Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 168 Sudden Incident

No matter how Zhang Yalin probed, Qin Han simply closed his eyes and kept silent.

Qin Han was in a good mood today, and although Zhang Yalin asked him if he had taken his medicine, it did not affect his willingness to give her and Zhong Yuanliang some guidance.

As for the third one, he lacked not the skill in martial arts, but cultivation. It would be fine to prepare some more medicinal pills for him later.

He then got up, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to Zhang Yalin, telling her to come to him if there was anything she didn’t understand.

Zhang Yalin only looked at it for a moment before coming back to Qin Han with her questions.

Zhang Yalin, holding the prescription and voicing all her questions in one breath, felt satisfied returning to the medicine cabinet after Qin Han answered each one, yet the moment she saw over a dozen types of medicinal ingredients listed on the prescription, a bitter look instantly crossed her smiling face.

What she disliked the most was memorizing prescriptions.

"There’s no need to rush; you’ve already memorized quite a few. The number of prescriptions from ancient times to the present is limited," Qin Han said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yalin’s face lit up with joy as she asked, "So how many prescriptions have I memorized now? Are there not many left?"

"Hmm, not too many," Qin Han said indifferently.

"How much longer will it take for me to memorize all of the prescriptions?" Zhang Yalin asked eagerly, blinking her eyes.

Qin Han looked at Zhang Yalin and suddenly said, "You’ve been memorizing quite quickly; I reckon a few more years should suffice."

"Are you trying to console me?" Zhang Yalin asked, looking at Qin Han with an aggrieved expression.

Qin Han laughed and said, "This isn’t consolation; this is kicking you while you’re down."

"Pfft!"

Zhong Yuanliang was sitting by the side, drinking tea. Upon hearing Qin Han’s words, he couldn’t help but spit it out.

"Hahahaha!"

"You seem to have a lot of free time?" Qin Han turned his head to glance at Zhong Yuanliang.

After giving guidance to Zhang Yalin, only Zhong Yuanliang was left. Dealing with Zhong Yuanliang was much simpler for him; a beating would solve everything.

"Ah!"

"Ouch!"

"I can’t take it anymore!"

"I give up!"

After witnessing the miserable state of Young Master Zhong, Zhang Yalin suddenly felt that her own troubles were nothing in comparison.

Without contrast, there is no harm!

While Qin Han was instructing Zhong Yuanliang in the martial arts, in a hospital in the capital, an old man with white hair was lying on a hospital bed at this moment.

"Doctor, how is my father’s condition?" A middle-aged man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, exuding a natural authority, asked with some urgency.

After exchanging looks, the elder doctor standing in the middle shook his head at the middle-aged man before saying, "It’s time to make arrangements for the inevitable."

"Make arrangements for the inevitable?" The middle-aged man turned deathly pale upon hearing this, muttering to himself in disbelief.

After a brief moment of stupor, tears welled up in the middle-aged man’s eyes as he looked at the elder on the bed whose consciousness was fading. Clutching his hair with both hands, he asked in desperation, "Is there really no hope left?"

"I understand..." the old man in the bed suddenly called out weakly.

The middle-aged man immediately approached the sickbed, tightly grasping the old man’s hand, "Dad, I’m here."

"There’s no need to worry, nor feel unwilling. I know my time has come," the old man said, as if a sudden surge of clarity allowed him to open his eyes.

"All my old comrades have died; living to this age, with my children making me proud, I have no discontent."

"Do you still remember how I often made you read Li Bing’s ’Family Admonitions’? ’An official should be clear-headed, careful, and diligent. With these three, what trouble cannot be managed?’ You must remember this!"

The bodyguards at the door, upon hearing the elder’s words, strived to not let tears show, and the doctors in the room were also very moved. They admired the elder’s principles and the standards he set for raising his children and respectfully bowed deeply to him. freewebnσvel.cøm

There, standing beside them, Zhang Henian was also visibly moved and mournful. The man on the bed had been his superior, and in the current situation, he didn’t know whether he should speak up, considering the old man’s sensitive and important identity.

What if Qin Han were here? Could there be a way?

Zhang Henian’s mind was filled with the image of Qin Han, always calm and with his extraordinary medical skills...

"I know someone who might have a way!" blurted out Zhang Henian, almost without thinking.

"Uncle Zhang, what did you say? Who might have a way?"

The middle-aged man, who had been looking sad upon hearing the old man’s words, suddenly stood up and asked eagerly.

"I can’t guarantee it, but I have witnessed his medical skills firsthand. Besides, I was also near death once, and he saved me. He truly deserves to be called the Divine Doctor!" said Zhang Henian, looking at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man grabbed Zhang Henian’s hand, his lips trembling as he spoke, "Uncle Zhang, please tell me quickly who he is, I will go and invite him personally!"

"His name is Qin Han. I transferred my clinic to him. But he is not in Shangjing; he’s in Zhongzhou. I don’t know if there’s still time?" said Zhang Henian, frowning.

"Shangjing isn’t far from Zhongzhou. By helicopter, it wouldn’t take an hour. Uncle Zhang, please help me contact the Divine Doctor," the middle-aged man said anxiously.

Zhang Henian immediately took out his phone and called Qin Han.

"Mr. Qin, are you at the clinic now?"

"I am here; what’s up, Mr. Zhang?" Qin Han, surprised to hear from Zhang Henian, asked.

Zhang Henian didn’t beat around the bush and said directly, "Mr. Qin, there’s been a sudden emergency. My old superior is critically ill, and I earnestly beseech you to come and save him."

"Mr. Zhang, as a doctor, it’s my duty to save lives. Since it concerns your old superior, I’ll head there now. Just tell me the address," Qin Han responded immediately.

"The patient is in Shangjing. There will be a helicopter to pick you up soon!"

"Alright!"

Half an hour later, a helicopter appeared above Huqing Street and hovered over Qin’s clinic, attracting the stares of pedestrians wondering what was happening.

However, since it was in a bustling district, the helicopter had no place to land. After circling a few times, it was forced to drop a rope with makeshift safety measures tied to its end.

Qin Han looked up at the helicopter, and seeing a man in military uniform gesturing urgently, understood he was supposed to be hoisted up using the rope.

He turned to Zhong Yuanliang, who had followed him out, and said, "I’m going to Shangjing. Take care of things at home."

After speaking, to the stunned gaze of the soldier, Qin Han took hold of the rope with both hands and launched himself into the air. Each time he grabbed the rope, he climbed substantially higher, alternating his grip until in just a few breaths, he boarded the helicopter.

"Holy smokes, Master’s Qinggong has nearly reached transcendence. Damn, what level of master is he?" Zhong Yuanliang watched Qin Han’s actions, somewhat dumbfounded.

While typical martial artists might manage to climb a rope using the strength of their arms, like Qin Han did, scaling up to the helicopter in just a few motions, with the rope serving as nothing more than a point of leverage in mid-air, was beyond what could be described as merely Qinggong.

"Could it be... Master, has he reached that legendary realm?"