The Young Urban Doctor

Not knowing what the person on the other end had said, Yang Qingyin didn’t respond right away, instead, she listened with a cold expression.

After listening to the other party for a while, she finally agreed helplessly, “Alright, then I will come back home for dinner some evening.”

“What’s wrong?” Seeing that Yang Qingyin’s face had lost its smile, Luo Ziling quickly asked.

“My dad wants me to come home; he says he has something important to discuss with me.”

Hearing this, Luo Ziling’s smile also disappeared. “Your dad’s phone call?”

“He wants me to study abroad!” Yang Qingyin said with a cold smirk, “I know what he means, but I didn’t agree.”

Luo Ziling suddenly didn’t know what to say.

Ye Xiaoli, noticing the situation, quietly slipped away to avoid disturbing their conversation.

“Junior, let’s not talk about these things. Anyway, I’m going to study at Yan University,” said Yang Qingyin, smiling again, “let’s continue eating.”

Luo Ziling also smiled and continued with his meal.

While eating, Yang Qingyin thought of something and immediately asked Luo Ziling, “Junior, the welcome party will be held soon, have you signed up for any performance?”

“Haven’t thought about it yet, but those guys in my dorm, they definitely want me to sign up for something.” Luo Ziling said with a gloomy face, “Cao Jianhui is the temporary class leader, our counselor wants him to take care of the performance preparations, so he set his sights on me. But I can’t do anything, can’t sing or dance. By the way, senior, do you have any performance planned?”

“It’s a secret,” said Yang Qingyin with a mischievous grin as she looked at Luo Ziling, “If I had a performance, would you clap for me?”

“Of course,” said Luo Ziling, guessing that Yang Qingyin must have a performance lined up, and he was immediately thrilled, “Senior, can you give me a hint about what you’re going to perform?”

He was already imagining the scene of the celestial-like Yang Qingyin standing on the stage, attracting the adoration of the crowd. He was very aware of Yang Qingyin’s popularity at Yan University. If this goddess-level beauty were to perform on stage, it would definitely attract the crazy adoration of her fans.

“I said it’s a secret. If I told you, wouldn’t that spoil the surprise?” Yang Qingyin laughed proudly, “I haven’t decided whether to perform or not, it depends on my mood.”

“What if I went on stage to present flowers to you, senior? How about that?” Luo Ziling chuckled, “I just wonder whether your fans would chase me to the ends of the earth.”

“I’ll remember you said that. If I perform and you don’t come up to present flowers, I’ll be angry with you.”

Seeing Yang Qingyin’s playfully indignant expression, Luo Ziling felt a surge of tenderness, “As long as you go on stage, I’ll definitely come up to present flowers. However, if I’m chased down by your fans, you’ll have to rescue this hero, otherwise, I’ll be reduced to minced meat by their brickbats.”

“Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”

“It might be even more exaggerated!”

After joking around for a bit, Yang Qingyin told Luo Ziling to go back to the dormitory to rest a while since they had classes in the afternoon.

Because Ye Xiaoli was there, Luo Ziling didn’t feel it was appropriate to be more affectionate, so he agreed and left.

When he got back to the dormitory, the other three guys were lying on their beds boasting. As soon as they saw Luo Ziling return, Cao Jianhui immediately jumped up.

“Boss, not many people have signed up for the welcome party performances. Everyone’s saying they have no talent. They were too busy studying in high school and flushed their artistic cells away,” Cao Jianhui grumbled, “As it is, only one performance has been signed up for, but we need at least two more to pass muster. Boss, you have to save the day and sign up for something; otherwise, I can’t keep my role as the class leader.”

“I can’t do anything,” Luo Ziling said, looking helpless, “I can’t sing or dance, what am I supposed to perform?”

“Martial arts,” Cao Jianhui had already thought it through, “just go on stage and perform martial arts. If you look so formidable even when you’re just fighting, performing a set of martial arts should be a piece of cake, right?”

“Martial arts?” Luo Ziling was puzzled for a moment.

“Yes, martial arts. Just do a set of punches or a few somersaults on stage, and you’re sure to receive a round of applause. That settles it then. You have to present a show anyway, so I’ll count you in.” Cao Jianhui spoke, and regardless of Luo Ziling’s reaction, immediately picked up his phone and sent a message to the counselor, informing them that Luo Ziling had registered for a show.

At Cao Jianhui’s demeanor, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but laugh and cry, but he didn’t strongly refuse anymore.

Just then, someone knocked on the dormitory door.

“Who is it?!” Cao Jianhui asked impatiently.

“Is Luo Ziling there?” A woman’s voice came from outside.

Cao Jianhui immediately jumped off the bed and rushed to open the door.

As soon as the door opened and he saw Ouyang Huihui standing outside, slender and beautifully dressed, Cao Jianhui was stunned for at least eight seconds.

When Ouyang Huihui’s gaze started to turn unfriendly, he snapped back to reality and hastily invited her into the dormitory: “Huihui, please come in.”

The moment they heard a beauty had come to visit, Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang, who had been lazing on their beds, quickly got up and slid down from the upper bunks.

“Why have you come?” Luo Ziling looked at Ouyang Huihui, who walked up to him, with a face full of gloom.

This woman was really getting bolder, actually running all the way to their dorm.

“Last time you guys invited me to taste the local delicacies at your dorm, you haven’t made good on that yet. Since you didn’t invite me, I had to take the initiative to come.” Ouyang Huihui said, and snorted with her nose, “You won’t be unwelcoming, will you?”

“How could that be?” Cao Jianhui immediately had Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang get the local specialties they brought from home and eagerly asked Ouyang Huihui to sit down.

Ouyang Huihui, however, plopped down next to Luo Ziling and, taking advantage of the moment Cao Jianhui was busy setting up food, whispered, “I heard you were injured?”

“It’s almost healed.”

“Why didn’t you tell us? I sent you messages but you didn’t reply, it’s really maddening.” Ouyang Huihui said, with a look of annoyance on her face.

“I didn’t notice my phone.” Luo Ziling reached into his pocket only to realize that his phone had been left at Ye Xiaoli’s place and was not brought back.

By this time, Cao Jianhui and the others had prepared the food and invited her over to try it.

Ouyang Huihui didn’t say much and went over to eat.

Before she walked away from Luo Ziling, she added, “My sister is planning to come and see you. She couldn’t reach you through messages or phone calls.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Ziling’s heart leapt with alarm, “Oh no.”

With his phone left at Yang Qingyin’s place, any messages or calls from Ouyang Huihui and Ouyang Feifei would have been seen or answered by her.

Although he hadn’t done anything to be sorry for Yang Qingyin, having his messages from Ouyang Huihui and Ouyang Feifei read by her, and her answering his calls, was not a good thing. What if Yang Qingyin misunderstood? What then?

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