The Young Urban Doctor Novel - Chapter 194:
Chapter 194: Chapter 194 You Treat Me to a Meal
Translator: 549690339
On the way to take Luo Ziling back to school, Lin Lan remained silent throughout the journey.
Luo Ziling tried to speak with her a few times, but upon seeing her indifferent expression and focus on driving, he ultimately chose to hold his tongue.
After driving into the school, the car stopped again in that secluded spot.
However, Luo Ziling didn’t immediately get out of the car, but instead turned to look at Lin Lan.
“If you keep treating me so coldly, even if you come to pick me up, I won’t go,” Luo Ziling said, slightly annoyed, before opening the car door and stepping out. When he did, he closed the car door with a heavy thud.
Watching Luo Ziling’s departing figure, Lin Lan couldn’t help but zone out, her gaze a bit bewildered.
By the time Luo Ziling returned to school, it was already four in the afternoon.
Feeling quite sleepy, he saw that the other three guys from his dormitory hadn’t returned from military training, so he lay down on his bed to take a nap.
Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he heard the ring of a cellphone and immediately opened his eyes.
It was actually a call from Yang Qingyin, and Luo Ziling answered right away.
“Junior brother, what are you busy with? You didn’t reply to my messages,” Yang Qingyin’s soft voice came through the phone as soon as the call connected.
“I just got back from treating someone, very tired, and fell asleep as soon as I lay down,” Luo Ziling replied honestly.
“I guessed you didn’t go to military training.”
“How did you know?”
“Senior sister here has magical powers,” Yang Qingyin said, and then giggled.
“Turns out you’re ‘Yang the Clairvoyant,’ my apologies, my apologies,” Luo Ziling also chuckled, “Can I get you to divine my fortune then?”
“What do you want to know?” Yang Qingyin seriously asked, “Love life or financial fortune? Different services come with different fees.”
“You charge for it?”
“Of course, I charge because you’re a rich tycoon.”
“I’m a poor student, okay?” Luo Ziling quickly protested.
“Yeah right, someone wearing a Vacheron Constantin watch is a poor student?”
“I won’t wear it anymore,” Luo Ziling chuckled and then asked Yang Qingyin, “Senior sister, weren’t you in class this afternoon?”
“If I don’t like a class, I don’t attend. Just now, when I walked past the drill ground, I didn’t see you there for military training, so I guessed you must have taken a leave of absence again.”
“Oh I see,” Luo Ziling suddenly realized, then said in surprise, “You actually walked past the military training ground?”
Luo Ziling couldn’t imagine the sensation Yang Qingyin walking past their training ground would cause.
The three guys from his dormitory, he didn’t know how excited they would have been.
Of course, Luo Ziling wasn’t wrong, Yang Qingyin did indeed cause a huge sensation today when she deliberately walked past the military training ground.
As the most popular beauty at Yan University, she always attracted a lot of attention. Wherever she went, all the male students would watch her, and most female students would envy, admire, or resent her. The curiosity of the freshmen about the campus beauty was even greater, so when Yang Qingyin, with her elegant stride, passed through the training field, everyone greeted her with their eyes, and the training ranks turned into complete disarray.
“Is there anywhere in the school I can’t go?” Yang Qingyin asked with a laugh, “Can I not pass by where you guys train?”
“Of course, you can,” Luo Ziling laughed in response, then asked, “Senior sister, what message did you send me just now? I didn’t get a chance to look.”
“Then you should read the message first,” Yang Qingyin said as she was about to hang up.
“Isn’t it the same if you just tell me over the phone?”
“It’s different. Read it for yourself,” Yang Qingyin said, and then she hung up.
Luo Ziling hurriedly opened WeChat and saw there were quite a few unread messages, but he didn’t look at the messages from others and directly found the ones from Yang Qingyin.
“Junior, skipping military training again?”
“What are you busy with? Went to diagnose someone again?”
“How about you treat me to dinner tonight? I want to eat Quanjude roast duck.”
After reading these three messages from Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but grin.
“Sure, I want to eat roast duck too. Shall we go now?” Luo Ziling replied with a message.
“I’m hungry. I want to eat a double portion,” Yang Qingyin quickly replied.
“What’s the secret code for our meet-up today?”
Upon reading Luo Ziling’s message, the giggling Yang Qingyin immediately responded with a message, “You tell me.”
“You say ‘Qingyin,’ and I’ll say ‘sings softly,’” Luo Ziling’s message was followed by several mischievous smiling emoticons.
In reply, Yang Qingyin sent back a few rolling-eyes emoticons.
In the end, they agreed to meet around five o’clock near the side gate of the university.
The military training usually finished around four-thirty in the afternoon. Checking the time, and it was already four-twenty, Luo Ziling poked his head out and looked out the window but didn’t see the students who had attended the military training heading towards the dormitory.
He quickly changed his clothes, spruced himself up in the mirror, and then dashed out the door.
As he ran toward the university gate, he could already see his classmates in military uniforms heading towards the dormitories.
After a sigh of relief, Luo Ziling didn’t immediately go to the agreed spot but strolled around the supermarket outside the university for a while. He didn’t head over until around four-fifty.
When he arrived at the agreed meeting spot, he saw Yang Qingyin, who was wearing glasses and a hat, walking over.
“Junior,” Yang Qingyin greeted him first as she saw Luo Ziling, “You got here early, didn’t you?”
“Why didn’t you use the secret code?” Luo Ziling asked with a smile as he approached Yang Qingyin, jokingly saying, “Didn’t we agree on a passcode?”
“I’ve already recognized the person; why bother with a code?” Yang Qingyin took off her glasses, smiled at Luo Ziling, and then called out, “Let’s hurry, I’m really hungry. My appetite has improved a lot these last few days.”
“All thanks to me.” Luo Ziling chuckled and took Yang Qingyin’s hand.
“What if I get fat?” Yang Qingyin didn’t break free, put her glasses back on, let Luo Ziling hold her hand, and said with a coquettish tone.
“You definitely won’t turn into a big fat girl. I think you’ll just gain the most suitable weight and then not get any heavier.” After giving Yang Qingyin a once-over, Luo Ziling asked in a low voice, “By the way, how much do you weigh right now?”
“Asking a girl’s weight is impolite, you know.”
“Really? There’s a taboo like that?” Luo Ziling exclaimed in surprise, looked Yang Qingyin up and down again, and then grinned, “You don’t have to tell me; I already have a rough idea of your weight. My hands are pretty accurate, once they’ve held something, I can roughly tell how heavy it is.”
On hearing Luo Ziling say this, Yang Qingyin immediately got annoyed: “Keep talking nonsense, and I’ll stop talking to you.”
As she spoke, she broke free from Luo Ziling’s hand and walked away in a huff, ignoring him.
