Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 190

Qin Han stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw that the speaker was the man who had shown hostility toward him earlier.

Repeatedly provoked by the man’s words, Qin Han grew somewhat angry. Although Qin Han would not stoop to his level, even a clay Buddha has three points of anger, and he owed the man nothing. It seemed that the man, unable to win his goddess’s favor, was now taking out his jealousy on Qin Han.

So, Qin Han said coldly, "If you don’t believe it, you don’t have to. I never said you had to keep it."

Having said this, Qin Han turned and walked into the forest. He did not want to linger here any longer, not knowing how much more time this would drag on.

"My name is Ling Yarou!" Ling Yarou, seeing that Qin Han was about to disappear into the forest, shouted at his retreating figure. After shouting, Ling Yarou’s face turned red.

Qin Han heard Ling Yarou’s voice but did not respond. Today’s farewell meant they might never meet again. Besides, in this world aside from Song Yuwei, no other woman could move his heart.

Seeing Qin Han had not responded, Ling Yarou felt somewhat disappointed and continued to stare into the depths of the forest.

Another girl came to Ling Yarou’s side and said with a teasing smile, "Yo yo, has our great beauty Ling fallen for him secretly?"

"Xiaomei, you’re making fun of me. Now, watch how I’ll deal with you." Ling Yarou, her face flushing at Xiaomei’s words, began to tickle Xiaomei under her armpits.

Soon, the two girls were playfully brawling.

The girl called Xiaomei was dressed in tight sports attire that perfectly displayed her curves. The playful fight between the two beauties was indeed a feast for the eyes of the men present.

The two stopped after a while.

"Yarou, we really owe him. If it weren’t for him, the consequences would have been unthinkable," Xiaomei said, still shaken.

"Yeah, that guy is really skilled. Do you think he could be a special forces soldier?" said a somewhat muscular boy among them.

"You know, I think our Miss Yarou looks rather reluctant to let him go," a lively girl remarked.

"He might not be very handsome, but those muscle lines are explosively attractive. If I had been the one he saved, I would definitely have asked for his phone number," another young girl chimed in.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yarou immediately regretted not asking Qin Han for his phone number.

Will she ever see him again? Why was she so foolish?

While everyone was praising Qin Han, only the man who had previously shown hostility towards Qin Han looked gloomy. His intention for preventing this donkey trip to Changbai Mountain was to develop a closer relationship with Ling Yarou.

Everything had been going smoothly on the trip, and his goddess had even shown him a few smiles, no longer the cold face she had worn before. Then, out of nowhere, Cheng Yaojin had appeared, and his goddess had reverted to her previous demeanor toward him.

In his view, if Qin Han had not appeared, Ling Yarou would not have gone to speak to Qin Han, the incident of falling off the cliff would not have occurred, and that guy would not have had the chance to show off, nor would he have been snubbed by Ling Yarou.

Human nature is such; people always like to blame others for their mistakes instead of looking for reasons within themselves.

Ling Yarou passed around the leaves that Qin Han had given her; when it came to the man, he declared, "You all really believe what he said, I don’t believe that without these leaves, we cannot get out of this primeval forest."

"Zhang Feng, why do you feel such strong aversion towards that man?" Ling Yarou asked indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng hurriedly said, "I’m repelled by him simply because he’s a bumpkin, I just think he’s exaggerating dangers. I’ve been to more complex primeval forests than this one and never saw anything like what he described."

After others took the leaves, they all put them in their mouths. The strong man grimaced and said, "Oh man, it’s both sour and astringent, but it does quite wake up the mind. I say, Zhang Feng, are you really not taking one?"

Zhang Feng snorted coldly and remained silent, yet his face clearly showed an expression that he would definitely not take one.

Seeing that Zhang Feng refused, no one insisted. Ling Yarou placed a leaf in her mouth, then immediately began gathering her equipment to leave.

They were very well equipped for this trip, which was adamantly asserted by Zhang Feng, but what they didn’t notice was that the miasma in the forest was growing thicker...

By then, Qin Han had already ventured deep into the primeval forest, and to his delight, the trip was very fruitful. The deeper he went, the more unusual flowers and herbs he found, and their age and quality were also better.

Qin Han even found a not very old Lingzhi mushroom, but he did not pick it. Medicinal herbs, just like fish in the sea, should be preserved to continue producing more and better herbs, rather than killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

The sky was gradually darkening towards the clouds, but Qin Han had no intentions of leaving. Although life here was tough, it didn’t bother him much. He decided to stay overnight to save travel time and return home sooner.

Moreover, some precious herbs were rare and hard-to-find.

At this time, it’s unlikely that there were other tourists in the deep mountain. The dense forest canopy blocked out even the moonlight, and though Qin Han’s eyesight was good enough not to need a torch, the surroundings still looked eerie and frightening.

With the cover of nightfall, some snakes and insects also began to come out. Qin Han deftly avoided these real rulers of the primeval forest and continued deeper into the forest.

To Qin Han, as long as these creatures of the primeval forest didn’t attack him, he would absolutely not take the initiative to kill them. All beings have spirits; humans aren’t supposed to tread here, strictly speaking, humans are more like invaders.

Qin Han glanced at his watch; it was already ten o’clock at night without him realizing it, and he wondered whether the others had heeded his advice.

He started a fire right there, sat down, and while circulating his Inner Strength throughout his body, he pondered where to look for earth dragons.

Earth dragons prefer moist underground locations, generally, the larger the trees they live under, the larger their size. However, Qin Han was looking for one that was at least a hundred years old, which was still a very slim hope.

Meanwhile, Ling Yarou and her group were wandering around the woods, the beam of their wilderness flashlight significantly shortened here.

Sweat covered everyone’s faces; the strong man was now carrying a person on his back, none other than Zhang Feng, who had rejected Qin Han.

Just as the group passed through an area with miasma, Zhang Feng had just come into contact with the miasma when he staggered and fell straight to the ground. Everyone then noticed that those who had taken Qin Han’s leaves were all fine, except for Zhang Feng who had been poisoned.

Reluctantly, the men in the group took turns carrying Zhang Feng, hoping to quickly exit this forest. However, oddly, following the directions on their GPS, not only had they not left the primeval forest, but they were also moving deeper into it, almost catching up with Qin Han.

"Something’s not right, is the GPS broken? According to the navigation, we should have been out of the forest in at most two hours," Ling Yarou said with a furrowed brow.