The Young Urban Doctor

In the past, every time Ziling saw her, she resembled a professional and beautiful woman, but the Wuyue he saw today was wearing jeans and a leather jacket, her long hair braided, presenting a completely different vibe. Ziling almost didn’t recognize her.

“Sister Wuyue, I hardly recognized you with the change in look after a few days. Did you go out and have fun recently?” As soon as he got in the car, Ziling asked with a giggle, “Where have you been?”

“No,” Wuyue replied briefly, then fell silent, but quickly realized it wasn’t very polite and added softly, “Just took care of some things. By the way, how is your injury? Is it serious? The young lady has been so worried.”

“It’s nothing serious, just a minor wound.”

“That’s good,” Wuyue sighed in relief, then inquired about the incident from the day before.

Ziling didn’t hide anything, giving a brief explanation.

“I didn’t dare to kill them, fearing trouble, but I just received a couple of cuts. Later, they couldn’t get close to me.” Ziling felt somewhat ashamed; despite having good martial skills, he had been injured by two individuals who were not on his level, and he felt embarrassed to face people.

“The young lady is very angry, and she will certainly investigate this thoroughly,” Wuyue said with a hint of murderous intent in her face.

When she showed this expression, her demeanor was somewhat alarming, and Ziling thought for a moment that he was seeing things.

A professional and beautiful woman like her shouldn’t have such an expression!

That kind of look belonged on the faces of Lin Lan or Shanque, not on Wuyue’s.

Seeing that Ziling wasn’t leaning his back against the backseat, Wuyue found it peculiar, “Is your injury on your back?”

“A cut on the back,” Ziling pointed to the wounded area.

Wuyue immediately slowed down the car’s speed and drove as smoothly as possible.

It took ten minutes longer than usual to reach Ling Ruonan’s villa.

Hearing the sound of the car, Ling Ruonan, who was waiting in the living room, immediately came out to greet them.

“Ling’er, where are you hurt?” She grabbed Ziling, who was getting out of the car, and started examining him thoroughly.

“Mom, it’s really nothing serious,” Ruonan’s naturally concerned expression gave Ziling a warm feeling in his heart. “Just two minor injuries, it’s okay.”

But Ling Ruonan wasn’t reassured at all, insisting on seeing the wounds for herself.

Ziling had no choice but, after stepping into the living room, lifted up his shoulder to show the wound in front to Ruonan.

The wound on the front was healing well, but the scar was still deep. Upon seeing it, Ling Ruonan couldn’t help but get teary-eyed. She gently touched the area around the wound with her slender fingers and asked with concern, “Ling’er, does it still hurt?”

“There’s a little pain, it was quite painful yesterday, but after applying Grandfather’s secret medicine, it will recover quickly.” In order to keep Ruonan from worrying, Ziling smiled brightly, “Mom, really don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

Ling Ruonan then asked Ziling to remove his clothes so she could see the wound on his back.

Unable to get a clear view of the injury with clothes lifted, Ziling asked Ruonan to stop looking, but she insisted on seeing it.

She personally helped Ziling take off his clothes.

Luo Ziling had no choice but to sit down on the sofa, allowing Ling Ruonan to help him take off his clothes.

In his memory, his mother had never helped him undress or dress, this was the first time. Feeling his mother’s affectionate touch on his skin and breathing in the comfortable fragrance emanating from Ling Ruonan, Luo Ziling’s heart felt even warmer.

Ling Ruonan was even more excited.

Before Luo Ziling returned to Yanjing, she often dreamt of him as a toddler, crying in the middle of the night wanting to be nursed.

The way he looked when he bathed, naked with his plump body tumbling adorably in the bathtub, or when he wet his trousers and she was helping him change while he cried, touching his chubby body with a sense of fulfillment, it was all still so vivid in her midnight dreams, as if it happened yesterday.

But now, standing before her was her son, a grown man, taller than she was, with no longer a chubby body but one with strong muscles.

She had no chance to retain the memories of him growing up slowly; nearly twenty years of memory gaps made her tears fall unconsciously.

Seeing such a large scar on Luo Ziling’s back, and judging by the color of the wound, it appeared more serious than the ones on the front. When she reached out to gently touch the injury, she could no longer hold back, and her tears fell pattering down onto Luo Ziling’s back.

The cool, flowing sensation of droplets on his back let Luo Ziling know they were Ling Ruonan’s tears, and he too could not help but feel sentimental.

But still, he forced a smile and said, “Mom, I’m really not seriously hurt, please don’t be sad.”

“Ling’er, does it hurt?” Ling Ruonan, with tears streaming down, caressed Luo Ziling’s back and choked up, “The knife penetrating into the flesh must have been very painful.”

As she spoke, her tone suddenly turned fierce, “They were so cruel, really trying to put you to death, I will not let them off. No matter who it is, if they want to put you in a grave, I’ll see them dead!”

Luo Ziling did not expect Ling Ruonan, who had just been crying and seeming so frail, to suddenly become so fierce, and he was taken aback for a moment.

“Ling’er, do you still need to apply medicine?” In Luo Ziling’s surprise, Ling Ruonan’s tone had softened again.

“Some medicine still needs to be applied to the wound, but it’s okay to do it later, I can apply it when I go back to the dorm.”

“Did you bring the medicine?”

“Yes,” Luo Ziling obediently took out the medicine bottle from his pocket that needed to be applied.

Ling Ruonan reached out to take it, but did not immediately apply the medicine to promote wound healing. Instead, she ordered Wuyue, who was already standing by waiting for instructions, to get her some disinfectant alcohol.

By the time Wuyue brought the alcohol, Ling Ruonan had washed her hands and wiped them with the alcohol, then began to apply the medication on Luo Ziling’s wound.

Feeling Ling Ruonan’s slender fingers glide over his injury, very gently, Luo Ziling’s heart felt warm once more.

Ling Ruonan applied the medication even more meticulously than Yang Qingyin had, her mother’s love was even greater.

After applying the medication to Luo Ziling, Ling Ruonan instructed Wuyue to prepare dinner, as she stayed to chat with Luo Ziling.

After Wuyue agreed, she went into the kitchen.

Once the medication had dried, Ling Ruonan personally helped Luo Ziling put on his clothes, her movements very careful and gentle. After he was dressed, she led Luo Ziling to another sofa, thoughtfully placing several cushions behind him to make him more comfortable.

After all this was taken care of, Ling Ruonan then spoke with Luo Ziling about important matters.

“If I’m not mistaken, yesterday’s incident wasn’t the doing of the Yang Family, but someone from our own Ling Family.”

Although he had already anticipated it to some extent, Luo Ziling was still quite shocked to hear Ling Ruonan assert it so definitely.