Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 646 - 646 646 Hard to Calm Down

646: Chapter 646: Hard to Calm Down 646: Chapter 646: Hard to Calm Down “Qin Wuyang, Heavenly Realm!” Qin Mingyue muttered to herself, “The Heavenly Realm, what kind of realm could it be…”

“I wonder what realm Qin Han has reached by now!”

“The true essence of my swordplay follows the stroke he used to defeat the Crippled Elder that day; I am not his equal!”

“Nevertheless, I am determined to surpass him!”

Having said that, Qin Mingyue continued to swing her longsword.

As a matter of fact, Qin Han also hadn’t anticipated that Qin Mingyue’s insight would be so profound.

She had simply observed his sword strike from that day and developed her own move from it, one that was incredibly powerful.

If Qin Han were to execute this strike, it would be enough to split mountains and shatter rocks!

Central State.

“Aunt Jiang, does my mother still need to continue with her medication?” the middle-aged man asked Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing nodded and said, “Indeed, but we need to alter her prescription this time.

Previously, because your mother’s condition was severe, we used potent medicines.

Now, we should use gentler drugs.”

After speaking, Jiang Qing wrote down another prescription and handed it to the middle-aged man.

“Go back to the same medical hall tomorrow!

Their medicinal materials are rather good.

Also, I will take your mother’s pulse again tomorrow before I leave!”

“Aunt Jiang, where are you going?

Aren’t you in search of someone?

Could it be that you’ve found them?” The middle-aged man quickly inquired upon hearing Jiang Qing was leaving.

Jiang Yao shook her head and said, “It’s been too long; I don’t even know if she is still in Central State.

Let’s leave it at that for now; if we are meant to meet again, fate will bring us together.

I want to go to the capital to find my younger sister!”

…

At this moment, Qin Han was sitting in his study, holding the Shennong Herbal Canon in his hands, but he just couldn’t calm his mind.

If it weren’t for his inner turmoil, Qin Han would have taken the Heavenly Heart Pill to enhance his cultivation tonight!

Song Yuwei carried in a cup of hot tea, pushed open the door, and came up to Qin Han.

Without saying a word, usually when Qin Han was reading, Song Yuwei rarely disturbed him; she would just quietly place the tea down and leave.

This gesture was one of the things Qin Han found enchanting about her—she never overly disturbed Qin Han.

Even a married couple needs their space.

Why do some marriages lose passion after merely a few years?

It’s because the couple’s space is completely tied together, leaving no room for individuality.

In contrast, some couples can live together for decades, and their marriage remains as strong as ever.

Therefore, managing a marriage is also a profound discipline.

However, it’s not that people don’t want to manage their marriage well, but due to differing qualities of life, they fail to do so.

Qin Han and Song Yuwei’s current life allows them both to have their own careers, and they don’t worry about their livelihood, which naturally leads to a different mindset and concerns.

Imagine, if a family had to worry about their livelihood every day, how could a couple have any space for themselves when they meet?

They would always have to discuss how to get by, worried about the groceries, children’s tuition fees, and so on.

Eventually, even the most perfect love could be defeated by the trivialities of life.

Thus, the quality of life actually lays the foundation for marital happiness!

Just as Song Yuwei was about to turn around and leave, Qin Han suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and sat her down on his lap.

“Ah!” Song Yuwei exclaimed softly, “I thought you were so engrossed in your book that you didn’t notice me coming in!”

With Qin Han’s acute senses, how could he not be aware of someone approaching?

It was just that usually, his thoughts were so absorbed in his books that he chose not to speak!

“For some reason, my heart just won’t settle down today,” Qin Han said with a smile.

Hearing this, Song Yuwei turned her head, stroked Qin Han’s hair, and said softly, “Are you still worried about Aunt Jiang’s matter?”

“Perhaps!

I keep feeling like something is about to happen, but I can’t pinpoint what it is,” Qin Han nodded and said, “By the way, Yu Wei, I will be making a trip to Changbai Mountain the day after tomorrow!”

“Going to Changbai Mountain again?

Are you going to gather herbs?” Song Yuwei asked in surprise.

“Yes!

The important medicinal ingredients in the clinic have run out, and some pills I plan to make later will require them, so I need to prepare in advance!” Qin Han nodded and said.

However, Song Yuwei looked at Qin Han with a face full of concern and said, “Last time you talked about the things that happened on Changbai Mountain, it was so scary.

I really don’t want you to go.

Can’t you pay someone else to go?”

“Hiring people is indeed an option, but they don’t know what kind of herbs I need.

If they bring back ones that aren’t old enough, it will just waste more time,” Qin Han said with a smile, “Although under normal circumstances, medicinal farmers can recognize the herbs, the ones I need aren’t easy for ordinary people to obtain.”

“Is it very dangerous?” Song Yuwei asked with concern upon hearing this.

Qin Han picked up Song Yuwei by the waist and brought her to the sofa in the study, confidently saying, “With my current level of cultivation, ordinary things would find it hard to injure me!”

“Really!?” Song Yuwei asked.

“You need to believe in your man!” Qin Han teased as he playfully nudged Song Yuwei’s nose.

Song Yuwei touched her nose and said, “It’s not that I don’t believe in you, I’m just worried about you, right?”

“Speaking of which, it may not be suitable to read books today!” Qin Han suddenly said with a laugh.

Song Yuwei blinked in surprise, asking, “Why do you say that?”

“With a beauty in my arms, if I could still concentrate on reading, wouldn’t I be a sage on par with Confucius?” Qin Han said with a wink.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuwei suddenly felt embarrassed, her face turning red as she gently chided, “You’re always up to mischief!”

Qin Han, however, laughed and placed Song Yuwei on the sofa.

The study was filled with the air of spring; what happened in that moment is not suitable for detailed description, against my intention, it really is…

haha!

Song Yuwei slept soundly in Qin Han’s arms, her face beaming with a blissful smile.

Looking at Song Yuwei’s sweet visage, Qin Han affectionately straightened her hair.

Getting up and heading to the study, Qin Han turned and took out a box of cigarettes from a drawer.

He lit one and stood on the study’s balcony, looking out the window.

The night was adorned with a high-hanging bright moon, stars twinkled above, and not a single cloud marred the night sky; it was tranquil and intoxicating.

“I’ve never seen you smoke before.

Are you troubled by something today?” a voice asked, as a graceful figure flipped over into the room.

Qin Han, without turning back, simply answered, “Has your grandmother come over yet?”

“Not yet, there’s been no opportunity to leave!” Hong Luan said softly.

Hearing this, Qin Han nodded and said, “I have been negligent.

I will leave Zhongzhou the day after tomorrow.

Return to the capital in the next two days and bring your grandmother over.

I will check on her health when I return!”

“Thank you!” Hong Luan said.

The two of them then fell silent.

Qin Han gazed at the night sky, lost in thought, while Hong Luan watched him, feeling somewhat surprised.

Since she had known Qin Han, she had never seen him in this state before.

“Feng Lingdu came looking for me,” Qin Han said indifferently.

“Who?” Hong Luan was startled and asked.

Qin Han turned his head, “You don’t know who Feng Lingdu is?”

Hong Luan shook her head, puzzled, “I don’t know!”

“The Sect Leader of the Gate of Life and Death!”