Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Eight

About two hours had passed.

The two of them climbed out of the hot spring bath.

After changing into their clothes,

they walked out the door laughing and talking.

Long Xiaoshan drove Bai Xuehen down the mountain; the Ferrari was naturally unusable, and Zhou Yushan had already agreed to compensate Long Xiaoshan with a brand-new one. Long Xiaoshan was driving a Mercedes from the club.

The car sped down the road as night fell.

First, he dropped Bai Xuehen off at the Bai Family's old residence.

Then he drove to the Sihai Hotel to find Chun Tao; tomorrow was Monday, the start of school, and he planned to spend the night with Chun Tao before returning to his village the next day.

The car entered the city.

"Get lost, you filthy beggar," a few drunk people yelled as they kicked a person on the ground who was covered in rags.

This sort of thing happened every day.

Long Xiaoshan was not a big philanthropist who had to interfere in every trivial matter.

However, as he passed by, he let out a "huh" sound, stopped the car, and then got out.

"Stop!" he shouted.

The men, seeing Long Xiaoshan in a Mercedes, looked at each other and scattered.

Long Xiaoshan approached the rag-covered man.

"Wang Chao! You're actually not dead."

He recognized that this rag-covered man, whose body didn't have an inch of unbruised flesh, was none other than Wang Chao, the King of Underground Fist from the arena fight.

In that day's fight, he had seen with his own eyes how Wang Chao was struck by Yu Cheng's multiple palm strikes, turning him into a broken sack. Yu Cheng was a bona fide Huang Level Peak master with boundless strength; that many palm strikes could pulverize a stone.

He had thought Wang Chao was dead.

And had not followed up on what had happened to him.

Those who died in the arena were mostly abandoned.

He hadn't expected him to still be alive.

Long Xiaoshan knelt down, activated his Heavenly Eye, and examined Wang Chao's body. He couldn't help but be inwardly astonished. Wang Chao's body was nearly in ruins; not a single bone was intact, almost all were shattered, and his organs had several ruptures. Yet he was still breathing, and considering the distance from the suburbs, his body couldn't have been dumped here. It meant Wang Chao must have crawled here on his own.

This willpower and desire to live, even Long Xiaoshan had to admire.

He thought himself to be strong-willed, having survived the Prison of Death in Lingxi.

But compared to Wang Chao, he felt far inferior.

Of course, he could see that although Wang Chao was still alive, his injuries were so severe that it made little difference from being dead; the breath he held was supported solely by his will, and he could pass away at any moment.

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Picking up Wang Chao, he murmured, "Since you encountered me, it's fate whether you live or die is up to your own destiny."

With injuries like those of Wang Chao,

Long Xiaoshan was not confident.

But he decided to give it a try; it was too great a pity for such a person to die.

Long Xiaoshan placed the dirt- and blood-covered Wang Chao into the Mercedes, passersby showing shock.

"Siting, look at that person, putting a beggar into a Mercedes S. Wow, there are still such kind-hearted people these days, and so young too, definitely a tall, rich and handsome guy," said a long-haired beauty to her girlfriend at a coffee shop across the street.

The beauty named Siting quickly took a picture with her camera, because she was a reporter.

Then she hurriedly rushed out, wanting to interview the young man.

But by the time she got across the street, the Mercedes was already far away.

This photo later won a major news award and was even selected as one of the top ten "Heartwarming Hua Country" moments of the year.

The car soon arrived at the Sihai Grand Hotel.

Long Xiaoshan called Chun Tao and, learning she was in the chairman's office on the top floor, carried Wang Chao down and took the private elevator to the hotel's top floor.

"Little Xiaoshan, who is this?" Chun Tao was taken aback by the bloodied Wang Chao.

"Someone I know who's been seriously injured. I need to treat him. Is there a vacant room here?"

"Yes, over here."

Chun Tao led the way, and Long Xiaoshan carried Wang Chao to a room, then asked Chun Tao to get the hotel doctor to come up with splints and bandages.

He ripped off all the torn clothes from Wang Chao's body and started treating him with Golden Needle.

Wang Chao's injuries were severe.

Long Xiaoshan had exhausted all his True Qi and still couldn't wake him up.

However, under the treatment of his True Qi, some of Wang Chao's fatal injuries were stabilized, and Long Xiaoshan wrapped him up with splints and bandages.

Stepping out,

"Xiaoshan, how is he?" asked Chun Tao.

"Not sure yet. Tomorrow I'll take him back to the village for treatment; there are no medicinal herbs here."

"Okay, I hope he makes it," Chun Tao prayed kindly.

"He will," Long Xiaoshan had a hunch.

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