Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 23 - Su Linglong is Hospitalized
23: Chapter 23: Su Linglong is Hospitalized
23 -23: Su Linglong is Hospitalized
“Wen Rou, I’ll be leaving first… I will contact you later,”
Shen Huanian gave Fang Bai a resentful glance and then cast a sorrowful look toward Tang Wenrou before turning and leaving in a huff.
Watching Shen Huanian leave, Tang Wenrou felt a sense of relief.
Shen Huanian’s family background was illustrious, hardly inferior to the Tang Family, and her own parents thought highly of him, giving her considerable pressure.
If Fang Bai hadn’t been there today, she would have really struggled to handle it alone.
Just as Shen Huanian left, the phone in Tang Wenrou’s office suddenly rang.
Tang Wenrou answered the phone, sighed lightly, and with a somewhat apologetic expression, she looked at Fang Bai.
“Something has come up, I need to take care of it… Fang Bai, I’m sorry, I’m afraid I won’t be able to take you out for dinner today,”
“It’s fine, it’s just a meal.
You can treat me another time,”
Fang Bai said with a smile, noticing Tang Wenrou had a lot on her mind.
He said goodbye to her and turned to walk away.
“Jianfei, he really resembles you.
Whether it’s appearance, movements, gaze, even the tone of his voice… he’s just so much like you …”
After leaving the police station, Tang Wenrou stood by the window, watching Fang Bai’s receding figure.
She spoke to herself in a soft murmur, lost in a daze.
……
After receiving the hundred-thousand yuan reward from the police, Fang Bai once again had a comfortable amount of money in hand.
After leaving the police station, he withdrew ten thousand yuan in cash from the bank, went to a drugstore, and bought a large amount of valuable herbs for an herbal bath later that evening.
The next morning, after returning from practicing his physical cultivation, Fang Bai washed up and ate breakfast, then went to school with Zhou Dabai.
On the small path leading to the school bike shed, Fang Bai encountered Mao Qiangdong unexpectedly.
If this had happened a few days earlier, Mao Qiangdong definitely would have come up and mocked Fang Bai, but now, he no longer had the courage.
The day before yesterday, when Fang Bai went to the Divine Dragon Martial Hall for an appointment, he had displayed great prowess, injuring more than a dozen students of the martial hall, Mao Qiangwu also spitting blood and ending up in hospital.
The scene had deeply intimidated Mao Qiangdong, instilling in him a fear of Fang Bai.
Now seeing Fang Bai, Mao Qiangdong was like a mouse that had seen a cat, turning pale with fear and quickly taking a detour to walk away.
Seeing this, Fang Bai looked at Mao Qiangdong’s retreating figure and chuckled “ha ha.”
No matter the past life or the present, no matter where he was, Fang Bai believed in one principle: everything was decided by the fist.
If your fists aren’t strong, people will ridicule you and shame you; but once your fists are firm, they will have respect for you and not dare to provoke you.
Inside Classroom 16 level 2, a group of students were gathered together, gossiping about something.
Fang Bai sat down at his seat and opened his book to start reading.
After a while, he heard the group of students talking about Su Linglong again.
What they were saying was, after Su Linglong was admitted to the hospital, her family was finding doctors and asking around for medicine.
It’s said they even hired several domestic and foreign experts in tumors, consulting over Su Linglong’s condition.
Someone with wide-reaching connections among the students must have leaked these matters.
“Last time I heard them saying Su Linglong was diagnosed with a brain tumor and had been admitted to the hospital; I wonder how she is now,”
Thinking of the lively and cute girl with the youthfully bright eyes, Fang Bai couldn’t help but feel a bit concerned.
Unfortunately, the background of Su Linglong was shrouded in mystery, and none of her classmates knew her phone number or home address.
Fang Bai wanted to contact her and ask about her current situation, but he had no way to do it.
“I’ll ask Teacher Qin later, see if she has Su Linglong’s contact information.
Class Leader Su is usually nice to me; I can’t just leave her in the lurch.”
Fang Bai sighed and thought to himself.
After the third class ended, Fang Bai caught up with Qin Yaorao, who was on her way back to the office, to ask about Su Linglong’s condition and how to contact her.
Fang Bai knew that as a teacher, Qin Yaorao must know something about Su Linglong’s situation.
When Fang Bai brought up Su Linglong, Qin Yaorao’s expression darkened, and she sighed, “Su Linglong’s brain tumor is malignant, and the illness has hit her hard.
I called her mother today, and she said that Su Linglong hasn’t eaten or drunk for a full day and night, and has just been staring at the ceiling in a daze, having lost a whole circle of weight…”
As Qin Yaorao said this, she sighed softly and continued, “As for Su Linglong’s contact information, it’s better you don’t ask.
Her family doesn’t want anyone disturbing her right now.”
Fang Bai opened his mouth, wanting to mention that he could try treating Su Linglong, but Qin Yaorao’s cell phone suddenly rang.
Seeing her answer the phone while hurriedly walking towards the office, Fang Bai shook his head with a wry smile, knowing that she too was swamped with various matters and extremely busy.
So he didn’t press her further.
As for Su Linglong’s situation, Fang Bai didn’t make a point of asking anyone else.
In his previous life, he had practiced for ten thousand years and reached the Immortal Emperor Realm, knowing that everything depended on the right opportunity.
If the opportunity came, he would be able to treat Su Linglong; if it didn’t come, even if he took action, it was possible that Su Linglong might still depart this world with regrets.
When he returned home at noon, Fang Bai handed his mother several tens of thousands of yuan, again claiming it was the earnings from treating patients.
He told his mother not to sell goods at her stall anymore and to focus on taking care of his father at home.
He also urged her not to be frugal with money and to go for the best in both food and clothing.
After seeing the effects of Fang Bai’s treatment on his father Fang Gang’s legs, both Yang Mei and Fang Gang knew their son was a medical prodigy.
Since their son said the money came from treating others, they believed him.
Yang Mei, who had always been thrifty, didn’t listen to her son and saved one thousand yuan at home for petty cash, depositing the rest into the bank that very day.
She claimed she was saving it for her daughter Fang Yun’s marriage and Fang Bai’s future wife.
To this, Fang Bai could only offer a bitter smile.
Thanks to Fang Bai’s consecutive days of acupuncture and massage, coupled with medicinal treatment, Fang Gang’s legs were at last experiencing intense sensations of pain and numbness, indicating that his damaged nervous system was recovering.
In Fang Bai’s words, within a month, Fang Gang would definitely be able to stand and move around; within two months, he would return to normal and be able to walk and run freely.
As for the minor ailments afflicting Yang Mei, those were even easier to treat.
After taking a few prescriptions Fang Bai prepared and receiving acupuncture, Yang Mei felt much lighter all over.
“Mom, you and Dad should both have some of this snake meat and soup; it will help your injuries heal faster.”
At lunch, Fang Bai served his parents a bowl of snake meat and soup each, watching them carefully until they finished.
Snake meat with a hundred years of spiritual awareness could remove diseases and fortify the body; Fang Bai thought that if his parents had it for two or three meals, they would realize its benefits.
Half an hour after lunch, as per routine, Fang Bai started to perform acupuncture and massage on his father’s legs.
After finishing the massage and just as he was about to insert the needles, Fang Bai’s ears twitched, and he looked towards the closed door.
Thud—
Thud—
Thud—
A series of urgent and forceful knocks suddenly rang out, startling Yang Mei, who was tidying up in the courtyard.
