Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 57 - 58 Tang Xuewu, Can Only Be My Woman!
"Young Master Qin, I was blind to your greatness!" Wang Hu pleaded. "Please, just treat me like I’m nothing and let me go!"
Wang Hu scrambled and crawled over to Qin Long. Jin Yuan was fine, but he was probably a dead man! He had to beg Qin Long for his life.
"What? You want me to kneel for *you*?" Qin Long’s tone turned cold, his patience wearing thin. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"No, no, no!" Wang Hu immediately threw himself at Qin Long’s legs, begging. "Young Master Qin, I’ll give you half of my assets! Just spare my life, please!" he pleaded, his head bowed as tears and snot streamed down his face.
You can always earn more money, but you have nothing if you’re dead. If I can’t get Qin Long’s forgiveness, Jin Yuan will kill me himself, even without Zhao Ruoying lifting a finger!
"What makes you think money gives you the right to do whatever you want?" Qin Long retorted. "Do you think I need your tens of millions?"
Hearing this, Wang Hu froze on the spot as if turned to stone. Nearby, Jin Yuan was secretly relieved.
Qin Long then turned to leave.
"Young Master Qin, please spare me! I was just confused for a moment!" Wang Hu immediately dropped to his knees, crying out for mercy.
Qin Long heard him and let out a cold laugh. Spare you? Ridiculous. As the Heavenly Dragon, former commander of a million troops, just leaving him alive is already an act of great mercy. The instinct to be decisive and eliminate threats is deeply ingrained in my mind.
Qin Long turned and walked away without a shred of pity.
「At the school entrance」
Qin Long asked Jiang Haijing to wait a moment. He needed to say a few words to Tang Yuehua.
"Aunt, this money is for you and Xuexue’s future security," he said. "Also, just act like I was never here today."
Although Tang Yuehua was the eldest daughter of the Tang Family, she was not well-regarded. She frequently endured the disdainful looks of her relatives. Even Old Master Tang was extremely cold toward her for having a daughter out of wedlock. Her life was not easy.
"Qin Long, I’ll transfer it back to you right now," Tang Yuehua said as she prepared to make the transfer. "You earned this, and besides, Xuexue’s medical bills weren’t that high."
"I said, it’s for you," Qin Long stated, his gaze fixed on her with an unyielding intensity. "As a final safety net for you and Xuexue."
Seeing how resolute he was, Tang Yuehua reluctantly nodded. "But if they kick you out, you won’t be able to survive," she said, clenching her fists and mustering her courage. "This money is very important to you."
"Brother Qin Long, Grandpa sends me a red envelope every month," Xuexue said sweetly, rubbing her little head against Qin Long’s side. "But if you don’t have money, how will you take me to the movies?"
Qin Long chuckled and pinched her small cheek. "Don’t worry, your brother has plenty of money. This five million is nothing. I could get my hands on five hundred million if I needed to."
As the commander of the Heavenly Dragon Army, the peerless war dragon, money has long since become meaningless.
"I think Brother Qin Long likes to lie now!" Xuexue said, shaking her little head in disbelief.
Qin Long just patted her head and laughed heartily.
Tang Yuehua had no choice but to accept the money, thinking to herself that she would find an opportunity to help Qin Long in the future.
Afterward, Qin Long went with Jiang Haijing to the Longquan Hotel.
「In a high-end private room」
Qin Long, Zhao Ruoying, and Jiang Haijing sat in a triangular arrangement. In front of them, Jiang Haijing personally brewed and served tea in a set of exquisite blue-and-white porcelain cups that looked incredibly valuable.
"Young Master Qin, please have some tea," she said, personally presenting a cup to him.
Qin Long accepted it with a nod.
"Young Master Qin, you are truly a modern Medical Immortal!" Jiang Haijing exclaimed, rising to her feet. "I’ve seen countless famous doctors over the years, and none of them could help me. But you cured my old injury completely with just a few needles! I’m now fully capable of getting pregnant. I am so incredibly grateful to you!"
