The Young Urban Doctor

"Are you willing to give us guidance?" Luo Ziling held onto Yang Qingyin's hand, still looking at the fortune teller without changing his expression.

"Of course!" The other person nodded without hesitation.

"But do we need to pay first?"

"No," the person still shook his head.

"How much money would it take for you to give us guidance?"

Seeing Luo Ziling still asking this way, the fortune teller couldn't help but get angry, "You ungrateful fellow, I want to give you guidance, but you keep insulting me. Do you have a lot of money? If you have a lot of money, you might as well donate it to the Hope Project."

"Ha," seeing the other person angry, Luo Ziling was surprised, realized he misjudged, and quickly apologized, "Sorry, then we won't disturb you further, master."

"You must give me money before you believe my guidance?" The person was also surprised and called out to Luo Ziling, "I say, young man, do you just not trust people like that?"

"Then tell us, why can't we become a couple?" Luo Ziling felt this fortune teller was becoming interesting.

"Because your elders are unwilling to let you be together?"

"Do you know us?" Yang Qingyin was very surprised.

"I don't know you," seeing that he guessed correctly, the fortune teller looked very proud, "but I can tell."

"Why do you think so?" Luo Ziling slightly furrowed his eyebrows.

"You two are too close, and there are people following you front and back."

"Who are you, really?" Luo Ziling's furrow deepened.

"A person destined to meet you," the fortune teller showed a mysteriously unfathomable smile, "I don't know you, and you don't know me. Meeting today is fate, and when we part, it is the end of fate. Perhaps we will never meet again in this life."

"Then I'll call you master," Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling's arm, signaling him to hold his words, she asked the fortune teller herself, "So how do you plan to guide us?"

"He wants to marry you, but still keeps a part of his heart for other women; your whole heart is on him, but you dare not marry," the fortune teller spoke earnestly, "If you both change your minds, then it's settled. The real-world barriers that torment you won't ultimately be a problem. The mind is the demon, breaking through the barriers of the demon, then everything will be settled."

Yang Qingyin's heart suddenly dimmed, she didn't ask anything more, just bowed to him and thanked him, "Thank you, master."

After speaking, she pulled Luo Ziling, preparing to leave.

Luo Ziling wanted to ask something, but finally didn't say.

As Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin were preparing to leave, the fortune teller said again, "Remember, sometimes, advancing further leads to no way out, but retreating a step is wide open and vast. Remember this, remember this!"

This statement caused a tremor in Yang Qingyin's heart; she instantly understood the meaning of the fortune teller's last words.

But Luo Ziling didn't instantly grasp it, but he didn't say anything to Yang Qingyin either.

"Did you believe it?"

As they exited Jingci Temple, Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin.

"Yes, I feel he truly is a person of fate, what he said made a lot of sense." Yang Qingyin nodded, "Didn't you think what he said was quite right?"

"Alright then, if you agree, then it's right," Luo Ziling didn't argue with Yang Qingyin, holding her hand as they walked quickly forward, "but I think, this person might recognize us, or even recognized us. After all, you've been on TV."

"Even though I've been on TV, I wore glasses and a hat facing the camera, who knows what I look like unless they know me?" Yang Qingyin laughed mischievously, "Maybe someone really has foresight."

"Regretting not giving him some money just now?"

"Of course not," Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling, "I just think this guy is quite adorable, not like those conmen."

Luo Ziling smiled without saying anything.

After a while, Yang Qingyin asked again, "Don't you think what he said made sense?"

"It does make some sense."

"Then what do you plan to do?"

"Anyway, I'm going to marry you!"

Yang Qingyin disdainfully pouted, "Did I ever say I wanted to marry you?"

"Meaning just date me?"

"Why not?" Yang Qingyin smiled like a sly little fox again, "Who said dating must lead to marriage?"

"True," Luo Ziling nodded, "times are progressing, and perspectives are changing..."

Before finishing his words, Yang Qingyin pinched him hard and kicked him, "Don't you dare interpret me like that!"

"Then how should I interpret you?"

"That's your business, why ask me?"

"..." Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin speechlessly, not knowing what to say.

Yang Qingyin giggled again without saying anything further, pulling Luo Ziling forward.

Leifeng Pagoda is not far from Jingci Temple, and after walking for a while, they arrived there.

Looking at this completely unclassical, very modern tower, Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Let's go," Yang Qingyin nodded, "I heard that from the top of Leifeng Pagoda, you can see the whole view of West Lake. It's different from watching the scenery from Baoshi Mountain, the angle is different."

"Alright, then let's take a look!" Luo Ziling held Yang Qingyin's hand and headed towards Leifeng Pagoda.

"I heard this elevator is designed for those who have trouble moving up and down." As they were about to take the escalator to Leifeng Pagoda, Yang Qingyin said with a smile, "I really don't know what they were thinking."

"Could it be that someone suggested putting an elevator in Liuhe Pagoda too?"

"Quite possible!"

While laughing and chatting, they entered Leifeng Pagoda.

Although Leifeng Pagoda and Famen Temple in Chang'an are similarly built too modernly, giving people an incongruous feeling, the exhibitions inside are still good. Moreover, as the floors rise, the view of West Lake changes accordingly.

Due to suitable weather, there were also many tourists at the top of Leifeng Pagoda, and given the limited space, it wasn't easy to take a picture with the West Lake scenery as the background.

"Let's take pictures when we go to Baoshi Mountain," Luo Ziling tried several times, but still didn't get a satisfactory shot, and had to suggest helplessly, "It's hard to take good pictures of people from up here."

"No problem, just take a few scenic shots!"

While speaking, Yang Qingyin's phone rang.

Holding her phone to take pictures, she almost dropped it out of nervousness.

Seeing that it was a call from Yang Yunlin, Yang Qingyin hesitated, unsure whether to answer it.

"Whose call is it?" Luo Ziling was a bit curious.

"My dad's!"

"Answer it, you dare not answer your dad's call?"

Yang Qingyin glared at Luo Ziling and finally pressed the answer button in front of him.

"I'll be in Hangzhou by noon tomorrow, come find me in the afternoon. I'll have someone pick you up," as soon as the call connected, Yang Yunlin's slightly harsh voice came from the receiver, "Come by yourself!"

Yang Yunlin's words immediately changed Yang Qingyin's expression.