred Ranking!”

“I understand, but if the people of the martial arts world knew that Madame Beauty is still intact, I wonder how many men would go crazy for you!” Qin Mingyue said with a laugh.

Madame Beauty glanced at Qin Mingyue, annoyed, and said, “If outsiders knew that the usually stoic Qin Mingyue is actually a bit of a rogue behind the scenes, I wonder what they would think!”

“All right, we’re familiar with each other!” Qin Mingyue said lightly.

Madame Beauty looked at Qin Mingyue and asked casually, “What are your plans next?”

“Return to the sect to enter seclusion!” Qin Mingyue said evenly, “This battle observation gave me a profound insight!”

Madame Beauty nodded, knowing something of Qin Mingyue’s situation within his family, so his pursuit of martial arts was more desperate than anyone else’s.

“You’re not really getting interested in Qin Han, are you?” Qin Mingyue asked again.

Madame Beauty laughed, her smile enchantingly blossoming, and said, “Yes, I am quite interested in him!”

“All right then,” Qin Mingyue said, resigned.

“What do you mean by all right?” Madame Beauty’s brows furrowed as she looked at Qin Mingyue.

Qin Mingyue smiled casually and said, “Just what it means!”

The night was like water, and Song Yuwei and Qin Han lay in bed.

Having taken the ginseng soup, Qin Han’s complexion had greatly improved, and it wouldn’t take long for his injuries to heal.

“Just don’t know when the master of the Gate of Life and Death will appear?” Qin Han thought, his eyes open.

This time, the Gate of Life and Death had truly been crippled.

The hatred between them and Qin Han had deepened, and having seen Elder Heaven’s skill, it was undeniable that the master of the Gate of Life and Death must be of the Heavenly realm.

Moreover, among the spectators today, there were a few old fellows hidden away, all with incredibly powerful auras.

Qin Han thought to himself, “It seems I’ve underestimated the people of the world.”

After seeing the martial arts world of Zhongzhou, Qin Han had thought that the modern society’s martial arts world had declined.

Now it seemed, he had been too presumptuous.

“What are you thinking about?” Song Yu asked, looking at Qin Han’s resolute profile and asking softly.

“Thinking of you,” Qin Han blurted out.

“You don’t even bother making up lies anymore, do you?” Song Yuwei pinched Qin Han, speaking in annoyance.

She was right beside him, and he had been staring at the ceiling the whole time, not even glancing at her, yet he dared to brazenly say he missed her, and so casually too.

Even someone as naive as Song Yuwei knew he was just brushing her off.

Qin Han smiled faintly, turned around, and held Song Yuwei’s soft body in his arms.

A pleased smile curved up the corners of Song Yuwei’s mouth.

She didn’t fuss about what had just happened, and moved to find an extremely comfortable position, resting her head against Qin Han’s chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“Why is your heart beating so fast?” Song Yuwei suddenly sat up and asked.

She knew Qin Han was injured.

His rapid heartbeat now was a bit worrying—could there be something wrong?

Looking into Song Yuwei’s eyes full of worry, a mischievous smile appeared on Qin Han’s lips, then he grasped Song Yuwei’s delicate hand, sliding it down her body.

“Ah!” Song Yuwei cried out, her face instantly turning a deep red.

Seeing this, Qin Han chuckled and said, “How can my heart not race when I’m holding such a gorgeous beauty in my arms?”

“You big jerk!” Song Yuwei retorted sweetly, thinking she had been concerned he might be having a complication from his injuries, but he had other ideas.

Qin Han chuckled, then hugged Song Yuwei tightly.

He lowered his head and kissed her tender red lips.

“Mmm…” Song Yuwei made indecipherable noises, then somehow found the strength to push Qin Han away and looked at him in astonishment, her eyes showing a hint of apology.

“Honey, don’t get me wrong.” Seeing the look of disappointment in Qin Han’s eyes, Song Yuwei felt a pang in her heart and softly spoke.

Blushing, Song Yuwei weakly said, “You’re still injured, it’s not good to do that.

Can we wait until you’re healed?”

Hearing Song Yuwei’s words, a smile appeared on Qin Han’s lips.

“Actually, I’m strong enough to kill a bull right now.” Qin Han flexed his muscular arm, winking and grinning mischievously.

“Stop showing off.

Let’s wait until you’re healed.” Song Yuwei pushed Qin Han slightly, then pouted.

She then covered her exquisite body with the blanket, to keep him from getting any more mischievous ideas.

Seeing Song Yuwei’s manner, Qin Han knew that tonight was probably off the table and steadied his mind, feeling not too disappointed.

“Honey, today Mom called and told me something,” Song Yuwei said softly.

“What is it?” Qin Han asked curiously, hoping it wasn’t another bout of mischief from those relatives.

“Mom is urging us to have a child,” Song Yuwei said, her face flushing.

Seeing Song Yuwei’s shy demeanor, Qin Han asked with amusement, “Song Yuwei, what are you implying?”

Just moments ago, she had seemed determined to reject him because she was worried about his health, and now she was bringing up this topic—didn’t she know how much he was looking forward to it?

Song Yuwei suddenly realized that this might not be the right time to discuss this topic, thought for a moment, and decided to play ostrich, saying, “Pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Then she covered her entire head with the blanket!

“But you already said it!

And it’s hard to refuse the old folks’ wishes, isn’t it?” Qin Han laughed.

Seeing Qin Han take advantage of the situation, Song Yuwei said in annoyance, “Don’t get any ideas, tonight is definitely not happening!”

“Alright, let’s sleep,” Qin Han said, seeing that Song Yuwei was adamant.

He touched his temple and smiled.

“Mm.” Song Yuwei nodded softly, hugged one of Qin Han’s arms, and murmured a few words before falling into a deep sleep.