Ultimate Village Doctor

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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-three

Bai Susu went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Long Xiaoshan and Bai Xuehen sat in the living room, with Bai Xuehen curiously inquiring how Long Xiaoshan had been invited by Bai Susu for dinner.

Long Xiaoshan said he had asked Bai Susu to buy medicinal materials.

"Just for buying medicinal materials, Mom invited you to our home for dinner?" Bai Xuehen, wearing a look of disbelief, said.

Regarding the matter with Wang Sihai, of course Long Xiaoshan wouldn't elaborate.

Long Xiaoshan said with a smile, "What else do you think there could be? Maybe I just have a likable appearance."

Bai Xuehen made a "vomiting" gesture and said, "You're really shameless."

"Hahaha." Long Xiaoshan laughed heartily.

The two were of similar age, and with Long Xiaoshan being knowledgeable and able to chat about anything, it didn't take long for the two young people to get acquainted, with bursts of light laughter coming from the living room from time to time.

Half an hour later, Bai Susu finally finished cooking.

Coming out, she looked at her daughter with slight surprise, "What are you talking about that's making you so happy?"

She knew her daughter's personality well, which was somewhat subdued like hers; usually, her daughter didn't have many friends her age and spent most of her time being a homebody — reading and playing the piano. It was rare to see her laughing so joyfully.

"Mom, it's all because of him, always telling some… jokes."

"What jokes? Tell one to Mom."

"No, no, Mom, have you finished cooking? I'm hungry."

Bai Xuehen's face turned red; what Long Xiaoshan had told were hardly just jokes, but mostly risqué stories.

She dared not tell Bai Susu.

In prison, amidst all sorts, how could Long Xiaoshan tell decent jokes? Naturally, he was best at telling racy jokes, almost effortlessly, a veteran in the field.

Seeing a classical beauty like Bai Xuehen, he couldn't resist teasing her.

Seeing her blushing to the tips of her ears, he secretly felt pleased with himself.

"The meal is ready, you can come eat now," Bai Susu said, her curiosity piqued. Then she asked Long Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshan, what joke? Tell one to Auntie Su."

"Ahem, Auntie Su, do you really want to hear it?" Long Xiaoshan asked earnestly.

"Long Xiaoshan." Bai Xuehen glared at Long Xiaoshan.

"It's Auntie Su who wants to hear it," Long Xiaoshan said, spreading his hands innocently.
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"Come on, tell it. Let me have a laugh too," Bai Susu said.

"Then I'll tell it," Long Xiaoshan cleared his throat and began, "A beauty realized her lipstick was too thick, so she wiped it with a wet tissue and threw it onto the street. An old man picked it up, examined it for a while, and then, having an epiphany, caught up with her and said, 'Miss, these ultra-thins really do fall off easily!'"

"What ultra-thins?" Bai Susu didn't catch on.

"Mom, don't listen to this scoundrel spouting nonsense," Bai Xuehen quickly pulled Bai Susu towards the dining room.

A moment later, Bai Susu finally caught on and her face turned as red as fire.

Watching Long Xiaoshan walking over to eat as if nothing had happened, she secretly scolded him in her mind, 'This little rascal, he even dares to tease me.'

After the three of them sat down to eat,

Bai Susu's cooking was truly exceptional.

The taste was very good.

However, Long Xiaoshan realized that even the vegetables at Bai Susu's home were the health-oriented fruits and veggies from his own farm.

But thinking about Bai Susu knowing Shangguan Baihe, this wasn't surprising.

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While Long Xiaoshan was eating with Bai Susu and her daughter,

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Hechuan City, Weifeng Group.

The Weifeng Group was very famous in Hechuan City, not only because of its significant business scope but more so because its chairman, Wei Zhentian, was the number one martial artist in Hechuan's martial arts community, and rumors even had it that he was a descendant of the Ancient Martial World.

Beyond the business of Weifeng Group, Wei Zhentian was also the Master of the Weifeng Martial Arts School.

Although Wei Zhentian was not a man of the underworld,

hardly anyone in Hechuan City dared to provoke Wei Zhentian.

It was said that when Wei Zhentian first entered Hechuan City and opened his Martial Arts School, he became an enemy of a local big shot,

who declared that he would shut down the Weifeng Martial Arts School, only to be beaten by Wei Zhentian until his limbs were shattered, leaving him paralyzed in bed.

The forces under that big shot were later uprooted completely.

Ever since then, Wei Zhentian's reputation in Hechuan City flourished, and after running his enterprise for over a decade, he became an untouchable presence.

Both the underworld and the law-abiding citizens had to give him some respect.

Yet, in the Weifeng Group's office today, Wei Zhentian's face looked very dark.

Yesterday, his only son's legs were broken.

In Hechuan City, even Wang Sihai and Zhou Yushan, these household names amongst the top dogs, would not dare to harm his son casually, let alone break his legs.

Although his son's legs had already been reconnected,

he could not swallow this insult.

People of the Martial Dao World always abided by the principle of an eye for an eye, never settling for turning weapons of war into gifts of jade and silk.

He had originally planned to find the culprit yesterday and break both his legs, leaving him permanently crippled.

But there was important business to attend to that morning, so he had to bide his time.

Once that matter was settled, it wouldn't be too late to ruin that person.

But what he didn't expect was,

that the deal, which was almost a sure bet today, was also ruined.

He looked at the bald, obese man sitting across from him and frowned, "Director Wang, what exactly happened? What's the matter with your eye, and you said someone tampered with the business, who was it? Is there anyone in Hechuan City who dares not to show you, Director Wang, some respect?"

Sitting opposite him was none other than Wang Sihai, who had been terrified by Long Xiaoshan's Divine Thought Power at Bai's Medicinal Materials.

Wang Sihai, at this moment, had a pale grey eye, his body fat trembling, sweating profusely, looking as if he had lost two of his three souls. Only under Wei Zhentian's pressing did he stammer out, "Master Wei, I want no part in this, and I advise you to stay away as well. That person is not as you imagine; even guns can't kill him."

"Even guns can't kill him!"

Wei Zhentian's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was not much fear on his face.

For he knew that at a certain level of martial arts cultivation, it was very easy to dodge bullets,

What seemed miraculous to ordinary people was actually rather common for Ancient Martial Artists.

Because of his preconceptions, he thought when Wang Sihai said that even guns couldn't kill the man, it was because the person was dodging bullets with superior moves, not tanking the bullets.

He said coolly, "Director Wang, just one man has scared you to this extent, to the point where you don't even dare to seek revenge—this isn't really in Director Wang Yama's style."

Wang Sihai, known as Wang Yanwang due to his fierce reputation in Hechuan City,

Hearing the irony in Wei Zhentian's tone, Wang Sihai suddenly raised his head and, somewhat out of control, shouted, "You have no idea, you don't understand. He's not human, he's a god, he is a god."

"Shut up!" Wei Zhentian roared sharply,

carrying a vibrational force that left Wang Sihai dizzy and standing still.

"Useless!"

Wei Zhentian rose to his full height, his eyes brimming with sharp light. He raised his hand, which suddenly turned bright red, and gently pressed it down on the desk. The huanghuali wooden desk emitted smoke, and before long, there was a palm print about an inch deep.

"If he is a god, what am I?" Wei Zhentian said proudly. He had already cultivated Inner Strength a year ago and stepped into the ranks of Huang Level Martial Artists.

In the eyes of the Ancient Martial powerhouse, mortals were as insignificant as ants.