Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Seeing that text message, Fang Yu couldn't help but freeze.

First, it was Jiang Wei coming to Yanjing, and now Xu Zhaopei.

Plus Ye Wenjun... this really is like three women in one drama.

Headache.

"Forget about her for now."

Fang Yu stored his phone, opened the door, and walked out.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Chen Daotian with panda eyes, showing a face full of fatigue.

"Brother Yu, you finally got better... I, I am so sleepy."

Fang Yu was taken aback and sized up Chen Daotian, realizing this guy hadn't slept at all.

Plus, he had spent a significant amount of energy back at the Lu Family, claiming he wasn't exhausted would be a lie.

"Have a good rest."

Fang Yu patted his shoulder.

Chen Daotian dived into the room, jumped into bed making a "big character" shape, and started snoring away.

...

Fang Yu smiled wryly and walked towards Ye Wenjun's boudoir.

Treading lightly, he reached the outside of the boudoir, gently pushed. Eh? The door wasn't closed.

He walked right in.

A faint fragrance hit him.

"Still, nothing beats the comfort of the wife's room. Unlike Chen Daotian's room, which stinks..."

He looked around.

And found Ye Wenjun wasn't there.

"No way, she has become a Martial Artist and still going to work? Cultivation is already slow as is, wouldn't it be even slower if she's dragged down by the company?" Fang Yu thought for a moment, "Maybe it's better to have someone else take the CEO position…"

In fact, Fang Yu didn't care about the Ye Family's property at all. Especially after cultivating the Divine Dragon Technique to the Seventh Layer, ordinary possessions meant little to a Cultivator.

He thought about it, and Ye Xingchen seemed suitable.

There was no rush at the moment, so Fang Yu went to the desk.

"Eh? What's this?"

Fang Yu saw on the desk, among the folders, a few A4 papers that were larger and sticking out, different from the rest.

So he pulled out that piece of paper.

On the white sheet, the image of a person was sketched in pencil.

"Umm…"

Fang Yu was stunned.

That sketch wasn't of anybody else... it was himself. With a sword in one hand, facing the setting sun, the evening breeze fluttering his clothes...

The other sheets were the same.

All depicting that very moment.

There were a good five to six drawings.

Only on the very last one, there's a poem written: "You ask when I am coming back, yet I have no date to give, the night rain on Ba Mountains swells the autumn pond…" The handwriting turning into a smear, abruptly ending.

Must have run out of ink.

"Never knew my wife has such talent, she made me look so handsome…"

Fang Yu took a pen from the side and completed the last two lines: "When can we trim the candle by the west window together and talk about the night rain over Ba Mountains."

"Tsks tsks tsks... I'm just too clever!"

He was about to put the sketch back in its original place, when someone appeared next to him.

"Son-in-law…"

Fang Yu jumped, scowling, "Holy moly, how many times have I said not to pop out of nowhere! Keep this up and I'll fire you!"

"Son-in-law, you were too engrossed in looking, it's not my fault..." The Maid pleaded with a face of grievance.

Suddenly feeling playful, Fang Yu picked up the sketch with a grin and showed off to the Maid, "See this? My wife drew it, impressive isn't it?"

The Maid raised her thumb in admiration, "Miss has always been talented. It's a beautiful drawing!"

"Come on, read this poem for me. If you do it well, I won't hold it against you." Fang Yu stated arrogantly, acting exactly like an uncultured young master.

The Maid hesitated for a moment, her face showing embarrassment, but she still read, "Sleeping in spring, not aware of dawn, everywhere mosquitoes bite, one bite becomes a swelling, truly unbearable…"

After finishing, the Maid gave an awkward smile and said, "Good poem, good poem…"

Fang Yu's face was filled with black lines as he darkly said, "Are you sure?"

The maid jumped in fright and said with a bitter face, "Master-in-law... I, I can't read at all... You're giving me a hard time here..."

"Can't read and yet babbling nonsense? Get out, get out... ruining my good mood and this perfect moment."

Fang Yu drove the maid out and contentedly looked at the sketch, carefully putting the paper back in its place.

Ding-a-ling.

Ding-a-ling.

Fang Yu frowned slightly, picking up his cellphone to take a look.

Dean Wu?

He immediately answered the call—

"Is it about paying me my salary?"

There was a cough from the phone, followed by laughter: "Fang Yu, you're already a tycoon, and still care about that little salary? I heard from a friend that you cured Wu Deqiu and made quite a bit of money."

"Ptui! One thing at a time! No money, no talk!" Fang Yu fully displayed his narrow-mindedness.

"Don't be like that, I'll have finance pay you later, alright?" Wu Cunzhong totally gave in.

"That's more like it, after all I am a Divine Doctor. Your hospital's official website has been using my name and likeness this whole time, I haven't even charged you for it!" Fang Yu said.

"Yes, yes, yes, my little ancestor, you're absolutely right." Wu Cunzhong admitted his fault and pleaded for forgiveness.

Seeing his good attitude, Fang Yu said, "So, what is it?"

"It's like this, the Yanjing Medical Association is organizing a medical forum, and I hope you can represent our Huaxia Hospital in attending," Wu Cunzhong said.

"Medical forum? What does that have to do with me?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.

"Listen to me... the doctors participating in the forum are from all over the world, all first-class. There will be discussions on medical skills, and we have to stand up for our Huaxia people!" Wu Cunzhong said.

"Saving people is what matters in medical skills, what's the use if you win but can't save lives?" Fang Yu retorted.

Wu Cunzhong on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment.

This little rascal really knows how to choke a person with his words.

"I have to tell you something, Xu Zhaopei is also going..." Wu Cunzhong said in a lower voice, with a weird tone.

"So what if she goes, that's perfect, now I don't have to go."

"But you promised, to be her fiancé... You haven't been back to Jiangzhou for so long, she's furious. She even said, whoever beats her at the medical forum, she'll marry him," Wu Cunzhong said.

"Dang! That harsh?"

Fang Yu frowned.

She would rather die than marry Sun Junzhong from Jiangzhou, and now she's turning it into a bet just out of spite?

The heart of a woman, as unfathomable as the bottom of the sea.

"Also, she mentioned to me in private… said…" Wu Cunzhong was stammering.

"Out with it, don't beat around the bush," Fang Yu said.

"She said, she's carrying your child… Huaxia Hospital, even your friends, everyone knows… hasn't had a chance to tell you yet."

"..."

Fang Yu was stunned, "Wu, you don't believe that, do you?"

"Little Fang, I understand how you feel, very excited, right? No worries, it's like this the first time being a dad," Dean Wu said.

"What a mess, that's totally not true! How can she spread rumors like this!" Fang Yu shouted in anger.

"Spreading rumors? Can't be, I've seen her medical report at the hospital… Peipei also said, to definitely raise the child…" Wu Cunzhong said.

"Alright, alright, the medical forum, I'll be there."

With that, he hung up the phone.

This Xu Zhaopei, how can she be so heartless? I was kind to help her out, and now she repays kindness with malice.

Fang Yu didn't care about her spreading rumors, but if this matter reached his wife's ears, how could he mix in society? Even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't wash him clean!

He had to clear things up face-to-face.

Right away, he picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Fan Tong, asking, "Where is Xu Zhaopei now?"

It wasn't long before the WeChat message came back—

"Brother Yu, you better come quick, Xu Zhaopei got into a fight with a foreigner!"

Fang Yu was taken aback and asked, "What happened? How did they start fighting?"

"Ah, sister-in-law's feelings for you, really... that foreigner was badmouthing Taiyi Divine Needle, sister-in-law couldn't stand it and hit him…"

"..."