"Darling, what do you think our relationship is now?"
"Lovers? Or just ordinary friends?"
Jiang Che drove while continuously breaking down Yu Wan'er's defenses.
Every word he spoke made Yu Wan'er tremble all over, as if she could feel countless ants crawling on her body.
"Jiang Che!"
Yu Wan'er's voice was firm as she glanced at Jiang Che.
"I don't know what I did to offend you before, but you've bullied me enough now, haven't you? How about you let me go? I promise I won't curse at you anymore."
【Creepy bastard, shameless, who do you think you are, my lover? Dream on!】
Jiang Che chuckled lightly, 'Mind Reading' is truly a divine skill.
"What? Is your little mouth not tired yet? Still babbling away?"
Jiang Che's words made Yu Wan'er grind her teeth in anger. "Jiang Che, is your brain filled with nothing but dirty thoughts?"
And so, Jiang Che and Yu Wan'er bickered all the way to the slum area.
......
Jiang Che saw Yu Weiwei again.
"Young Master Jiang, you're here again?"
Despite being ravaged by uremia, her body full of wounds, her face always carried a faint smile.
Yu Weiwei glanced at Yu Wan'er and her expression darkened slightly.
Her eyes were sharp, and she could naturally tell that Yu Wan'er was still pure.
Yu Weiwei was conflicted. On one hand, she was afraid that Yu Wan'er would be bullied if she married into a wealthy family, but on the other hand, she wanted to send her into a noble family to enjoy a better life.
"Oh, Wan'er said you need to go to the hospital for dialysis, and I happened to be passing by, so I'll take you there."
Jiang Che's words made Yu Wan'er a bit stunned.
【What is this bastard up to? Would he really be so kind as to take my mom to the hospital?】
Yu Weiwei smiled, "Thank you, Young Master Jiang."
"Yu Weiwei! We won't take his car; I'll take you by taxi." Yu Wan'er didn't want to have any more contact with Jiang Che.
She was afraid she might really fall for him.
Yu Weiwei, being extremely shrewd, saw through Yu Wan'er's little thoughts, causing the corner of her mouth to curl up slightly.
"Why not take it? This is Young Master Jiang's kindness!"
Jiang Che didn't look down on Yu Weiwei just because she had been a prostitute in her youth. In his eyes... this woman was actually worthy of respect.
Every kind mother should be respected.
"Heh... Yu Wan'er, you were also in my car when you came. Why are you so hypocritical?"
Jiang Che leaned close to Yu Wan'er's ear and spoke with a mischievous smile.
As expected, his words left the little girl speechless.
......
At this moment, in the center of Hangzhou City Hospital,
A crowd had gathered.
A young man with an arrogant face was sitting cross-legged at the hospital entrance.
In front of him was a small stall with a wooden sign that read eight big characters:
Ancestral Royal Physician, Cures All Ills!
Who else could this person be but the protagonist Lin Yu?
However, it seemed that this destined hero wasn't doing too well at the moment. His clothes were tattered, his shoes had a big hole exposing his big toe, and he had a scraggly beard, but it still couldn't hide the aura of awesomeness emanating from him.
Without a medical license, he dared to set up a stall in front of the city hospital?
This wasn't just stealing business; it was a blatant slap in the face!
So there were quite a few people gathered at the hospital entrance, and some even stepped forward to inquire.
"Young man, can you really cure all diseases?"
An old man with a hunched back asked tentatively.
Lin Yu's mouth curled up. An old man?
He liked old men the most. Such old men were either people of high status themselves, or their sons and daughters were influential figures, or at the very least... the old man would have some beautiful granddaughter or something.
Anyway, saving them definitely wouldn't be a loss. With his medical skills... even a late-stage cancer patient could be pulled back from the jaws of death.
This was something his master, who taught him the divine medical skills, had passed down personally.
"Of course, I am the heir of the Ghost Doctor! There is no illness I cannot cure, no one I cannot save under the heavens!"
Then Lin Yu looked up at the four big characters of the city hospital and scoffed.
"The hospital can't cure, I can! The hospital can't save, I can! Saving the world is my medical principle!"
This statement caused a huge uproar... it was equivalent to directly slapping the hospital in the face.
Perhaps influenced by the protagonist's halo, everyone inside the hospital seemed to have lost their minds, just watching Lin Yu show off, occasionally engaging in some verbal sparring.
But no one stopped Lin Yu from continuing his show-off and healing people.
"Wow, how can this guy be so arrogant? Can he really cure diseases the hospital can't?"
"I think he's not exaggerating, after all, this is right in front of the hospital."
"I don't believe it. Traditional Chinese medicine has been criticized so much. Can some herbs really cure diseases? Only a ghost would believe that!"
"Ghost Doctor? Has he read too many novels?"
The atmosphere and the ridicule groups of onlookers took turns, creating a lively atmosphere, causing Lin Yu's mouth to curl up even more.
Step aside! I'm about to start showing off!
"Old sir, I observe your pale complexion, it seems to be..."
Just as Lin Yu was in the middle of showing off,
Two people, one tall and one short, began to discuss among the crowd.
"Wow, Monkey! Jiang Che was right, this idiot really came to set up a stall? And it's really traditional Chinese medicine?"
"What should we do? I feel like Lin Yu might really have something. Should we mess with him?"
"Isn't that obvious? Of course, we should mess with him."
"Then let's call the police now. Jiang Che said... this guy doesn't have a medical license, we'll definitely nail him."
Liu Tie slapped Wang Zheng on the head. "Are you stupid? Of course, we wait a bit. I've already hired actors, see that old man? That's the one I hired!"
"What? That old man is an actor you hired?" Wang Zheng was dumbfounded.
"Of course, can't you tell? Since this guy is practicing medicine illegally... we have to let him diagnose first, and then deal with him!"
"Hehehe——"
Both of them laughed, their smiles gradually becoming sinister.
...
At this moment, Lin Yu had already started showing off.
After feeling the old man's pulse, Lin Yu's eyes widened instantly!
What kind of pulse is this?
Why is it so terrifying?
This pulse... unheard of, unseen!
Lin Yu considered himself to have studied traditional Chinese medicine for over a decade under his master, yet he had never encountered such a pulse!
Is this a pulse a human can have?
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
