Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 294 Turns Out You’re Too Confident in Me

"Thud!"

Zhong Yuanliang suddenly knelt on the ground, the veins on his forehead bulging, and his once fairly handsome face instantly twisted.

"Master... uncle, spare... my life." Zhong Yuanliang knelt on the ground and struggled to utter a few words, then could no longer make a sound. The pain made him wish for death, as if he would die the next second.

Qin Han, however, looked at Zhong Yuanliang and smiled, saying, "How does it feel?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much." Zhong Yuanliang looked at Qin Han and said with difficulty.

In just a moment, Zhong Yuanliang’s face had contorted fiercely, and large beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead.

"It’s good that you know pain. Before you fully comprehend the sixth form of the Chaos Six Extremes, you will endure this pain for an hour every day," he said.

"Although your talent is decent, your willpower is not strong enough. Without it, you’ll struggle to achieve greatness in martial arts. Use this as an opportunity to strengthen your will," Qin Han said indifferently as he looked at Zhong Yuanliang.

Having said that, he then turned and entered the inner chamber to prepare medicine, leaving Zhong Yuanliang in the corner, in agony but silent, enduring the pain stoically.

It’s well known that Qin Han is an expert in human anatomy; his methods for tormenting people are myriad. The punishment he meted out to Zhong Yuanliang, though not injurious, was extremely unpleasant and left a vivid impression.

As he lay in the inner chamber, Qin Han wondered if his actions were cruel. Initially, he had found it hard to bear.

But simply beating was not a solution; once the skin was bruised and the flesh turned to a pulp, further beating would be futile.

Zhong Yuanliang was a naturally lazy person. Qin Han could not rely solely on his former subordinates for his future plans, especially since it was still unknown who had ambushed him.

Moreover, it couldn’t be that without finding the culprit he would merely wait, right?

So, the few people by his side now became his critical support in times of need. Zhong Yuanliang did have a natural aptitude for understanding martial arts, but he was still lacking in martial techniques.

That was why Zhong Yuanliang, a martial arts peak contender, only managed a draw against No.3, who was merely a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and without resorting to a mutually harmful fighting style, was unable to defeat No.3.

Severe illnesses require strong medicine. Raised as the prized child of the Zhong family, indulging him further was out of the question. Even aside from whether he could assist Qin Han in the future, the issue of face alone was something Qin Han could not accept.

After all, Zhong Yuanliang was now technically his disciple.

"Why does Doctor Qin have to treat Zhong Yuanliang like this?" Ji Chu Fei asked Zhang Yalin, unable to bear watching Zhong Yuanliang’s suffering.

Zhang Yalin also felt deep pity for Zhong Yuanliang, but she understood her man’s character. If Qin Han did not do this, Zhong Yuanliang truly would not progress.

That was why she did not intervene when Qin Han was disciplining Zhong Yuanliang earlier.

After all, the Zhong family was a martial arts family. If Zhong Yuanliang could not surpass the elders in martial prowess, it would be impossible for him to take over the Zhong family.

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During our lifetime, everyone carries their own set of worries. Some may not worry about food and clothing, but their concerns are often greater.

Zhong Yuanliang did not know how he had survived that hour until Zhang Yalin came with a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead; only then did he realize he was still alive.

Soaked as though he had been pulled out of water, Zhong Yuanliang struggled to stand up. Looking at Qin Han, now reclined in the Taishi Chair, his eyes showed not only reverence but also a touch of fear.

It was only today that I learned Qin Han had never really had the heart to be cruel to me before.

Thinking of that pain, which I’ll have to endure again tomorrow, Zhong Yuanliang shuddered all over.

Just now, he even felt an urge to die, but he knew he couldn’t; the people of the Zhong family would look down on him, Qin Han would call him a coward, and most importantly, it would disappoint Zhang Yalin.

He took the water from Zhang Yalin’s hand and drank it all in one breath, exhaling a long sigh of relief.

"Does it hurt?" Zhang Yalin asked with concern.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuanliang forced a smile and said, "It doesn’t hurt."

After drinking another cup of water, Zhong Yuanliang returned to his corner and began to cultivate the sixth form of the Chaos Six Extremes with every second he could spare, although haste makes waste, Qin Han showed no intention of stopping him.

Qin Han just looked at Zhong Yuanliang indifferently, although the methods used on Zhong Yuanliang today have been harsh, they were not unfeeling; those few strikes were more about letting Zhong Yuanliang experience pain and his own comprehension of the Chaos Six Extremes.

Zhong Yuanliang also realized that the sixth form, which usually felt obscure and difficult to understand, seemed much clearer today.

This made our young master Zhong feel a bit of joy, thinking his talent was exceptionally high today.

But soon, Zhong Yuanliang understood what was happening because he felt a strong martial intent within himself.

Glancing at Qin Han, who was pretending to doze off, Zhong Yuanliang felt a flood of gratitude, knowing that his uncle was merely being tough for his own good but still cared for him deep down.

Ji Chufei found her first afternoon at the clinic a bit boring, as there were no patients all afternoon, and she felt too embarrassed to strike up a conversation with Qin Han, casually chatting with Zhang Yalin instead.

The afternoon passed quickly, and as dusk approached, Qin Han got up to leave.

"Where is Doctor Qin going?" Ji Chufei inquired.

"Every day at this time, as long as there are no patients in the clinic, he goes to pick up Sister Yuwei and Diu Diu," Zhang Yalin said indifferently.

Suddenly, Ji Chufei felt a surge of jealousy towards Song Yuwei; Qin Han was almost the epitome of a good man.

As soon as he got into the car, Qin Han complained, "Why did you agree to let Ji Chufei stay at the clinic?"

Looking at Qin Han, Song Yuwei replied teasingly, "Don’t you want her to? Then why did you have Yalin call me?"

"That girl did it on her own. She never asked for my consent. She even said if there were any objections, I should call you," Qin Han said, rolling his eyes with annoyance.

"So that’s how it is," Song Yuwei said with a laugh, and then with a hint of teasing in her gaze, she asked, "Husband, don’t you want Ji Chufei staying at the clinic? She’s quite a beauty, you know!"

Glancing at Song Yuwei, Qin Han replied helplessly, "You know me better than that."

"You, you always kick up dust over nothing. I’m just joking!" Song Yuwei retorted, giving Qin Han a look.

"And what do I know about you?" Song Yuwei added.

At that, Qin Han suddenly brought his face close to Song Yuwei’s and asked, "What am I like?" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Touching Qin Han’s face gently, Song Yuwei giggled and said, "A greasy uncle that no one wants!"

"Oh really, you’re too confident in me!" Qin Han retorted as he embraced Song Yuwei, and in the next moment, their eyes locked.

Song Yuwei gently closed her eyes, and if Qin Han didn’t understand what that meant, he really would be a fool.