Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Manru is mentally ill.

And Bai Ruoling, she's got a mental disorder too.

Her sister's wish isn't coming true, and the elder sister actually wants to help her achieve it? If it were a normal wish, fine. But helping with love affairs, what the heck?

"Are you really going to help fulfill your sister's wish?" Fang Yu said speechlessly.

Bai Ruoling's expression turned serious.

She hesitated for just a moment before looking straight at Fang Yu and saying, "If I can't talk about love, I think I can only help my sister fulfill this wish."

"..." Fang Yu was completely dumbfounded.

The dumbfounded state of a "Martial Arts Ninth Layer" master is indeed unimaginable.

"I can't beat you, I can't kill you; you should be willing to get to know me, right?" Bai Ruoling said word by word.

"..."

Fang Yu thought it was damn funny, "You're really sick!"

"So you're unwilling?" Bai Ruoling couldn't understand.

Looking at Bai Ruoling like this, Fang Yu kind of understood—

"I get it, you have intelligence but no emotional quotient..." Fang Yu suddenly realized.

"No emotional quotient?" Bai Ruoling frowned.

"..."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment; he was thoroughly convinced that this woman completely didn't get it.

So he explained patiently, "The thing is, Bai beauty, love is about mutual affection."

"Then why do I see some men being with women they don't know?" Bai Ruoling argued logically.

Fang Yu was really thunderstruck by this beauty.

How could there be such a rare oddity in the world, one in a million.

"I can't explain this thing to you," Fang Yu spread his hands.

Seeing this, Bai Ruoling pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "I understand..."

"You understand, that's good."

However, what happened next shocked Fang Yu.

Bai Ruoling slightly bowed her head.

Bai Ruoling was already striding towards Fang Yu.

...

What a fine evening for such a scene, whose courtyard doesn't enjoy such delightful circumstances?

The night breeze passed by, bringing a touch of coolness to this quiet night.

Just then, a light shone from a distance—

"Who's there?"

Whoosh!

Bai Ruoling suddenly opened her eyes and swiftly stepped back.

"Fang Yu... you wait, you can't escape... I will definitely take you down!" Bai Ruoling leaped and disappeared into the night.

"..."

Fang Yu wanted to curse.

Who the hell ruined my good moment?

He turned around, and under the moonlight, an old man, holding a flashlight, ran in.

Seeing the fallen trees, he angrily said, "Who cut these? No public morals at all! Such low quality?"

The flashlight shone on Fang Yu.

The old man fixedly said, "Is it you? Don't run... I'm calling the police! I'm calling the police!"

Fang Yu was about to explode.

"Old man, who are you talking to? What if I cut them? Go ahead, call quickly..."

"You! You…"

"What about me? You might not believe what I say! If I hadn't cut these trees, I might have had a murderous impulse..." Fang Yu said fiercely, "I can't hold back, I still need to cut..."

His gaze swept across the trees, finally landing on the old fellow.

"I need to cut, to cut... to cut people—"

The old man shuddered, seeing the messy lipstick marks on his face, mistaking them for blood, his face turned pale, and he dropped the flashlight and ran.

"Murderer! There's a murderer... the murderer is killing..."

Fang Yu rolled his eyes at him and gave the middle finger.

Soon, the surroundings returned to silence.

Turning around, he looked in the direction where Bai Ruoling had disappeared, Fang Yu said, "It's a pity, didn't get to taste..."

Meanwhile, on the power ranking, Bai Ruoling secretly updated her own profile, to preserve some dignity, she deliberately delayed the update on her failure to climb the list by half a day. Third on the Heavenly List, one can't afford to lose too badly...

...

...

When Fang Yu returned to the villa, he found a table full of delicacies prepared.

But... Zhong Long was sitting at the table, indulging himself.

Fang Yu was not pleased, walked straight into the dining room and said, "Hey, you old fellow, eating my ordered food."

Zhong Long looked up, saw it was Fang Yu, and was momentarily startled.

"Fang... Fang Yu, weren't you out to eat? What happened to your face?"

"What happened..." Fang Yu touched his face, his hand covered in red.

Damn, it's lipstick.

I need to wash it off quickly, can't let the wife misunderstand!

He turned and walked away, but just took a few steps when a woman, seemingly with her own air-conditioning, stood in front of him.

It was none other than Ye Wenjun.

Her face expressionless, her gaze cold.

Her eyes settled on Fang Yu, from top to bottom, eventually focusing on the lipstick on his face.