The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 421: Don’t Go There No Matter What

Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Don’t Go There No Matter What

Boom!

The ground exploded in an instant, and a surging mass of sand and stones erupted from the earth, blasting the ten Tibetan Mastiffs away.

"Owoo—" The ten Tibetan Mastiffs let out a reluctant howl but did not dare to continue forward.

"Not bad." Yang Yu was satisfied with both the Tibetan Mastiffs and Meng Tie’s performance. "Though the Tibetan Mastiffs have taken drugs and their combat strength has significantly improved, their bodies are still too fragile... Ah, got it, let’s make a hundred sets of armor for them!"

Everyone: "..."

Even though Yang Yu did not spell it out, everyone could tell from his recent actions that he was preparing for a tough fight.

Yang Yu had prepared custom bulletproof armor not only for each person but also a hundred sets of armor for the one hundred Tibetan Mastiffs, even covering their heads completely, leaving only their noses, eyes, and ears exposed.

It must be said that Yang Yu was seriously gearing up for trouble.

Luckily, because Sun Yurou’s whole family was helping with refining medicine, Yang Yu was spared the trouble of doing that himself, or else it would have exhausted him to death.

Even so, days of continuous forging had left Yang Yu physically and mentally exhausted. After repairing Shen Sinning’s Mechanical Armor, he collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep on the spot.

Seeing Yang Yu like this, Xia Yu couldn’t help but feel an inexplicable sense of pity: "Everyone says this man has shit luck, climbing up the ranks by catching Shen Silin’s coat-tails. But who knows how much he has actually done for Shen Silin."

"Don’t feel sorry for a man, or you’ll meet with misfortune," Yang Rui hummed, "especially a heartbreaker like him."

"Heartbreaker? Not so much," Xia Yu laughed. "If he really were a heartbreaker, you definitely wouldn’t have escaped his clutches."

"Pfft, if this guy wasn’t so despicable and shameless, drugging me, do you think I would willingly hang out with him?" Yang Rui said with a look of disdain. "I really want to hang him up and whip him until he gives up the antidote, so I don’t have to live in fear every day, worried about dying from the poison."

"You," Xia Yu said with a knowing smile, "why do I get the feeling that you actually quite enjoy your current life? You get to sleep in as late as you want and just do a bit of work occasionally. Life seems pretty carefree to say the least."

"That’s the treatment for special talents," Yang Rui declared confidently. "If you had my skills, you could have the same. Too bad, you, ’Lady Zhuge,’ are just destined to toil away."

Yang Rui yawned and stretched, "I’m sleepy. I’m going back to sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Rui vanished, leaving only Xia Yu beside Yang Yu.

Noticing some sweat on Yang Yu’s forehead, Xia Yu carefully wiped it away for him.

Looking at the sleeping Yang Yu, Xia Yu said with a smile, "Yang Yu, I’m going to rest too. I hope you won’t be so busy all the time in the future and can find some time to play chess with me."

After these words, Xia Yu also left Yang Yu’s house.

Just as she stepped out the front door, Yang Rui reappeared like a ghost: "I thought you’d sneak him a kiss. I didn’t expect you to be so timid. There’s no one around, and you still didn’t dare to make a move. What a waste of my effort, especially since I took the trouble to stand guard at the door for you."

"Sometimes, it’s better to keep a friendship pure," Xia Yu laughed. "If we were to take that step, it would be difficult to continue to interact as casually as we do now."

After saying this, Xia Yu walked away, leaving the Tianhai Garden.

"Psh, you might understand other things, but you definitely don’t get this," Yang Rui snorted. "The most solid friendship between a man and a woman isn’t pure friendship, it’s pure ’comradeship’. Simply put, it means having slept together."

Yang Rui spoke with great conviction, "If you haven’t slept with him, Shen Silin will probably worry that your heart isn’t with them. On the contrary, if your ’comradeship’ with him is confirmed, Shen Silin will definitely turn a blind eye, pretend not to know, but she won’t suspect you of having ulterior motives anymore."

Xia Yu glanced at Yang Rui and said irritably, "You talk as if you know it all, have you tried it?"

"No," Yang Rui spread her hands, "I learned this from books!"

Xia Yu: "......"

The day before Zhou Haoqiang’s wedding, Myanmar Triangle.

"Boss, can we not go to Tianhai City?" Yang Xiaoyong looked pleadingly at Yue Qiulan, "Can we not wade into these troubled waters, please?"

Yue Qiulan smiled slightly, "Ah Yong, I’m not an unreasonable person. I know Yang Yu is your childhood friend, and you both have risked your lives for each other. But, they are offering too much!"

"One billion, and in US Dollars, who could refuse such enormous wealth!"

The sorcerer Zuma also chuckled, "Don’t worry, this time we don’t have to face your brother directly; our job is to kill all his friends at the Tianhai Garden villa. This way, you wouldn’t feel any psychological burden, right? Haha!"

Yue Qiulan continued, "Zuma is right, your brother is doomed anyway, as long as he doesn’t die by your hand, you don’t need to feel guilty. After all, once he’s dead, he can’t blame you for killing his friends, right?"

Yang Xiaoyong clenched his teeth so hard they almost shattered, and it took him a while to finally say, "Boss, I’m not participating in this operation!"

"You’re not going?" Yue Qiulan paused slightly, then nodded, "Alright, if you don’t want to go, then don’t. It’s better than you getting soft-hearted and affecting our operation."

Zuma hurriedly said, "Boss, if Xiao Yong doesn’t go, what if he..."

"I believe Ah Yong wouldn’t betray me, right?" Yue Qiulan blinked as she stared at Yang Xiaoyong, whose lips were already bleeding, but he still nodded, "I would never betray the boss!"

"See, I said Xiao Yong wouldn’t betray me, didn’t I?" Yue Qiulan chuckled, and before Yang Xiaoyong could react, a dagger had already been plunged into his thigh.

"Ah—" Yang Xiaoyong screamed in agony, disbelief filling his eyes, "Boss, you!"

"Ah Yong, to be on the safe side, you should stay with the gang," Yue Qiulan said with a slight smile. "I’m taking your phone, and will have someone watch you. This way, you won’t have to worry about ’accidentally’ revealing our whereabouts, right?"

"Exactly, exactly," Zuma nodded eagerly and giggled, "Just like that."

"We’re leaving, Ah Yong." Yue Qiulan brought her face close to Yang Xiaoyong’s, gave him a light kiss on the cheek, and whispered, "I understand your feelings, and to avoid putting you in a difficult position, I can only do this. This will be the last time I treat you like this in my life, there won’t be a next time."

Yang Xiaoyong’s eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse, "Ah Lian, do you think I’m worried about Yang Yu? I’m worried about you! Why do you think those people are willing to pay us so much money if not because they too aren’t completely sure they can take on Yang Yu?"

"Ah Lian, promise me. We won’t take this money. If you want money, I can trade my life for it, please don’t go!"