The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Betting

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Qinghan, driving would be inconvenient for you, ride with me.” Huang Xiaolong suggested to Shu Qinghan with a smile.

After some deliberation, Huang Xiaolong had devised a brilliant strategy concerning Shu Qinghan’s pregnancy, that’s why he appeared so confident.

“Alright.” Shu Qinghan complied and nodded. She pinned her faint hope on Huang Xiaolong, although it still seemed very precarious.

“I really can’t figure out what trick you’re up to.” Song Yuru grumbled, but still got into Huang Xiaolong’s car.

Song Jian, Ankang, and Tong Xiaobo, whose parents were both university lecturers, had all driven here.

Song Jian drove a Ford Escape, Ankang drove a Toyota Camry, and Tong Xiaobo’s vehicle was a Volkswagen Tiguan, it was fairly impressive for university students to drive such cars.

The trio, with their female companions, left Huang Xiaolong’s BYD F3 behind amidst a barrage of mockery.

Huang Xiaolong calmly turned on the navigation and drove to Longfeng Mountain.

The environment there was really beautiful, with lakes, mountains, secluded valleys, swirling mists of cooking smoke, many people took out food they brought and placed it on the grill, listening to the sizzling sound of skewers, watching the frothy spray of beer, then toasting with laughter…

Huang Xiaolong parked the car and found a spot under a dense canopy of trees.

“Hey, Huang Xiaolong, since you’re really treating us, let’s roast two whole lambs.” Song Jian teased while looking at Huang Xiaolong.

Two whole roast lambs would cost no less than 3000 yuan.

Song Jian sneered in his heart, thinking, you little peasant, if I don’t skin you this time… 3000 yuan, if you were to earn it by hauling bricks on a construction site, it would surely take you a month, huh?

“We can’t possibly eat two whole lambs.” Song Yuru disagreed somewhat unsatisfied.

“Yuru, you don’t need to save money for your boyfriend, there are 9 of us here, two lambs won’t be enough.” Fang Ruoyu said with a smirk, clearly enjoying Huang Xiaolong’s impending embarrassment.

“Oh, I see. You guys just wait a bit, I’m going to buy some ingredients, I’ll be back soon.” Huang Xiaolong cheerfully replied.

“Wait a minute, Xiaolong, didn’t you promise to treat Qinghan first?” Song Yuru asked anxiously.

“Wife, let’s eat first.” Huang Xiaolong left without more ado.

Song Yuru stamped her foot in frustration.

Before long, Huang Xiaolong rented a large pot at a nearby farmhouse, collected a bucket of water and some firewood, and also bought a few cleaned roosters.

Once all the ingredients were ready, he foraged a few types of herbs and spices from the mountain.

Everything was set.

When Huang Xiaolong returned laden with bags, however, he walked into a heated argument.

Closer inspection revealed a sharp-featured young man berating Shu Qinghan.

“Shu Qinghan, you really are two-faced. When I pursued you, how aloof you were, saying you didn’t want a relationship during university. And I foolishly believed you.” The sharp-featured man spat, flying into a rage. “I was so stupid! You played me, don’t you know? Look at you now, pregnant! Damn, so much for your purity and ladylike demeanor, that was all a lie!”

“Heh, Leng Kai, don’t get upset over such a woman, she’s not worth it.” Song Jian chimed in on the side, wearing a fawning expression.

“Leng Kai, stop being so excessive. We only invited our friends here today, not you. Leave, we don’t want to see you!” Song Yuru was increasingly agitated.

Shu Qinghan, overwhelmed with sorrow, could only cry quietly. She was helpless to explain herself.

Huang Xiaolong quickly went over and asked Song Yuru, “Honey, who’s this

“Him? He’s Leng Kai, a braggart in our school, simply because his family has some money.” Song Yuru responded indignantly. “His father is a deputy district head, and his mother’s family has been in business for generations. Their family is even more powerful than Song Jian, Ankang, and Tong Xiaobo combined, making him quite influential in our school. He used to pester

Qinghan for a while, and was rejected several times.”

“Oh, I see.” Huang Xiaolong nodded in understanding.

“Leng Kai, your mouth really stinks,” Song Yuru retorted angrily. “Qinghan is already upset, and instead of trying to console her as her classmate, you say such rude things, you… you… you…”

“Yuru, you and Shu Qinghan are best friends, but the fact that Qinghan is pregnant before marriage can’t be denied. She was bold enough to do something like that, but we’re not allowed to talk about it?” Chen Shuangshuang sarcastically retorted.

