Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 90 - 90 90 Life Should Not End

90: Chapter 90: Life Should Not End 90: Chapter 90: Life Should Not End The man who arrived was none other than Ni Zhiwei, dressed in a white suit, followed closely by several bodyguards.

“Yu Wei, we meet again!”

Looking at Ni Zhiwei’s lecherous gaze, Song Yuwei felt somewhat afraid and cursed herself for believing Song Yuzhe’s words.

“What do you think, Song Yuwei?

I, your big brother, have been generous to you, haven’t I?

How do you like the husband I found for you?

Hahaha!” Song Yuzhe looked at Song Yuwei with a face full of pride, then turned to Ni Zhiwei and said:

“Brother Ni, I thought tonight was just the wedding night, but it turns out it’s a buy one get one free deal.

This chick beside her isn’t bad either.”

Only then did Ni Zhiwei turn to look at Xiang Xiao standing beside Song Yuwei, sizing her up carefully, and realizing that Xiang Xiao’s figure was also top-notch, curvy and busty, not at all falling short of Song Yuwei.

“What… what are you going to do?” Song Yuwei pointed at Ni Zhiwei, her voice filled with panic.

Song Yuzhe looked at Song Yuwei with disdain and snorted, “What are we going to do?

Brother Ni is going to screw you!”

“Song Yuwei, you let Qin Han beat me up like this, did you really think we could settle everything over a meal?

Hmph, I wonder how Qin Han will react when he knows you’ve become Brother Ni’s woman.

I can’t wait to see his face; it’s going to be priceless.”

“Don’t even think about it!” Xiang Xiao said and began pulling Song Yuwei towards the door, but they were blocked by several bodyguards and couldn’t get out.

“Song Yuzhe, aren’t you afraid father will find out what you are doing?” Song Yuwei shouted sternly.

Song Yuzhe snorted coldly and began to walk towards Xiang Xiao, saying, “So what if he finds out?

I am his biological son; I don’t believe he would go as far as to kill me over you.”

“Guard the door well!” Ni Zhiwei called to the bodyguards behind him and then started walking towards Song Yuwei.

“Ni Zhiwei, you can give up on that notion.

I will never let you have your way,” Song Yuwei said desperately as she stepped back, her face set with resolution.

“Hahahaha, in a moment you’ll be begging for it!” Ni Zhiwei said with a lewd laugh, then, somewhat impatiently, said to Song Yuzhe, “Does your drug work or not?

Why haven’t I seen any effects?”

Song Yuzhe glanced at his watch and said with a smile, “Any second now!”

As if to confirm Song Yuzhe’s words, Song Yuwei and Xiang Xiao began to feel a burning heat spreading through their bodies, their cheeks instantly flushing red.

“They’re heating up, heating up!

Haha!” Song Yuzhe laughed wildly.

Seeing the flush on their faces, Ni Zhiwei and Song Yuzhe could no longer contain themselves and made a move towards them.

Song Yuwei and Xiang Xiao had no choice but to use the table to block their approach, though their weakening bodies soon had them cornered.

As Song Yuzhe and Ni Zhiwei began to unbuckle their belts, despair appeared on Song Yuwei’s face.

She turned to Xiang Xiao and said sorrowfully, “Xiang Xiao, it’s my fault.”

Although Xiang Xiao’s eyes were also somewhat blurry, she muttered, “Why hasn’t he come yet, why hasn’t he come yet?”

But Song Yuwei could no longer make sense of Xiang Xiao’s words, her dwindling rationality filled only with thoughts of Qin Han.

Was this really how it would end?

Her life was just beginning to hold promise—was it to end like this?

Qin Han, I’m sorry, I really wanted to live a good life with you, but…

At that thought, a look of determination crossed Song Yuwei’s face, and she prepared to slam her head violently against the wall.

“Boom!”

A loud noise suddenly erupted, bringing the two nearly incoherent women to look towards the source of the sound.

Just then, the private room’s door was kicked open with colossal strength from the outside, and a man walked in—it was Number 3 from the Qin Family’s Medical Hall!

“Number 3, you’ve finally arrived!” Xiang Xiao cried out in joy, overwhelmed with relief; she truly thought she was done for just moments ago.

“Who the hell are you?

Who let you in?” Song Yuzhe cursed loudly upon seeing Number 3 enter.

Number 3 glanced around the interior of the booth, ignoring Song Yuzhe, and in a few strides, approached Song Yuwei and Xiang Xiao.

He kicked Ni Zhiwei, who was halfway through unbuckling his belt, to the side with one foot.

Ni Zhiwei toppled over from Number 3’s kick, emitting a miserable howl, swearing, “Damn it, that hurts!

Do you even know who I am?”

“Sir said, anyone who dares to touch the lady will not be spared, not even if he were the King of Heaven!” Number 3 said coldly.

Song Yuzhe, seeing Number 3’s stance, realized he was a seasoned fighter with clean and decisive moves—definitely an ex-soldier.

He quickly backed away, not daring to approach.

Number 3 paid no attention to Song Yuzhe; after all, he was Qin Han’s uncle, and although their relationship was strained, Qin Han’s father-in-law was still involved.

Supporting the two women, Number 3 headed towards the room’s doorway.

Xiang Xiao’s drugged state set in, and she began to grope around on Number 3.

This turned the otherwise stoic man somewhat red-faced, but right now, he had no time to think about these things; his focus was on leaving the place as quickly as possible.

Just as the three of them reached the door, a fierce kick suddenly landed on Number 3’s chest from the outside.

With each hand supporting a woman, Number 3 had no time to dodge.

He was propelled out with a whoosh, and the two women also toppled backward with him.

“Who’s this idiot, daring to interrupt Young Master Ni’s fun?”

As soon as the words were spoken, a man in his forties, wearing a tight outfit, entered from outside.

Although he was dressed similarly to Ni Zhiwei’s bodyguards, his presence was not something those bodyguards could match.

Number 3 flipped up from the ground, swiftly took two pills from his bosom, and shoved them into the mouths of Song Yuwei and Xiang Xiao.

Having just done that, Number 3 suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although he had been professionally trained and Qin Han had treated his concealed injuries, recovery still required time.

His strength wasn’t fully restored to its peak, and after encountering a kick unlike any from an ordinary person, he couldn’t hold in the blood and spat it out.

“Martial Artist!” Number 3 squeezed out these two words through clenched teeth.

“You do have some insight, recognizing a Martial Artist,” the man in the tight outfit paused for a while, then sneered, “It seems you’ve led a special forces unit before, and you must have been one of the best.

But before a Martial Artist, you are nothing!”

Ni Zhiwei, seeing his own bodyguard coming in, frustratedly said, “Xun Feng, why are you wasting words with him?

Finish him off for me!”

“Yes, Young Master Ni!” Xun Feng responded, advancing toward Number 3 once again.

Number 3, watching Xun Feng approach, whispered to Xiang Xiao, “I’ll hold him back, you take the lady and run first!”

Before Xiang Xiao could utter a word, she was interrupted by Number 3, “Save the lady!

Contact Mr.

Qin!”

Having said that, Number 3 lunged towards Xun Feng like a cheetah, and while still in midair, left behind a command, “Go!”

“Go, you’re overestimating yourself!” said Xun Feng, not showing the slightest concern when he saw Number 3 charging at him.

Inhaling deeply, he threw a punch straight at Number 3, who was still mid-flight.

“Crack!”

No sooner had they exchanged blows than the result of Number 3’s punch was a direct fracture in his right hand.

Despite his strength being top-notch in the military forces, ordinary people still stood no chance against a Martial Artist!