“Another forced kiss! How can this woman be like this!” Jiang Fei thought bitterly as Lin Moli finally released him after what felt like an eternity.
He had just been feeling proud of Chen Zhihong’s courage to apologize, but then Lin Moli, out of nowhere, had launched another sneak attack on him!
And this time, it was in front of everyone—hospital staff and patients alike. Even though most people’s attention had been on Chen Zhihong, there was no way their little moment had gone unnoticed.
After the kiss, Lin Moli didn’t even blush. She just kept smiling at him, her eyes still burning with that same fiery intensity, like some ancient playboy who had just flirted with a virtuous woman on the street and was now laughing about it.
“Why did you do that?” Jiang Fei asked, trying to subtly adjust the growing “umbrella” in his pants. He felt both embarrassed and wronged.
“Oh, nothing. Just wanted to reward you. You handled that situation perfectly and saved the hospital from a huge crisis,” Lin Moli replied, though even she knew her excuse was flimsy at best.
What kind of reward is a kiss? Clearly, she just couldn’t control her impulses!
After saying that, Lin Moli didn’t linger. She left Jiang Fei standing there, looking aggrieved, and went off to handle the aftermath of the incident.
Though the kiss had been brief, a few people had definitely seen it. Some of the hospital’s nurses, for instance, had also been captivated by Jiang Fei’s heroic demeanor. Even Chen Zhihong’s heartfelt apology hadn’t fully distracted them from their secret admiration for Jiang Fei.
Of course, these nurses weren’t as bold as Lin Moli. They couldn’t just walk up and kiss him like she had. So, they could only watch from the sidelines, swallowing their envy.
“So, they really are involved! There’s no way we can compete with Lin Moli for Dr. Jiang’s attention,” the nurses thought, their hearts filled with a mix of jealousy and resignation.
As Lin Moli went off to handle the hospital’s PR and figure out how to spin this incident into positive publicity for Jiang’s Clinic, Jiang Fei decided to make a quick exit. The way the nurses were looking at him made him uncomfortable.
Women are scarier than tigers!
While he could grudgingly tolerate Lin Moli’s forceful kisses, he wasn’t about to let the nurses have their way with him. Not that they weren’t attractive—they were all quite beautiful—but Jiang Fei wasn’t some kind of playboy. Even if he were tempted, he would never act on it with his own employees.
Back in his office, Qiao Yiyi was waiting for him. She wasn’t reading the newspaper this time. Instead, she stood up as soon as he walked in, her eyes sparkling as she gave him a thumbs-up. “Jiang Fei, you’re such a good person!”
“You saw what happened earlier?” Jiang Fei asked, scratching his nose with a wry smile.
Qiao Yiyi nodded. “I got curious when I heard the commotion outside, so I sneaked out to take a look.”
“Alright,” Jiang Fei said as he sat down. “But don’t call me a good person. Just say I’m a good doctor.”
Qiao Yiyi tilted her head, curious. “Why not?”
Jiang Fei smirked. “Haven’t you heard of the ‘good person card’? When women want to reject someone nicely, they say, ‘You’re a good person.’ So, it’s not really a compliment—it’s more like a polite way of saying no.”
Qiao Yiyi rolled her eyes and pouted. “You’re not pursuing me, so why would I give you a ‘good person card’?”
Without thinking, Jiang Fei blurted out, “Who wouldn’t want to pursue a beauty like you? Even if they don’t say it out loud, they’re definitely thinking it.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. That had come out way too flirtatious. He didn’t want Qiao Yiyi to misunderstand and think he was hitting on her.
But to his surprise, Qiao Yiyi didn’t seem upset or embarrassed. Instead, her long eyelashes fluttered as she smiled, her eyes curving like crescent moons. “How about this? If you agree to be the guest performer at my concert, I won’t give you a ‘good person card.’”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I’m sincerely inviting you to be a guest at my concert!”
“No, I mean, what do you mean by not giving me a ‘good person card’?”
“Ugh, you’re such a jerk!”
