"I really didn't expect that the old man would actually let me go, fifteen years, a whole fifteen years! Hahaha, damn Medicine King Mountain, I finally got away!"
A loud laughter echoed through the mountains, startling countless birds.
Lin Feng was very excited, so much so that he lost all sense of time. From a 5-year-old child to a 20-year-old handsome young man, who knows how much he suffered these years.
The eternal medical books that never ended, the skills that he could never fully learn, luckily he was extremely talented, wisdom beyond ordinary people, otherwise how could he have endured until today?
Although he had cursed the old man thousands of times, he knew in his heart that without his master, he wouldn't have the skills he has today. Maybe he would have died fifteen years ago.
He thought he would have to spend his life on Medicine King Mountain with the old man. Unexpectedly, yesterday morning the old man left him a letter, going around the world, and even left him all kinds of documents and bank cards. It needs to be said, the fake documents were so real that they could definitely fool others!
"That son of a bitch, why hasn't he come yet, how long does he expect me to wait? I sent the pigeon out last night, could it be that he didn't receive it? It's impossible, whenever he needs my help, he always sends a message by pigeon messenger more often than he texts me, why isn't it working now?" As Lin Feng squatted on the side of the road, he had a stalk of grass in his mouth and a displeased look on his face.
The bastard referred to his junior brother, Wang Dashan, a middle-aged "old driver", slimy uncle.
This man inadvertently stumbled upon the mountain five years ago. His master, respecting his sincerity, accepted him as a registered disciple, then directly threw him to Lin Feng to teach.
Lin Feng taught him for a few days, he didn't learn anything, but he taught Lin Feng many special postures, no, knowledge!
The old man feared that he would negatively influence Lin Feng, so he unceremoniously drove him off the mountain, but what about it?
The two of them maintained close contact through pigeon or hawk messengers.
Lin Feng helped him solve various medical problems, and he imparted various "knowledge" to Lin Feng from the outside world. For the past five years, they haven't stopped.
Lin Feng took off his canvas bag and was about to release another pigeon, when suddenly there was a sound of urgent braking in the distance.
Looking towards the sound, Lin Feng saw a red Ferrari parked on the side of the road not far away. A long-legged beauty stepped out of the car.
The beauty stood at least 5'7" tall, with a fair melon seed face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a pair of black crystal-studded sunglasses perched on her prominent nose bridge – this year's latest GUCCI model.
Her top was a white Dior T-shirt, with two diamond-studded buttons adorning the V-neckline, highlighting her impressive cleavage – at least a D-cup!
She wore a tight black miniskirt, her long legs wrapped in black silk stockings, amplified by her pair of Gucci heels – also this year's latest.
If you'd describe her in two words – so provocative! Oh wait, correction, perfect!
“Woman! A real, live woman! I finally see a woman again! Calm down, I need to stay cool, to be aloof, to be dignified!” – this was Lin Feng's inner outcry.
The beauty pulled out a passport-sized photo from her limited-edition Hermès bag, glanced at the photo, then at Lin Feng, and then back at the photo again.
After doing this over ten times, she asked quizzically, “You... You're Lin Feng?”
“That's right. I'm indeed Lin Feng, 20 this year, Cancer, single. My favourite food includes bear paw, snake soup, and roast wolf leg. I love reading, hunting and help treating small animals. Since you have my photo, you must be one of my admirers - and that's quite normal. After all, it’s hard to keep count of how many fans like you I have considering how handsome I am. In a good mood today, I'll give you a chance. So, how about a date?”
Lin Feng rated his performance 99 out of 100 – deducting one point for fear of being too conceited.
He struck an incredibly flirtatious pose, holding an unfortunate pigeon, and gently brought it to his lips, as if it were a glass of red wine waiting to be savoured.
Such a graceful action, showcasing Lin Feng's gentlemanly demeanor.
Perfect in every way!
Han Lulu was completely baffled and didn't come to her senses for a quite some time.
She stared blankly at Lin Feng for several seconds, then mechanically pulled out her cellphone and dialed a number.
“Uncle, I've been driving up and down the mountain so many times, but I still haven't found him... yes, I'm exhausted! This place is so remote, I'm a bit scared... You'll come to pick me up personally? That's great! Okay, bye now.” After hanging up, Han Lulu took a deep breath, forced a thin smile at Lin Feng, and said, “I’m sorry, I misspoke. I’m actually looking for Lin Hun, not Lin Feng, so... carry on with what you were doing. Don’t bother me, um..... I'm not interested in a date.”
Han Lulu was about to stash the photo into her bag, when Lin Feng suddenly lunged forward, snatching it from her hand. Having glanced over the photo once, he became visibly disturbed.
"Are you mental or something?! Why are you stealing my stuff? Give me back the photo!" Han Lulu exclaimed, flustering to retrieve the photo. However, Lin Feng swirled adroitly, easily avoiding her.
"If you're not looking for me, then why on earth do you have my photo? Look at it! Am I not identical to the person in this photo?"
"It's a mere coincidence. I've told you, I'm looking for Lin Hun, not you."
"Lin Hun my foot! This photo was ripped from my medical license, you can even see the seal! Are you, a perverted scoundrel... Ahem, is Wang Dashan your uncle or something? Tell him to come and meet me! I've tolerated and waited for him to come to greet me, yet he sends a green, uppity brat to fool me, I'm utterly fed up! Five years and he seems to have forgotten my temper. I'll make sure he remembers when I see him today, hmm!"