“Who said Qinghan is pregnant before marriage?” Huang Xiaolong spoke up.

“You guys really shouldn’t spread rumors if you don’t understand the situation. Your hearts are really rotten; all you know is how to kick someone when they’re down.”

“Who are you?” Leng Kai looked at Huang Xiaolong. “Damn, where did this bumpkin spring from? Who gave you permission to speak here?”

“Leng Kai, this is Yuru’s boyfriend,” Fang Ruoyu smiled.

“You?” Leng Kai’s face showed disbelief, jealousy burning in his eyes. He had always been attracted to Song Yuru but she never paid him any attention. To think this school’s beauty was picked by a mere country boy, it enraged him!

“You better apologize to Qinghan right now,” Huang Xiaolong said seriously.

At his words, Leng Kai, Song Jian, and Chen Shuangshuang burst into laughter.

“Huang Xiaolong, did you take the wrong meds or something?” Ankang was laughing so hard he was gasping for breath. “Shu Qinghan broke school rules, ended up pregnant before marriage, and we’re supposed to apologize to her?

Hahaha… this is hilarious. Yuru, your boyfriend is quite the fool.”

“I’ve already told you, Qinghan is not pregnant,” Huang Xiaolong reiterated seriously.

“Nonsense! Shu Qinghan went through tests in a big hospital, the Shu Family even invited renowned doctors for consultation. Her pregnancy has been confirmed, it’s a fact as clear as day! Country bumpkin, are you trying to turn black into white? Are you out of your mind?” Leng Kai retorted, a disingenuous smile on his face.

“Since you’re all insisting that Qinghan is pregnant before marriage, then I challenge you to a bet,” Huang Xiaolong said confidently.

“Hahaha, a bet? You’re on the same level as us?” Leng Kai looked down on Huang Xiaolong.

“Leng Kai, let’s listen to what kind of bet he’s proposing, ” Song Jian chuckled. “It will be fun to trifle with such a bumpkin and make a complete fool out of him.”

“Soon, I will prove that Qinghan is not pregnant before marriage as you all claim,” Huang Xiaolong said confidently. “If I can prove it, then you must apologize to Qinghan.”

“What if you can’t?” Leng Kai sneered.

“Then do whatever you want,” Huang Xiaolong remarked nonchalantly.

The wheels in Leng Kai’s brain started turning, a sinister plot forming. “If you can’t prove that Shu Qinghan isn’t pregnant, then you must… immediately disappear from Yuru’s side and retreat back to the mountains to dig the ground and plant sweet potatoes!”

“Well, it’s impossible for me to leave my wife’s side. After all, we are destined to be together,” Huang Xiaolong replied casually, “But okay, I agree. If I can’t prove that Qinghan isn’t pregnant, I’ll return to the village tomorrow.”

“Good! Deal!” Leng Kai made the decision, glancing at Song Jian and others.

“Good, we have no objections either,” Song Jian relaxed. “It’s as clear as daylight that Shu Qinghan is pregnant. I don’t believe this country bumpkin can change anything. Let’s bet! Huang Xiaolong, prepare yourself to go back and farm. The city is not a place for you!”

Chen Shuangshuang and others started laughing.

“Little Long, are you sure you can win this bet?” A nervous Song Yuru pulled Huang Xiaolong to one side.

She didn’t want to watch Huang Xiaolong being humiliated by Leng Kai and the others.

Moreover, she wasn’t willing to let Huang Xiaolong go back to the village to farm.

“Of course, I’m sure. Otherwise, dear wife, let’s make a bet ourselves,” Huang Xiaolong suggested playfully.

“Goodness, you even want to bet with me,” Song Yuru was somewhat speechless. “What do you want to bet on?”

“It’s quite simple; if I can prove Qinghan’s innocence, then you must let me kiss you, how about that?” Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but swallow as he eyed Song Yuru’s naturally rosy and plump lips. “You’re my future wife after all; it’s not too much to ask for a kiss, right?”

Song Yuru blushed, her eyes shining brightly, “Of course, I hope you can prove Qinghan’s innocence… All right… then, I accept your bet.”

“Great! Let’s agree on that!” Huang Xiaolong was definitely pumped up.