Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 72 - s, One Night 7 Times Lang

Chapter 72: 72 Chapters, One Night 7 Times Lang

Xu Wendong instinctively swallowed hard. He knew what Huang Ruirui meant. It was the dream of many men, a threesome, also known as a 3P!

Although he wanted to try it, Lin Yiren was his sister-in-law, and he absolutely couldn’t do anything to betray his cousin.

Thinking of this, he gently said, "Sister Ruirui, being with you is already a great fortune for me. When I’m with you, I don’t want to be influenced by others."

Huang Ruirui’s heart bloomed with joy, "This little mouth is too sweet, come, kiss me."

Xu Wendong leaned down, entangling for a moment. Suddenly, Huang Ruirui pushed him away, a trace of astonishment in her eyes, "It hasn’t even been ten minutes, how are you still so energetic?"

They were tightly connected, she could feel the change in Xu Wendong.

Xu Wendong felt a bit embarrassed, "You don’t like my energy?"

"I love it, absolutely love it!"

And so, Xu Wendong embarked on the most indulgent night of his life, even though his body was full of wounds, even though sometimes they would aggravate his injuries.

However, he benefited from it, and the injuries from the rubber truncheon were healed by the True Qi, although some whip marks had not faded.

That night, Huang Ruirui also discovered Xu Wendong’s terrifying side.

She affectionately named Xu Wendong: One-Night Seven Times Man.

The next day.

When Xu Wendong awoke groggily, screams reached his ears.

Xu Wendong instinctively sat up, looking concernedly at the blush-faced Huang Ruirui, "What’s wrong, sis?"

Huang Ruirui looked at Xu Wendong in shock, her eyes filled with amazement, "How did your injuries heal so quickly?"

Last night she saw Xu Wendong’s injuries, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say his skin was mangled, yet she didn’t expect just one night would allow his injuries to fully heal.

Now only faint traces remained, invisible to the casual observer.

Xu Wendong immediately got up and went to the bathroom, seeing the whip marks had disappeared, a radiant smile spread across his face, "It should be related to the herbal medicine I took last night."

Huang Ruirui marveled, "That’s incredible!"

"Indeed, it’s miraculous." Xu Wendong was also amazed at the effect of the Regeneration Pill. He had only used the elixir materials to brew a decoction, taking it internally and applying it externally had such results, what if he refined the Regeneration Pill into an elixir, how astonishing would that be?

"Baby, was that kind of material expensive?" Huang Ruirui asked, "I mean, the decoction you brewed was so effective, could it be mass-produced and sold?"

"I’m telling you, sis is in the cosmetics field, if this medicine is mass-produced and hits the market, it will be a huge success, even earning a fortune."

Xu Wendong, while brushing his teeth, said, "If there’s really a market, I could give it a try. But the cost isn’t cheap, the cost of those herbs last night was over six hundred."

"Not expensive, not expensive at all." Huang Ruirui laughed, "In the beauty field, products capable of removing scars are pricey, starting from a thousand and often over ten thousand, the important thing is, they aren’t as effective as yours from last night."

"Let’s do it this way, you provide the prescription and technology, the rest leave to me, once we earn money, we’ll split it equally."

"Can we really make money?" Xu Wendong was skeptical, the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand documented many strange elixir prescriptions, the Regeneration Pill was the simplest.

Huang Ruirui: "We can definitely make money!"

"Alright." Xu Wendong agreed readily, he knew, for a cultivator to quickly rise, money, partners, methods, and territory were indispensable.

Only great wealth could bring rapid strength, and enable him to storm into Jingdu to avenge his father.

After washing up, the two went downstairs, outside it drizzled with a fine rain.

Huang Ruirui, driving a Porsche Cayenne, took Xu Wendong for breakfast and then to the mobile company to replace a bank card before taking him to the hospital and driving off.

Xu Wendong arrived at Ding Yao’s office, greeted with a passionate kiss, donned lab coats, and proceeded to the clinic building to start the day’s work.

In fact, the work in traditional Chinese medicine was relatively relaxed, after all, there was only one consulting room, but because Chen Zhiyuan was severely injured by King Kong and on sick leave, Ding Yao had to be forced to cover the clinic.

Fortunately, with Xu Wendong’s company, she did not feel as bored.

Near lunchtime.

A patient came for consultation.

"Wang Chong?"

Seeing his high school best friend, Xu Wendong’s eyes were filled with surprise. The two were high school best friends, almost inseparable, as close as wearing the same pair of pants.

Wang Chong had got into the provincial sports school with excellent grades and dreamed of becoming a long-distance runner. However, after going to college, they contacted less, although Xu Wendong called, Wang Chong had changed his phone number, leaving him unreachable.

Now seeing his friend in the hospital, he felt genuinely happy.

"Holy crap!" Wang Chong started with an expletive, looking at Xu Wendong in shock, "Weren’t you studying at the Provincial Medical College? How are you working here?"

"You two chat, I’m going out for some fresh air." Ding Yao got up and left, avoiding being a third wheel and interfering with their catch-up.

Xu Wendong smiled wryly, "My story is hard to explain."

"Then long story short." Wang Chong hobbled to a chair.

Xu Wendong summed up why he came to work at the hospital.

Wang Chong understood, smiling, "That’s not bad, even if you don’t finish four years of college, you’ve snagged an intern spot. As long as you get along with your department head, you’ll keep this iron rice bowl."

Xu Wendong changed the topic, "Enough about me, what’s with your leg? Why did you disappear after high school graduation?"

Wang Chong forced a smile, "After the college entrance examination, I had a car accident. Although they saved my leg, it couldn’t be restored to its former state."

"So, you just cut off all contact with everyone? Didn’t want others to see your current situation?" Xu Wendong’s face was heavy, he knew Wang Chong was a proud man, dreaming of becoming a long-distance runner, but faced with a life-changing accident at the most beautiful age, turning into a cripple, his mindset would surely change drastically.

Wang Chong gave a bitter smile, "Am I supposed to tell all my classmates I got in a car accident and became a cripple, and let those who never liked me laugh at me?"

Xu Wendong got agitated, "Maybe some would laugh, but would I? Why did you change numbers without telling me?"

"Alright, alright, enough about that. Let me check your injury." Saying this, he crouched, rolling up Wang Chong’s right pant leg.

He placed a hand on Wang Chong’s right ankle, starting to feel the bone.

The next second, his expression changed drastically, looking at Wang Chong angrily, "Your leg bone is completely intact, you never even had a car accident, why did you lie to me?"