Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 178 Injury

"Qin Han!"

"Mr. Qin!"

Song Yuwei hurried over with Diudiu in her arms, steadying Qin Han’s trembling body.

"Papa, what’s wrong?" Diudiu asked, touching Qin Han’s cheeks.

"Daddy’s fine, just a bit tired," Qin Han managed a weak smile.

"Mr. Qin, are your injuries severe?" Ming Xizhi asked anxiously from the side.

"It’s nothing. If my martial power had been fully recovered, he couldn’t have withstood me at all. A few days of rest should suffice," said Qin Han indifferently.

Ming Xizhi knew that Qin Han had previously been in the capital to treat his own father’s illness and had already expended too much of his strength. The image of him spitting out blood was still vivid in his memory.

He thought that if not for the significant depletion of strength due to treating his father, that middle-aged man from the Chen family would not have been a match for Qin Han.

After all, if he thought he could defeat Qin Han, he certainly wouldn’t have just walked away like that.

The martial artists in green robes brought by Ming Xizhi looked at Qin Han with admiration. As martial artists themselves, they could, of course, recognize the power of the blow dealt by the visitor from the Chen family.

Qin Han looked into the distance at the car driving away with Chen Jingtian. His brow was deeply furrowed, his face contemplative.

Inside the car, the middle-aged man was stopping Chen Jingtian’s bleeding and had given him a pain-relieving pill to swallow, then sat calmly in the vehicle.

Chen Jingtian, grinding his teeth, asked, "Did my mom send you?"

"What else? Your mother broke the rules of the Chen family for your sake this time. The lady of the house won’t let this opportunity slip by," said the middle-aged man.

Chen Jingtian smiled grimly, his voice cold, "Why didn’t you kill him just now?"

"Do you think I didn’t want to? Hmph!" Before he had finished speaking, the middle-aged man, who had clashed palms with Qin Han, felt Qin Han’s Inner Strength nearly causing him to spit out blood on the spot, but he forcibly suppressed it.

Now, after exchanging a few words with Chen Jingtian, the middle-aged man could no longer hold it back.

Looking at the bloodstains on the car window, Chen Jingtian was thoroughly shocked.

He knew the middle-aged man’s strength; although he couldn’t compare with the old timers in the Chen family’s Warrior Hall, he hadn’t heard of anyone in Longguo who could injure him in all these years.

Just what realm was Qin Han?

When Qin Han and Song Yuwei returned to the Qin Medical Hall, Zhou Wenfeng and Xu Shimo were already waiting there, with Zhang Yalin standing at the entrance looking out.

They had set out towards the highway after receiving the news, but as their subordinates reported that the conflict was over,

they realized they wouldn’t be much help if they went, and the Ming family from the capital was also present.

At first, they didn’t understand why the Ming family from the capital had shown up in Zhongzhou.

But then they remembered that the old master of the Ming family had been seriously ill recently, and so they concluded that Qin Han’s trip to the capital was to treat the Ming patriarch.

The Ming family was clearly there to help, and with them present, Qin Han should be safe.

However, during the time Qin Han was returning to the medical hall, both men were on pins and needles.

After all, Qin Han hadn’t gained much advantage this time; although he had killed a few martial artists from the Chen family, Zhong Wanshan and the other two were seriously injured and hospitalized, their conditions not very good.

"Brother Qin!" Zhou Wenfeng rose swiftly to his feet and walked towards the door upon seeing Qin Han enter.

"Older Brother Qin! What happened to you?" Qin Han’s pallor startled Xu Shimo as well.

Since their acquaintance with Qin Han, he had always appeared calm and composed; his skin, although not very pale, maintained a healthy wheat color.

But this time, even a fool could see that Qin Han’s complexion was terrible, he was injured!

What kind of strength must one possess to injure someone like Qin Han?

"It’s nothing serious, just a large expenditure of inner strength, leaving me feeling somewhat drained," Qin Han said with a faint smile.

However, that smile, in the eyes of everyone present, seemed rather heartbreaking. It was evident to all that Qin Han was pushing through his current condition.

Tears glistening in her eyes, Song Yuwei supported Qin Han as they walked into the inner room. She had him lie down to rest. Seeing that Qin Han had fallen asleep, Song Yuwei returned to the others and calmly said, "Qin Han needs to rest now. Everyone, please return for now. I apologize for any lack of hospitality."

Except for the people from the Ming family who didn’t know Song Yuwei well, everyone else knew she had always been empathetic and gentle as water to have spoken so coldly this time.

It was clear that this time, she truly did not want anyone to disturb Qin Han’s rest.

After saying this, Song Yuwei turned to Zhang Yalin and said, "Yalin, you take care of the outside for now. I’ll be inside."

Once Song Yuwei returned to the inner room, Zhang Yalin looked at Ming Xizhi with furrowed brows and said, "Are you from the Ming family?"

"I am, and you are?" Ming Xizhi asked, somewhat surprised.

Upon hearing Ming Xizhi confirm his identity, Zhang Yalin’s expression changed immediately as she said, "Get out, people from the Ming family are not welcome here!"

"Girl, this is the young master of the Ming family. Speak with some respect," Zhou Wenfeng quickly pulled at Zhang Yalin.

"I am speaking to the people from the Ming family," Zhang Yalin replied coldly.

Ming Xizhi looked at Zhang Yalin with a puzzled expression and asked with knitted brows, "Young lady, do we know each other? You seem to very much dislike the Ming family."

"I don’t just dislike your Ming family, I feel sick whenever I see you. Get out!" Zhang Yalin said, pointing at the doorway of the clinic.

"Yalin, what are you doing?" Zhou Wenfeng said urgently.

"What did you say? What did you call her?" Ming Xizhi, upon hearing this, grabbed Zhou Wenfeng’s arm and asked.

Zhou Wenfeng was startled by Ming Xizhi’s reaction, exclaiming, "Yalin... Zhang Yalin."

"You are Uncle Zhang’s granddaughter?" Ming Xizhi quickly turned his head and asked in shock.

Zhang Yalin looked at Ming Xizhi expressionlessly and said with a cold laugh, "I knew it, Grandfather must have gone to the Ming family recently. Qin Han was also summoned by you through Grandfather, right?"

"Your Ming family has never regarded other people’s lives as valuable. It was the same with my parents, and it’s the same with Qin Han. If it weren’t for treating someone from your Ming family and expending inner strength, would he have been injured?"

"Anyone involved with your Ming family ends up being dragged down by you."

Ming Xizhi looked at Zhang Yalin with a bitter expression on his face, his lips moved, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

Turning around, he said to Liu Hongwen, "Let’s go."

Zhou Wenfeng and Xu Shi exchanged glances and left as well.

Qin Han had already fallen asleep at this point.

Looking at Qin Han lying on the bed, Song Yuwei gently stroked his hair with a heart full of pain.

The little one sat obediently on a small stool by the bed, quietly watching over Qin Han.

After everyone else had left, Zhang Yalin walked in, poured a glass of water for Song Yuwei, and whispered, "Yu Wei, he will recover."

"Yes," Song Yuwei nodded, giving Zhang Yalin a smile, though it was a strained one.