She then gave Qin Long a deep, formal bow.
After all, Qin Long could be considered a Medical Immortal incarnate. No matter how rich or powerful one is, no one can escape birth, aging, sickness, and death. Befriending him could be a lifesaver at a critical moment!
"Madam Jiang, you’re too kind," Qin Long said with a faint smile and a wave of his hand.
"Young Master Qin, does my body require more acupuncture?" Jiang Haijing mustered her courage to ask. "I want my condition to be fully resolved."
"There’s no need. I’ll write you a prescription in a moment."
Hearing this, she nodded excitedly.
Zhao Ruoying then brought up the list of medicinal herbs Qin Long had sent her. "Young Master Qin, the other items are manageable," she said, "but what exactly is this Snow Heart Grass?"
She had used all her connections, but no one had ever heard of it.
"Snow Heart Grass is an herb that grows in snowy regions," Qin Long explained with a helpless sigh. "The climate here in Jiangzhong is indeed unsuitable for its growth."
The Snow Heart Grass is an essential catalyst for the pill I need to refine; no other herb can replace it. This poses a difficult problem for me.
"Young Master Qin, do you have a picture of it?" Zhao Ruoying asked. She wanted to know what it looked like so she could search for it in major auction houses.
"Young Master Qin, I will have my people help search for the Snow Heart Grass," Jiang Haijing offered.
"Thank you, President Zhao, Madam Jiang," Qin Long said. "I truly need it."
Hearing his thanks, both women grew excited and nodded immediately.
Later, Qin Long was driven home. He was the only one there. Tang Xuewu and Tang De were both out working on a project, and Zhang Meilan was surely off playing mahjong with her old friends. He was all alone.
However, just as he returned home and settled into a chair, planning to give himself an acupuncture treatment, he heard the sound of a car outside. A moment later, a man in a suit strutted into the courtyard, followed by four strong, athletic-looking bodyguards.
It was none other than Wang Ming.
"Well, well, is our foolish Qin at home?" Wang Ming sneered the moment he saw him. He then lit a cigar with a jeering smile. "Oh, sorry, I forgot. You’ve regained your memory, so you’re not a fool anymore."
"Don’t you dare cause trouble in my wife’s home!" Qin Long said as he sat up, his eyes fixed coldly on Wang Ming.
"Haha, your wife?" Wang Ming scoffed, pointing a finger at Qin Long. "You think a good-for-nothing like you, who relies on Xuewu for everything, is worthy of calling her your wife?"
Qin Long’s gaze turned icy, his patience wearing thin.
"Haha, look what I’ve got," Wang Ming taunted, waving a white keycard in the air. "Aunt Lan gave me the security card for this courtyard long ago. She even said I can go into Xuewu’s bedroom whenever I want... Hee hee... Aunt Lan is just too good to me!"
Wang Ming’s face was a mask of contempt and derision. So what if you and Tang Xuewu are engaged? I can still walk into her room whenever I please.
Hearing this, Qin Long’s expression grew even darker.
"Wang Ming, I’m only giving you one chance, so listen carefully," Qin Long said, glaring at him. "First, you will return Sword Punisher Breaking Heaven and the battle robe to me, in perfect condition. Second, you will stop having any designs on Xuewu."
Hearing Qin Long’s warning, Wang Ming was momentarily stunned before breaking into a cold laugh.
BANG!
He viciously kicked over a nearby flowerpot.
"Qin Long, who the hell do you think you are?" he snarled. "I’ll tell you the truth: I’m going to sleep with your fiancée, and that’s final! If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get the hell out of here on your own accord! Tang Xuewu can only be my woman, Wang Ming’s woman!"
Wang Ming stepped closer to Qin Long, his face a mask of provocation.
"If you insist on this suicidal path, watch out, or I’ll break your other leg," Wang Ming threatened, his expression turning cold as he looked down on Qin Long with disdain.
Last time was just a lucky sneak attack. This time, I have four expert bodyguards with me. Does he really dare to make a move?
"Isn’t it nice to be alive?"
