The Young Urban Doctor

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

While Ling Ruonan was in a dilemma, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin were still leisurely sitting back-to-back on the chairs in the Old Summer Palace, eating and chatting.

“Have you recovered some strength?” Luo Ziling asked. Yang Qingyin’s soft back was leaning against his body. Luo Ziling felt that this was very comfortable. He really wanted to continue sitting and chatting like this,

but seeing that the sky had darkened and it was getting late, they couldn’t.

Yang Qingyin, who was comfortably relaxing her body and putting all her weight on Luo Ziling’s back, still had not fully recovered her strength.

On the contrary, she really didn’t want to move.

However, she also realized that it was getting late and there was a chill in the air. In a little while, the park would close, so it was impossible for her to continue sitting like this. Therefore, after hearing Luo Ziling’s

question, she immediately agreed, “I’m feeling better. Let’s leave now before we get locked inside.”

Although she said that, her body didn’t move at all. She still leaned against his back.

After a while, she managed to slowly gather her strength and sat up straight.

Luo ziling also stood up and quickly cleaned up some of the trash after eating. After throwing it into the nearby trash can, he called for Yang Qingyin to get up.

Yang Qingyin picked up the bag in front of her, smiled at Luo Ziling, and stood up.

She didn’t know whether it was because she had been sitting for too long or whether it was for some other reason, but when she stood up, her legs suddenly went soft. With a soft scream, she fell over.

Afraid that Yang Qingyin would fall, Luo Ziling, who saw the situation, immediately reached out to support her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Her figure was slightly thin and very slim.

When he wrapped his arms around Yang Qingyin’s waist, Luo Ziling suddenly thought of a verse from a poem. “A slim waist is light in one’s palm.”

“You’re way too thin.” Though Luo Ziling did not have any lewd thoughts when he held her waist, he could not help but tease her. “Beauty is like a cloud in the sky, with a flying swallow in the palm. Don’t demand too

much of a slim waist. Health should be your first priority.”

As he held her, Yang Qingyin could only feel her body trembling. Her strength seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden. She naturally leaned into his arms, but caught herself and struggled out.

After getting up from Luo Ziling’s arms with a red face, Yang Qingyin looked at her Luo ziling with a smile, she said unhappily, “You little…you actually used Liu Sanbian’s poem to poke fun of me. I’ll have you know that

I’m naturally thin. I’m not going out of my way to diet.”

“If that’s the case, then I can only advise you to work hard to make your body healthier. I’ll even help you.” After saying this, Luo Ziling asked curiously, “You also like Liu Yong’s poems?”

“Am I not allowed to?” Yang Qingyin had already managed to compose herself. She looked at Luo _Ziling with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Did you think I can only immerse myself in Li Yian’s

sentimentalities?”

“Liu Yong’s sentimentalities are the same as Li Qingzhao’s!”

“Not quite, at least when it comes to their style of writing.” Yang Qingyin said. After a little thought, she softly recited the famous poem that Luo Ziling used to make fun of her.

It was the famous Song dynasty poet Liu Yong’s masterpiece, “Phoenix returning to the clouds.” Yang Qingyin liked it very much, and had once written a long essay about this poem. She did not expect Luo Ziling to

make fun of her with one of its verses, though.

After listening to Yang Qingyin’s emotional recital of the poem, Luo ZIling found himself rather surprised that she could remember the whole thing. “I also like this poem. It seems that our interests and hobbies are

quite similar.”

Yang Qingyin replied with a smile. However, her expression suddenly changed after she recited one of the verses in her head again, which gave rise to an uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

When she used this poem as an essay in the past, she was also sad about these few sentences. However, the sadness at that time was far less touching than now.

“I was laughing, so I tried to separate myself for a while.” That short sentence made her feel a sadness that she couldn’t express in words.

“What’s wrong?” Seeing Yang Qingyin’s sudden change in expression and her serious face, Luo Ziling was shocked and quickly asked, “Are you not feeling well?”

“No.” Yang Qingyin forced a smile and shook her head. “I was just a little dizzy from standing up too quickly just now. I’m fine now.”

“See? And you still didn’t believe me when I said that your body is too weak,” Luo Ziling teased her with a smile, feeling a little embarrassed. “Maybe you’re tired from walking too much? How about I carry you out?”

“No thank you.” Yang Qingyin shook her head with a red face. “I’m fine now, so let’s go!”

Luo Ziling didn’t force her and followed her out slowly.

The two of them talked casually as they walked.

However, Luo Ziling soon realized that Yang Qingyin was walking more and more slowly. It seemed that she had a little less physical strength than anticipated.

Seeing that Luo Ziling had been paying attention to her, Yang Qingyin smiled embarrassedly. “My feet are a little sore. Let’s walk slowly.”

“Don’t force yourself. I’ll carry you out,” Luo ziling said. Before Yang Qingyin could react, he gathered her into his arms.

Yang Qingyin didn’t expect him to suddenly attack her. She was caught off guard and screamed. Her hands immediately flew around his neck for support.

“Put me down,” she whispered with a red face.

She didn’t expect this shy guy to be so bold.

“It’s okay. I’m not tired. You’re so light, so I could carry you out with one hand.” Luo ziling didn’t put her down. The feeling of warmth in his arms was too good. It wasn’t easy for him to gather up enough courage to

carry her, so why would he put her down?

Yang Qingyin struggled twice but failed to struggle free from his grasp. She could only accept her fate.

In fact, she didn’t really resist the idea of being hugged by Luo Ziling like this..