“…”
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Over the next few days, Jiang Fei’s schedule became even busier. In addition to treating Qiao Yiyi’s throat and Old Master Ye Zhennan’s legs, he now had another patient: an elderly man named Jibunipo.
As Jiang Fei had guessed, the old man and his two sons, Zhaxi Dunzhu and Zhaxi Sangzhu, were Tibetans from the Qiangtang Grassland, a high-altitude plateau known for its stunning landscapes and nomadic lifestyle. They raised yaks and sheep, and if not for the old man’s illness, they would never have left their homeland.
Jiang Fei had always wanted to visit Qiangtang Grassland. It was one of China’s five major grasslands, nestled between the Kunlun, Tanggula, and Gangdise mountain ranges. The area was famous for its vast plains, deserts, mountains, and lakes.
As Jiang Fei removed the silver needles from the old man’s abdomen, he asked Sangzhu to help his father get dressed. “Old Sir, your homeland must be incredibly beautiful, right?”
“Yes, it’s breathtaking!” the old man replied, his face lighting up with pride. “There are herds of yaks and sheep, and tents scattered across the grassland like pearls. The sky is endless, and the scenery is vast and majestic. There are also many ancient ruins in Qiangtang…”
The old man’s complexion had improved significantly since his first visit. He no longer looked pale and lifeless; instead, there was a healthy glow to his cheeks, and his energy had returned.
“Dr. Jiang, if you ever have the time, you should visit our grassland!” the old man invited warmly.
“I’d love to,” Jiang Fei replied with a smile. He wasn’t just being polite—he genuinely wanted to experience the beauty of the grassland someday, galloping on horseback under the endless blue sky, listening to the clear, melodious songs of the locals.
“By the way, Old Sir, do people in your area raise eagles?” Jiang Fei asked suddenly. He had always wanted to own an eagle, but he hadn’t been able to find one in Jincheng.
The old man hadn’t even answered yet when Sangzhu, who had a naturally kind and honest face when he wasn’t angry, chimed in. “Dr. Jiang, do you want to raise an eagle?”
Jiang Fei nodded. “Yes, I’ve wanted one for a long time, but I’ve never been able to find one.”
“That’s easy! If you want, I’ll call my brother and have him get you a good eagle. Do you want an adult eagle or a fledgling?” Sangzhu said with a grin.
His brother, Dunzhu, had returned to the grassland to take care of some business, leaving Sangzhu in Jincheng to look after their father.
Jiang Fei was pleasantly surprised. He had only asked out of curiosity, but it seemed the brothers could actually help him get an eagle!
“You can even catch fledglings? Aren’t eagle nests usually on cliffs? That must be difficult,” Jiang Fei said, impressed.
Sangzhu scratched his head and chuckled. “For most people, it’s hard to find and reach an eagle’s nest. But my brother and I grew up doing this. It’s second nature to us.”
Jiang Fei’s current lifestyle might seem leisurely, with his dog and occasional outdoor adventures, but compared to Sangzhu and Dunzhu, he was an amateur. These two were true experts when it came to handling animals.
Of course, in terms of animal training, no one could surpass Jiang Fei, a level-nine beast tamer.
“I’ll take an adult eagle. It should be easier to catch, and I don’t need it to be pre-trained. I’ll tame it myself,” Jiang Fei said after some thought. Taming an eagle was no easy task, but as a master beast tamer, he was confident he could handle it.
Jiang Fei was thrilled at the prospect of owning an eagle. It would make his life in Daocun even more exciting. He could take his dog, Xinba, and the eagle on hunting trips!
And then a wild thought crossed his mind: What if, in the future, he opened a system reward and got another bottle of Beast Evolution Potion? If he gave it to the eagle, would it evolve into something like the giant eagle from The Legend of the Condor Heroes, capable of carrying a person on its back?
If that happened, he’d be living the ultimate fantasy—a true ancient warrior, soaring through the skies!
Just the thought of it was enough to make him giddy with excitement.
Sangzhu nodded confidently. “Don’t worry, Dr. Jiang. When my brother comes back to Jincheng, I’ll make sure he brings you a fine eagle!”
