The Young Urban Doctor

Chapter 113: Diagnosing Ouyang Feifei

Ouyang Feifei couldn't help but feel a little proud when she saw the shocked look on Luo Ziling's face, but she didn't elaborate on what she said too much. "Everything related to the Soaring Dragons is a military secret. You must not tell anyone else."

After saying this, she felt that it didn't sound like something she would say, so she immediately explained, "I'm telling this to you because I thought you should know about this. I don't know anything deeper, though."

Ouyang Feifei had always disliked talking to people, but when she was with Luo Ziling, this kind of bad habit was slowly changing. There were things that she wouldn't want to speak of at first, yet somehow he could drag them out of her.

"I see!" Luo Ziling exclaimed. He wanted to press her for more information, but Ouyang Feifei was unwilling to explain more, so he didn't bother asking.

Ouyang Feifei had changed markedly, especially when he compared her to how cold she was in their previous meeting. He was already quite surprised that she was willing to talk so much.

Looking at Luo Ziling's hesitant expression, Ouyang Feifei spoke up again. "If you can cure Li Haiyang's illness, then the people of the Soaring Dragons will definitely treat you as a benefactor. With their support, anyone who tries to push you around will have to think twice!"

After saying this, Ouyang Feifei couldn't help but sigh inwardly, deeply appreciating old master Luo's planning skills. He'd found a way to acquire strong backing forces for Luo Ziling so that it would be hard to drag him around even if the Ling family were to reject him. That old man, who even her grandfather Ouyang Lingyun admired, was amazingly thoughtful and farsighted!

"I understand!" Luo Ziling said gleefully.

He had thought of this before, and now that Ouyang Feifei had confirmed them, his fantasy of having elite soldiers beat up someone who'd wronged him seemed like a reality now.

Just thinking about it made him proud!

"Walk with me." Ouyang Feifei seemed to be in high spirits. She turned around and gestured for him to follow her.

Luo Ziling had originally planned to go in and say hello to Ouyang Lingyun, but since she was inviting him on a stroll, he couldn't refuse.

She seemed to know what Luo Ziling was thinking and said softly, "My grandfather is talking to someone at the moment."

"Okay, then I'll go greet him later," he agreed readily.

She glanced at him, a faint smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and gestured for him to go ahead.

Ouyang Feifei was really beautiful, he thought as he walked alongside her. She didn't even need to put on makeup to look beautiful. Today, she was wearing the same clothes as usual. A white shirt with a small lapel, a black professional suit, and pencil pants fully displayed her beautiful figure.

Just like in those romance novels, if her waist was a little thicker, she would look fat, and if she was a little thinner, she would be too thin. Everything about her figure was perfectly proportioned, especially her long legs, which accentuated her body.

Luo Ziling thought that if Ouyang Feifei were to wear a short skirt and no socks, that would be insanely attractive!

Of course, the woman in question did not know that Luo Ziling's thoughts were currently akin to that of a hormone-addled teenage boy. She had a special purpose in mind, and did not hesitate to put on a different persona when interacting with him. In her heart, she was thinking about what she could do to change his impression of her.

Luo Ziling's reaction today was quite satisfactory to her. The change in her words and behavior had successfully changed his attitude, so she patted herself on the back for a job well done.

However, after taking a stroll in the garden, she didn't know what to say. After all, she had always been quiet; talking as much as she had just now was already a rare occurrence.

Even after racking her brain for conversational topics, she still couldn't think of anything to say.

Therefore, the two of them left the small bridge over the pond and entered another part of the garden.

In the end, it was Luo Ziling who felt a little awkward and asked, "How is your physical condition now?"

"I usually feel fine," Ouyang Feifei heaved a sigh of relief, "In the letter, your grandfather said that I haven't fully recovered from my illness. He said he wants you to give me a good diagnosis and find a way to completely eradicate it!"

After saying these words, Ouyang Feifei turned her head to look at Luo Ziling, wanting to see how he would react.

He felt rather embarrassed upon hearing her words. He asked in a low voice, "Why don't I give you a diagnosis later?"

"How about now?"

"That's fine too!" He nodded. "Then let's go inside!"

Ouyang Feifei saw that Luo Ziling was carrying a bag on his shoulder and knew that it was likely containing his medical equipment.

"Why don't we go to the pavilion over there?" Ouyang Feifei pointed to a pavilion not far away. "Traditional medicine places an emphasis on looking, smelling, asking, and cutting. Surely you can do all this in the pavillion?"

"Alright," he agreed. He probably didn't need to check her private parts, anyway.

And so, the two of them walked into the pavilion together and sat down opposite each other.

Ouyang Feifei stretched out her arm. The man wasted no time in taking her wrist and measuring her pulse.

Her hands were slender and fair, and Luo Ziling could not find any words to describe just how beautiful they were. In any case, he felt that any man who saw these hands would want to hold and caress them.

Afraid that Ouyang Feifei would see through his thoughts, Luo Ziling did not dare stare at them or touch them inappropriately. To distract himself, he slipped into his 'professional doctor' mode.

Ouyang Feifei looked curiously at how he took her pulse. She also found that his hands were very good-looking, slender and delicate. They were very suitable for playing the piano.

She did not know why, but when Luo Ziling grabbed her arm, she actually did not feel that it was inappropriate, nor did she feel disgusted even though she had never been touched by a man before.

Luo Ziling carefully checked her pulse. After a little while, he asked her about more details about her illness. Then, he checked her skin color and other physical conditions, before asking about how her medical examinations in recent years had gone.

Ouyang Feifei had expected him to ask about this, so she told him everything. She also asked her assistant, Wang Qing, who was waiting outside the courtyard, to bring her some of her medical records.

When everything was said and done, Luo Ziling already had a preliminary treatment plan.