The Young Urban Doctor

“Ziling, did something upset you today?” Hardly containing her coughing, a slightly blushing Yang Qingyin angrily demanded, “Why have you suddenly learned to be so slick and oily?”

Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin with a lewd smile, “Haven’t I successfully hit a love rival? Shouldn’t you be a little happy about it?”

“What love rival?” Yang Qingyin’s face grew redder, she spat, “You’re not even my boyfriend, and you bring up a love rival! Humph, annoying junior, I don’t want to talk to you.”

As she spoke, she busied herself with her tea, deliberately turning her head away.

Luo Ziling reached out, attempting to turn Yang Qingyin’s chin to bring her face toward him, but she slapped his hand away.

“Ziling, keep your hands to yourself,” Yang Qingyin said sternly, “or I’ll scream harassment.”

“Go ahead, scream, just scream,” Luo Ziling said as he stepped down from his position, forcefully cupped Yang Qingyin’s face, and gave her a hard kiss. He didn’t let go despite her struggles, only releasing her face after the kiss, not forgetting to pinch her cheeks twice, “Why aren’t you screaming now!”

“Annoying, you’re so annoying,” Yang Qingyin punched Luo Ziling with her little fists and then said pouting, “I really don’t want to deal with you.”

But she immediately let out a snicker, “You are this happy over a tiny advantage gained over Fang Dongxun?”

“Mr. Fang, how many people do you think can take advantage of him?” Luo Ziling purposely wore a triumphant look, “The key is that when I left, he was still there, not having reacted.”

“I’ve never heard of anyone getting the better of Fang Dongxun. He wouldn’t let this go,” Yang Qingyin stopped smiling and asked Luo Ziling again, “Did he really just invite you for coffee and then speak so straightforwardly about these things?”

“Yeah, he even blamed me, said that since I’m close to the Ouyang sisters, I shouldn’t hang out with you anymore. Then I replied, ‘If I’ve drunk your tea, does that mean I can’t have your fancy feast?’ You tell me, isn’t that the truth?” Luo Ziling had omitted this part earlier, leaving it out on purpose, but after thinking about it, he decided it was better to tell her.

“What do you mean?” Yang Qingyin frowned, “Are you comparing me to a feast?”

“No, that’s not what I meant. I was just saying, just because I have female friends, does it mean I can no longer pursue a beauty like you? Of course not, I shouldn’t be disqualified from being with you just because I get along with the Ouyang sisters. Heh heh, I’m planning to marry you!”

Luo Ziling’s initial words made Yang Qingyin a bit angry, and she was about to retort, but red-faced, she only fiercely retorted after his last sentence, “Who’s going to marry you?”

“You’re unwilling? Then who will you marry?” Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin in surprise.

“Definitely not you. Who I marry is none of your business,” said Yang Qingyin, her sly smile returning.

“It’s a good thing it wasn’t Fang Dongxun on the phone at the time, and you didn’t say those words. Otherwise, he would’ve trampled all over me,” Luo Ziling displayed an exaggerated agonized expression, “What should I do? I was in such a good mood, but one sentence from you and I’ve lost my appetite?”

Seeing Luo Ziling’s feigned expression, Yang Qingyin couldn’t hold back her laughter.

“How come I feel like you’re getting slicker by the minute?” Yang Qingyin finally managed to suppress her laughter, reached out and pinched the corners of Luo Ziling’s mouth, “You’re getting less cute!”

Luo Ziling suddenly turned embarrassed, “I was wrong, I’ve always been very cute, okay?”

“Yes, I bet you were very cute as a child.”

“My kids will definitely be as cute as me,” Luo Ziling stated firmly and then asked Yang Qingyin with a hint of mystery, “Do you want to witness a miracle?”

Yang Qingyin’s cheeks were slightly flushed as she curiously asked, “How do we witness?”

“We’ll just make a little baby together, isn’t that a witness? No matter if it looks like me or like you, it will be very adorable!”

Luo Ziling’s unfiltered words instantly made Yang Qingyin blush with embarrassment, and in her annoyance, she pinched Luo Ziling’s mouth hard.

Luo Ziling immediately felt the pain and cried out before tucking his head back.

Yang Qingyin laughed heartlessly, as happy as could be.

After fooling around for a bit, the two steered the conversation back to the topic of the marriage alliance between the Yang Family and the Fang Family, and Fang Dongxun.

Originally a heavy topic, it now felt much lighter because of their playful banter.

After a few words, Luo Ziling sat up straight and said solemnly to Yang Qingyin, “I’m handsomer than Fang Dongxun, can hold my liquor better than he can, am tougher in a fight, and my medical skills are something he can’t even catch up to if he tried. So, in every aspect, I’m better than him. From now on, you can only marry me, and no one else!”

Yang Qingyin didn’t expect Luo Ziling to suddenly say something like that. She wanted to laugh but couldn’t, wanted to be annoyed but wasn’t, and in the end, she seriously replied, “What is this? A marriage proposal?”

“No,” Luo Ziling shook his head seriously, “how could a proposal happen under these circumstances? There should be flowers, a ring, and the right atmosphere. This isn’t the right place.”

“Then, will you propose to me?” Yang Qingyin blurted out.

After saying it, she regretted it immediately. How could she ask Luo Ziling such a question now?

Such questions should never be asked at any time, she was a bit thoughtless just now.

But having said it, she couldn’t take it back and could only watch Luo Ziling nervously, waiting for his answer.

“Actually, you could propose to me as well. It’s a new era, and men and women are equal. Women can take the initiative too,” Luo Ziling said.

Yang Qingyin’s self-esteem was severely hurt by Luo Ziling’s words, naturally leading to her fury and a round of beating him up.

After Yang Qingyin got up and hurled a barrage of punches and kicks at him, Luo Ziling finally begged for mercy, asking her to stop the violence.

But Yang Qingyin did not stop, instead of hitting and kicking, she lay on Luo Ziling’s back, hugging him tightly.

“Junior, I know the family will definitely arrange a marriage alliance with the Fang Family, but I definitely won’t comply, and I’ll resist as much as possible. What I said earlier wasn’t a joke; I won’t accept their arrangements. I will make my own destiny, even if that means not being a ‘Yang Family lady.’ If that day comes, you have to provide for me, or I will starve,” Yang Qingyin said emotionally.

Without hesitation, Luo Ziling promised, “No problem, I’ll definitely provide for you. Even if I have to beg in the streets, I’ll make sure you have food and drink. If I only have one piece of bread, I’ll give it all to you, and I’ll even run to steal a cup of milk tea for you.”

Luo Ziling’s words moved Yang Qingyin deeply. She didn’t say anything more but just tightened her grip around Luo Ziling’s neck and kissed him on her own initiative.

Initially, Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling thought they would discuss a lot about Fang Dongxun during their meeting, but after their fun and games, they didn’t talk much about it. They both felt there was no need to say too much.

Meet the army with tactics, meet the flood with earthworks; since they were prepared for the worst, what was there to fear?