Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Sheng Qianmei laughed and said, "Don't even start, it must have been your doing. Otherwise, why would Bai Doni suddenly change like that?"

"Haha, you aren't blaming me for chasing away your admirer, are you?? But let's be honest, that foreigner does have good credentials, tall and handsome, and even a graduate from a prestigious university." Liu Wentian didn't deny it; he had indeed secretly poked the guy with a few needles earlier, stimulating certain nerves in his brain—who could blame him when the guy was so arrogant.

Sheng Qianmei shook her head, "Not at all, that guy was too full of himself, always looking down on Huaxia culture. I was more than happy to see him go."

Liu Wentian smiled and said, "As long as you're not mad, that's good. What's so great about foreigners? You should just find a Huaxia man, be a wife of a Huaxian, and definitely not cheapen yourself to a foreigner."

Sheng Qianmei blushed and teased Liu Wentian, "What do you mean 'cheapen myself to a foreigner'? I happen to be half-foreign, you know."

"That still doesn't work, Huaxians are the best, with a culture that stretches back 5,000 years. Choosing a Huaxia husband will surely be the right decision."

It had to be said, although Liu Wentian was not a rabid nationalist, whenever it came to his country, he displayed immense pride, almost as if saying 'Huaxia is the best, Huaxia men are the most awesome'.

In his view, Sheng Qianmei, a woman of perfect appearance and figure, how could she cheapen herself to a foreigner!!

Choosing a Huaxia husband—was he hinting that she should marry him?? Sheng Qianmei wondered silently, a barely noticeable blush spreading across her face.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

She glanced at a certain part of Liu Wentian's body and sighed inwardly, thinking, with such incredible medical skills, how come you can't heal yourself? Could this be what they mean in traditional medicine by 'the healer heals not himself'??

She even started to doubt her own thoughts, so tonight, she decided to confirm whether there really was an issue with Liu Wentian, while simultaneously seeing if she could help him.

The two headed to the garage, got into Sheng Qianmei's Porsche under Liu Wentian's direction, and set off towards their destination.

In the car, Sheng Qianmei curiously asked, "Liu Wentian, what are you currently doing for work?"

"Bodyguard." This time, Liu Wentian didn't mention being a doctor; what Sheng Qianmei was clearly asking about was what he relied on now to make money.

"A bodyguard??" Sheng Qianmei exclaimed, "But you're clearly a doctor, why did you become a bodyguard?"

"Besides medicine, I also know a bit of Kung Fu, so being a bodyguard isn't odd," Liu Wentian explained.

"Well, I still think, with your superb medical skills, being a doctor suits you best," Sheng Qianmei said with a tone of regret.

For someone obsessed with medicine like her, any profession other than being a doctor seemed boring, so she felt it was a waste for Liu Wentian to have such miraculous medical skills and not be a doctor.

Thinking it over, Sheng Qianmei, still not giving up, said, "Liu Wentian, why don't you reconsider? Think about it, with your excellent medical skills, you could do great things in the future, much better than being someone else's bodyguard. If you're willing, I'll speak to the director and you could start working at the hospital tomorrow, directly as an attending physician, how about that?"

By the end, her voice took on a whining tone.

Seeing Sheng Qianmei's adorably childish demeanor, Liu Wentian was somewhat tempted but still shook his head in refusal, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I've already promised someone I'd be her bodyguard for six months, so for this half-year, I'll be a bodyguard."

After finishing, seeing Sheng Qianmei start to look dejected, he added, "However, if you ever encounter an intractable disease, you can call me anytime."

"Really?? That's great!!" Sheng Qianmei laughed happily, "Speaking of which, recently someone has been desperately seeking medical help, do you want to check it out?"

"Desperately seeking medical help?? What do you mean??" Liu Wentian was perplexed.

"There was a rich guy who promised millions if we could cure him, but it seems he had already visited all the famous hospitals in the country without any luck in curing his disease. I guess his condition is quite difficult to treat," explained Sheng Qianmei.

"Oh? That sounds interesting. Do you have time tomorrow? How about we go check it out?" Liu Wentian said without hesitation.

He was a doctor, but ordinary diseases no longer posed a challenge to him. Hence, he was quite interested in tackling difficult medical cases, especially when there were millions in reward. With that money, couldn't he instantly buy Li Chuyue the flower shop she wanted?

"Sure, tell me your current address, and I'll come find you tomorrow. Then we can head there together," Sheng Qianmei said, clearly excited.

Liu Wentian nodded and sent his new address to Sheng Qianmei's phone.

After another fifteen minutes, the two finally arrived at their destination.

Sheng Qianmei, looking at the bustling crowd outside the window, seemed a bit puzzled. She turned to Liu Wentian to confirm, "Is this the place? There doesn't seem to be any restaurants or hotels around here; could we have gotten it wrong?"

Liu Wentian laughed, "Of course, we didn't get it wrong. Haven't you gotten tired of those Western restaurants and probably sick of wine too? So tonight, I plan to treat you to something special: spicy hot pot with beer, a Chinese nighttime specialty. What do you think?"

The place Liu Wentian brought Sheng Qianmei to was actually just a very ordinary street lined with vendors like barbecue stalls and spicy hot pot stands, with several factories nearby. Most of the patrons here were laborers.

He used to eat here often before and found the flavor quite good, so he decided to bring Sheng Qianmei over.

"Spicy hot pot?"

Sheng Qianmei frowned her lovely eyebrows. Liu Wentian thought she might not be pleased, but to his surprise, Sheng Qianmei was just curious, "What is spicy hot pot? Is it something to eat? Why is it called spicy hot pot?"

"Uh..."

Liu Wentian, seeing Sheng Qianmei looking like a curious baby, was somewhat bewildered and also somewhat unsure how to explain. Was it called 'spicy hot pot' because it was spicy, numbing, and hot?

"I really don't know how to explain it well. It's a bit like hotpot, but you throw everything in to cook right from the start... Anyway, you'll understand once you try it."

Sheng Qianmei nodded, looking somewhat eager to try.

A Porsche pulled up next to a spicy hot pot stand.

The owners of the small stall, a couple in their forties, were busy at work: the man cooking and the woman calculating how much a chubby customer owed for his order. Suddenly, a teal Porsche pulled up beside them, startling them into thinking they had possibly blocked someone's way, and they nervously began to move things aside.

As they opened the car doors, a man and a woman stepped out, the man nothing special, but the mixed-race beauty with them drew amazed looks from the stall owners, the man so stunned he even forgot to put the meatballs into the pot.

A young man with a face full of acne dropped a basket of vegetables on the ground.

A few laborers, who had been eating shirtless, immediately put on their shirts and then sneaked glances at the mixed-race beauty.

Curious, Sheng Qianmei walked up to the stall, causing a few men and women ahead to instinctively step back. Although Sheng Qianmei was simply dressed, her clothes were obviously high-end, clearly showing that she was from a different world than them.

Several young people wanted to look at Sheng Qianmei but didn't dare to stare openly, sneaking peeks at her, their faces as red as monkey butts. These people, many of whom had just left their rural homes, had thinner skins than the slick city slickers.