The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 44 - : Chapter 44: The First Wife is Here!

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: The First Wife is Here!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After dealing with the menacing ghost in orange, Huang Xiaolong exited from Cui Feiyan’s dream world.

Checked his phone, it was already 11 p.m.

“Hah… Feiyan’s nightmare was quite long…but now, the storm had passed. She will never have to relive that dream again…” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

At this moment, Cui Feiyan fluttered her drowsy eyes open.

“Feiyan, how do you feel now?” Huang Xiaolong asked light-heartedly.

“Hmm– I feel much lighter.” Cui Feiyan crinkled her pert nose. “Huang Xiaolong, was my former life really that despicable? Recklessly taking lives…The ghost in orange just then claimed that I forced her to commit suicide…”

“Feiyan, just focus on living this life well. Who cares about past lives…Some people’s past lives may have been pigs or dogs or whatnot.” Huang Xiaolong, who was still lying on the same bed as Cui Feiyan, said with a laugh. The warm and fragrant scent wafting from her made him feel as sweet as if he were smeared with honey.

Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but take several more looks. Under the lamplight, her large eyes, long eyelashes, porcelain skin, and cherry lips were immaculate. Cui Feiyan was stunningly beautiful!

Realizing this, Cui Feiyan blushed, “Huang Xiaolong, thank you…l’m going to head home to rest now.”

After the nightmare had gone, Cui Feiyan felt exhausted, even enervated. Fatigue came rushing over her like the tide and her eyelids felt heavy as lead. She would have loved to just sleep.

“No need…Feiyan, let’s just sleep here. It’s really late, and besides, it’s a waste not to sleep in such an expensive place.” Huang Xiaolong said earnestly.

“You…you’re just trying to take advantage of me.” Cui Feiyan said coquettishly. Now, her icy demeanor had melted, and in front of Huang Xiaolong, she occasionally revealed a coy femininity. Today’s events had led to some changes in Cui Feiyan’s state of mind, and Huang Xiaolong’s standing in her heart had significantly improved.

Partly because of her exhaustion, and partly because of her subconscious yearn, Cui Feiyan didn’t want to separate from Huang Xiaolong just yet.

“Sure…let’s just sleep then. But, Huang Xiaolong, no funny business, alright? Otherwise, I’m going straight home,” Cui Feiyan said softly.

“Don’t worry, Feiyan, I won’t cross any borders.” Huang Xiaolong assured. He wouldn’t take advantage of someone when they were down.

He had faith that he could make Cui Feiyan fall completely in love with him and be the one who actively wanted to get intimate…

After saying this, Huang Xiaolong didn’t make any abnormal moves, instead, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Soon, soft snores could be heard from Huang Xiaolong.

“Phew—-” Cui Feiyan let out a sigh of relief.

She was also at the end of her rope, practically dropping off to sleep immediately.

Half-awake, half-asleep, Cui Feiyan found that it was surprisingly comfortable leaning against Huang Xiaolong while sleeping. For the first time in over twenty years, a feeling welled up in her heart – a feeling of security.

Huang Xiaolong had given her a sense of security that she had never felt before!

Cui Feiyan had often imagined what kind of man could give her a sense of security… A muscular man’s man? A business elite recently returned from studying abroad? A dashing and irresistible aristocrat? Or maybe a charming and worldly-wise older man?

The answer was none of them! Instead, it was a poorly dressed country bumpkin!

Well… Life is full of surprises!

The scent wafting off of Huang Xiaolong was very pleasant. Cui Feiyan shifted closer and placed her head lightly on Huang Xiaolong’s chest, gently laying her hand on his waist…

Moonlight seeped in from outside the window, sprinkling onto the bed, creating a timeless picture which was strangely enchanting.

Meanwhile at Binhai’s largest nightclub — the “Thunderstorm Nightclub”.

In a luxurious private room.

Gao Tianxiang sat on a sofa, one leg cocked elegantly over the other, gently swirling a glass of red wine, looking carefree.

He was wearing an Italian hand-stitched shirt exclusively designed for royalty and aristocrats, with buttons made of South African blue diamonds and polished with world-class techniques.

All of these displayed Gao Tianxiang’s prince-like status and identity in Binhai.

Behind Gao Tianxiang, a sultry young girl was gently massaging his head.

