The Young Urban Doctor

But what surprised the officer was that Luo Ziling was not willing to let it go and insisted that their superior come out to explain.

After experiencing Luo Ziling's toughness, a few on-site officers realized that the situation was not as simple as they initially thought.

Especially the officer who had just called for instructions was feeling extremely frustrated.

At first, he thought it was just a very ordinary situation, just following orders to stop someone from leaving, right?

You could just find an excuse to block someone, but didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Inviting a god is easy, sending them away is tough; they realized it for the first time.

"All right, you all can go, we're about to check the tickets," in the end, it was Yang Qingyin who spoke up to help them out, "You're just following orders."

Upon hearing Yang Qingyin say this, the officers left the VIP waiting room as if they had been pardoned.

"I didn't expect such an episode," after the officers left awkwardly, Luo Ziling smiled and said to Yang Qingyin, "If my guess is correct, it must be your dad having someone stop you."

"I think so too!" Yang Qingyin nodded, "Ignore him, let's pretend it didn't happen."

Soon, the station broadcast announced the ticket check for their train.

The three of them picked up their luggage, passed through the VIP lane, and entered the station.

This time, no one came to trouble them, and the three of them smoothly walked to the platform and boarded the train.

The ticket Yang Qingyin booked was for a business class seat.

On the high-speed train, not many people opt for business class, so when the train started, it was just the three of them in their carriage.

"A bit of peace and quiet is nice," Luo Ziling laughed as he looked at Yang Qingyin, "Hope no one comes midway to kick us off the train."

"Even if someone does, you have the means," Yang Qingyin smiled, a hint of bitterness in her smile, "I hope there won't be any trouble."

"When we arrive in Qiantang, let's change our appearance so others can't find us."

"Okay," Yang Qingyin nodded, agreeing with what Luo Ziling said.

The journey was relatively smooth, with no issues arising, and by around eight in the evening, the three of them arrived at Qiantang East Station.

During this season, spring in Yanjing hadn't fully arrived.

The willow trees had just begun to bud, and the peach blossoms had not yet blossomed; it could be said it was still the late winter, when it was just starting to warm up but still chilly.

But in the South, it was already the height of mid-spring. After crossing the Yangtze River, it was all green and filled with various kinds of flowers. However, because it was dark when they crossed the Yangtze, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin couldn't see the scenery clearly, which was a bit regrettable for them.

When they stepped out of the station and saw peach blossoms blooming vividly in a garden outside, Luo Ziling suggested, "How about we go directly to explore West Lake, senior sister?"

"A night tour of West Lake, sounds like a great idea." Yang Qingyin agreed.

Thus, Ye Xiaoli drove them to the lakeside of West Lake.

The car was arranged by Ye Xiaoli; she had someone under her prepare the transportation.

Although Ye Xiaoli was only in charge of Yang Qingyin's safety, she held a relatively high position in the Yang Family, could command quite a number of people, somewhat similar to the role Wuyue plays, but not as high in status as Wuyue.

At this time in Hangzhou, it was still very congested, taking nearly an hour to get from the east station to the lakeside of West Lake.

The three of them had already had dinner on the train, so upon arriving at the lakeside of West Lake, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin went straight to explore West Lake.

"Trying to compare West Lake to Xizi, both natural and adorned it's suitable," upon reaching the lakeside, Luo Ziling couldn't help but exclaim, "Paradise Club, I've finally made it, hahaha!"

"Cut it out, pretending to be all cultured," Yang Qingyin said with disdain, holding onto Luo Ziling's hand, "Why not compose a poem on the spot?"

"If I could compose a poem in a few steps, I could stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Du." Luo Ziling was not bothered, "Also, even if I had the ability to compose poems, how could I find inspiration with so many people around?"

The weather in the South was just right, very suitable for outings, so the edges of West Lake were densely packed with people, leaving Luo Ziling wide-eyed. It could compare to the crowd at Tianan Gate.

Where they got off was the famous Liulang Wenying Park. With peach blossoms and willows, and birds singing amidst the lushness, there was a pervasive sense of spring.

"Though Yanjing is the Imperial Capital, in terms of natural scenery, it can't compare to Qiantang." Strolling by the lakeside of West Lake, gazing at the beauty of the lake at night, breathing in the fragrant air of spring, Luo Ziling couldn't help but sigh, "By the lakeside of West Lake, it's the most Southern. I've suddenly made a decision; I want to buy a house by West Lake and come here often. Except for summer, during other seasons, I intend to stay here for a long while. I want to enjoy the beauty of West Lake in three seasons."

"West Lake in June, the scenery different from other times, why not come in summer?"

"During summer, the South is too hot, it'd be better to go to the Northwest to escape the heat, at the foot of Tianshan, riding horses on the grassland; when tired, look at the snow peaks, climb the snow mountains, it's quite a different taste."

"Are you planning for your life or just drawing a pie in the sky?"

"Dreams." Saying this, Luo Ziling turned his head and looked earnestly at Yang Qingyin, "Are you willing to stay with me here in spring, autumn, and winter? Su Causeway Spring Dawn, Heavenly Scented Osmanthus, Broken Bridge Snow Remains, such beautiful imagery. Then, in summer, go exploring in the Northwest?"

"Ugh, you're tempting me," Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling's hand, "You've lured me in, how can I refuse you? Hmph, if it's just a pipe dream, do you believe I'll tear your mouth apart?"

"How could it be just a pipe dream? We're not playing in the South now?" Luo Ziling caught the hand Yang Qingyin intended to pinch his cheek with, smiling, "In autumn, come here to admire the osmanthus, row a boat on West Lake; in winter, go to Lingfeng to explore the plum blossoms, see the snow scenery at West Lake, such simple things, we can come anytime."

"Didn't you promise me the idea of coming to see the snow scenery at West Lake wasn't in vain?" Yang Qingyin said, resting her head on Luo Ziling's shoulder, "This trip almost got aborted. In the future, who knows if there will be many unexpected events. Maybe, in the blink of an eye, everything will change."

"No matter what, regardless of how our parents act, we, as people with full civil capacity, must still be responsible for ourselves, right?" Luo Ziling earnestly looked at Yang Qingyin, "As long as we persist, there will definitely be a final outcome. Do you remember the example I told you about before?"

"I remember," Yang Qingyin nodded, then lifted her head to look at Luo Ziling again, "I have confidence in myself, but not in you."

"Why?"

"Because there are too many women who want to get involved with you, and your willpower is not firm."

"My heart is set on marrying you, that's quite firm!"

This remark from Luo Ziling made Yang Qingyin interpret it in another way.

She stared blankly at Luo Ziling for a couple of seconds, but in the end, she said nothing.