The Young Urban Doctor

Seeing Yang Qingyin looking at him with a stunned expression, Luo Ziling resumed his serious tone: "Maybe one day, I'll really die. So many people want me dead; if something unexpected happens, I might not survive."

"You're so annoying," Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a pinch, "Stop talking about life and death, it's unlucky. Let's go, let's stroll around Su Causeway."

Luo Ziling didn't mind, chuckled after, grabbed Yang Qingyin's hand, and walked out of Yuewang Temple.

"Actually, what I love most about West Lake is the perfect blend of natural and cultural landscapes, with all those historical figures and stories embedded in the scenic lake and hills." After walking out of Yuewang Temple, Luo Ziling thoughtfully said to Yang Qingyin, "Without those historical figures, West Lake would lose much of its charm."

"Why don't you become part of West Lake's history too," Yang Qingyin said with a teasing smile at Luo Ziling, "Come to Qiantang, contribute something here, do great things for the people, then everyone will remember you and write you into the history of West Lake."

"It's not like ancient times; truly becoming part of West Lake's history now is not that easy." Luo Ziling smiled too, "So many people have been officials in Qiantang, but after a few years, how many are remembered by the people? West Lake is permanent, officials come and go. Bai Juyi, Su Dongpo are historical exceptions."

"Actually, you don't need achievements like Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo. Like Liu Yong, who wrote just one poem 'Watching the Tidal Wave,' can ensure Qiantang people remember him generation after generation, and let the world remember beautiful West Lake."

"That's true," Luo Ziling nodded in agreement, "It's said that the Jin State emperor, upon seeing Liu Sanbian's 'Watching the Tidal Wave,' was tempted to invade the South. Although the legend is unreliable, it attests to the charm of the poem. Smoke willow painted bridge, curtain of green, tens of thousands of households, cloud trees around dike sand, angry waves turn frost snow. Mid-autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus flowers, you can feel the romance just by reading it."

Yang Qingyin held Luo Ziling's hand tightly, joyfully saying: "This poem is indeed excellent, I also love it. When I was young and read it, I just wanted to come to Qiantang and see West Lake."

"You came later, right?"

"Been here a few times," Yang Qingyin nodded, "Just like you said, West Lake never gets boring. After visiting once, you'd want to come again. It's perfect for leisure here. The Southern landscape and climate can't be compared to the Northern Capital, no sandstorms, not as dry. I'll visit often in the future!"

Luo Ziling sighed along, "The South is much more vibrant than the North. On the train, Northern scenery is mostly lifeless gray or yellow, but after crossing the Yangtze River, you see the lush green everywhere. If there weren't so many tourists by West Lake, it would truly be Paradise Club."

In their reflections, they had already reached near Kua Hong Bridge.

Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin visited West Lake during the most beautiful time of the scenery.

By West Lake, peach blossoms had just fully bloomed, willow trees were already green everywhere. The weather was slightly cloudy, adding a serene feeling to the lake and mountains.

Surrounded by peach and willow lushness—it was as Luo Ziling said, if there were no throngs of tourists, it would indeed be a paradise.

No wonder, when Bai Juyi left Hangzhou, he wrote a verse like: "Unable to leave Hangzhou, half because of this lake."

Yang Qingyin usually didn't like taking pictures, but today, she was quite interested in photography, occasionally asking Luo Ziling to take a few pictures for her, and even taking selfies with him. To her, being able to visit alone with Luo Ziling, without interference from other women, despite some unpleasant interruptions, boosted her mood significantly.

The DSLR camera Luo Ziling carried already had quite a few beautifully taken photos, Yang Qingyin said she would use them to make an album when they returned.

"As a special keepsake!"

"Then I'll take more pictures for you, beautiful scenery, beautiful person, they all look great no matter how you shoot." After complimenting Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling regretted a bit, "The only pity is that there are too many people, it's quite difficult to take pictures without other people in them."

Yang Qingyin laughed happily and agreed.

"Su Causeway in Spring Dawn" is the top ten scenes of West Lake, truly deserving the top title.

For the first time to Qiantang, at West Lake side, Luo Ziling walked leisurely, with his mood immersed in the willows and peach blossoms.

"I can't walk anymore," after crossing two bridges, Yang Qingyin holding Luo Ziling's arm suddenly stopped and teased, "I walked twenty thousand steps on WeChat exercise, I'm exhausted!"

"What should we do then?" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin with a smile, "Rest for a while? Or what?"

"Hum," Yang Qingyin shot a glance at Luo Ziling, "I don't want to rest, everywhere is beautiful, sitting down to rest means seeing only one place. Such a pity, wasting time."

"Should I carry you or give you a piggyback ride?"

Luo Ziling understood her meaning, and Yang Qingyin couldn't help but reveal a charming look, without waiting for Luo Ziling to decide, she let go of his arm and hopped onto his back.

Luo Ziling had no choice but to carry her, as he hefted Yang Qingyin up a bit, deliberately pinched her bottom, which made Yang Qingyin shriek. He jokily remarked: "Seems heavier than before, have you gained weight?"

Women hate being called fat the most, so Yang Qingyin immediately got angry and pinched Luo Ziling hard and then bit his neck, grumbled fiercely: "You always bully me. So annoying!"

"If you keep messing around, believe it or not, I'll throw you into West Lake to swim?" Luo Ziling threatened, turning his head sideways, "You rooster woman, why do you like biting people so much?"

"You think only dog people bite?"

"Believe I'll bite you?"

"Don't believe!"

"I'll bite you when we go back to the hotel, give you a few good chomps," said Luo Ziling, revealing a lewd smile at Yang Qingyin.

Yang Qingyin's face flushed immediately, then she said resentfully: "Rascal!"

She immediately recalled last night's event, remembering she bled, felt aggrieved.

This guy didn't bring up last night's event at all, curious for a moment, or maybe talk to her a bit to comfort her, would be nice?

Like knowing Yang Qingyin's thoughts, Luo Ziling turned his head slightly, and softly asked: "Last night, did we consummate as husband and wife?"

Yang Qingyin's slightly receding blush returned, even redder than before, she opened her mouth and bit Luo Ziling again: "Don't talk about this, who was a couple with you?"

"When I'm fully recovered, I'll make sure to finish what was started, spare you any regrets!" Luo Ziling said sincerely.

"Say it again, I'll bite!"

Just before Luo Ziling could respond, the phone rang, freeing one hand, he took a look and saw it was a call from Ling Ruonan.

"Yang Yunlin also went to Hangzhou, perhaps because of your matter, you need to be careful!"

Ling Ruonan's words instantly ruined Luo Ziling's good mood.