An old servant stood attentively next to the sofa, ready to protect Gao Tianxiang should anything happen.

Additionally, a man in an imposing black shirt was handing over a document. “Young Master Gao, the result of the investigation is out.”

“Mmhm.” Gao Tianxiang took a sip of red wine, a playfully cruel expression playing at the corners of his mouth. “Go ahead.”

“Young Master Gao, the person you asked us to investigate —’Huang

Xiaolong’— has recently emerged from the mountains. He has an uncle in Binhai, who seems to have left town. Huang Xiaolong’s closest associate is the owner of a fast food restaurant on Huahu Street in Litchi District. Her name is ‘Su Xiaoman’, and her relationship with Huang Xiaolong is ambiguous, seeming to be rather romantically involved. Young Master Gao, due to time constraints, we have only managed to find out this much.”

“Heh… Is he indeed a simple farmer… Ignorance is bliss.” Gao Tianxiang shook his head.

“Young Master Gao, would you like Huang Xiaolong to disappear forever?” The middle-aged man in the black shirt, had a ruthless killer’s instinct flashing in his eyes.

“Ha ha ha ha– There is no rush, let’s take our time.” Gao Tianxiang laughed heartily. “Killing is actually not fun, the best is to torment people, to ravage them, making them wish they were dead, withering in despair… Su Xiaoman, huh? Let’s deal with her first, I want Huang Xiaolong to taste the fear, guilt, and self-blame of watching those around him die because of him… Walking towards… Despair!”

Gao Tianxiang’s eyes shone with perverse pleasure.

Yes, he didn’t enjoy killing directly; he enjoyed toying with people till he grew tired of them, then he would kill them.

“Fine, Young Master Gao, I understand. I will personally arrange this matter tomorrow night. ”

He slept until daybreak!

Huang Xiaolong rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed, only to find Cui Feiyan was nowhere to be seen.

Only the faint elegant fragrance lingering on his body proved that last night’s events did happen.

“Why did Feiyan leave without saying anything? It’s not polite… Moreover, she hasn’t given me the reward of 10,000 yuan yet…” Huang Xiaolong shook his head and then walked to the dining table.

On the table was a glass of milk, several French bread, jam, and a fruit salad.

There was also a note.

Huang Xiaolong picked it up and read it—

“Huang Xiaolong, I’m heading to the office, the breakfast on the table is what I ordered for you. If it’s cold, please reheat it yourself. Hmm… Last night was the most beautiful, most peaceful, most reassuring sleep I’ve had, thank you — Feiyan.”

The handwriting was graceful and aesthetically pleasing.

“Well, I should also finish breakfast and go home.”

Huang Xiaolong sat down and polished off the breakfast on the table in no time.

He left the hotel, got in his car, and drove home.

Litchi District, Huahu Street.

“Auntie, this is the floor plan of Longcheng International Phase one. Longcheng International is a new apartment complex, located in a bustling commercial area and backing onto Dishan Park. Please, take a look.”

A beautiful young girl was holding a large stack of flyers, energetically handing them out on Huahu Street.

The morning sun at nine o’clock shone on her lively figure, radiating an angelic light.

She was dressed in a simple and not expensive, plain-colored long dress, which revealed her curvaceous figure. Her face without makeup beamed with a rare purity, she was as beautiful and fresh as a hibiscus flower coming out of water. One couldn’t help but keep their gaze on her.

If Huang Xiaolong saw her, he would definitely rush up to her and shout, “Wifey!”

Yes, this flyer distributing girl was Song Yuru, who Huang Xiaolong had met on the train, she was also his chosen wife!

People don’t usually like taking flyers, so Song Yuru often faced rejection, which was quite embarrassing. But she persisted, always wearing a sincere smile on her face.

Just then, a few shifty individuals squatting and smoking outside a mahjong parlor had their greedy eyes sweeping over Song Yuru’s gorgeous figure.

“She’s hot! So pure, definitely a university student!” A man with yellow teeth, his eyes gleaming, remarked.

“Yeah, this girlie’s amazing, speaking from the bottom of my heart, if I could spend a night with her, I’d be willing to live a year less!”

“Hahaha– Don’t just talk, let’s do it, we can easily handle a college girl like her.”

As they were speaking, the gang got up and began to surround Song Yuru.