Chapter Thirty-Four: In Excellent Condition

"These are all used to stabilize your joints and bones, binding them together—you’d better not remove them for now, or you might disrupt the internal balance of your body," Lu Hao said.

"Oh, alright." Miss Shang nodded obediently and lay back on the bed.

She had to admit, though Lu Hao was by far the most unconventional doctor she had ever met, despite her serious injuries, under his care, she felt almost no pain and was in an astonishingly good state. It was nothing short of miraculous.

"You saved my life. I don’t know how to thank you. What’s your name?" Miss Shang gazed into Lu Hao’s deep, night-like eyes, her heart fluttering.

For reasons she couldn’t explain, in this cold, impassive man, she sensed a powerful feeling of fate, as if he were wholly unlike any man she had ever encountered. This made Lu Hao irresistibly compelling.

Lu Hao nodded, "My name is Lu Hao. You can call me Dr. Lu. Before the ambulance arrives, if you feel any discomfort, just call me. For now, you’d better rest and recuperate."

"Alright."

"Oh, Dr. Lu, my name is Shang Yunjie… I heard you’re currently unemployed. If you’d like—?" she ventured hesitantly.

Lu Hao looked at her, saying, "Your concerns are rather unusual. You care too much about outward reputation. No matter my qualifications or where I work, all you need to know is that I pulled you back from the brink of death."

"Soon, under the scrutiny of a major hospital, you’ll learn the results of my treatment. There’s no need for doubt."

Shang Yunjie shook her head, looking up at Lu Hao with a gentle, kitten-like air.

"No, Dr. Lu, I think you misunderstood me."

"I meant, if you’re currently between jobs, you could join our Song Corporation’s largest hospital directly as chief physician. We wouldn’t even require an interview; you could start right away."

Lu Hao shook his head. "No need. I’m used to my peace and quiet. I don’t wish to get involved in those places full of trouble and intrigue."

He added, "Is there anything else? If not, I should go home and make dinner."

"Wait, Dr. Lu, you can’t leave!" Suddenly, Shang Yunjie, desperate as a child without anyone to care for her, grabbed his arm.

"Stay here with me, will you?" She blinked, her eyes pleading.

At that moment, all the members of the Shang Corporation present fell silent.

Where was the decisive, commanding Miss Shang—the one who could impose her authority on anyone, anywhere? How could she now lower herself to plead with a mere village doctor?

"You saved my life, I really don’t know how to repay you," she said earnestly to Lu Hao. "How about this: I’ll give you a bank card. There’s five hundred thousand yuan preloaded as your fee. Is that acceptable?"

Lu Hao shook his head. "That’s far too much. I don’t want your money for now."

"After all, with people as wealthy as you, once you’ve had a thorough examination, who knows what kind of trouble you might stir up later?"

"If you want to pay a fee, give it to Director Chen at the clinic. A few thousand or ten thousand will do. Let him renovate the place, buy some equipment—he doesn’t even have proper pliers or hammers…"

Muttering to himself, Lu Hao walked toward the door. His departing figure left a deep impression.

Just as he stepped outside, the ambulance arrived.

But it was not at all what he’d expected.

Instead of an ambulance, it was an aircraft—a helicopter, to be precise.

With a roar, the red-cross-marked medical helicopter landed on a large patch of barren earth in Peach Blossom Village. The cold, fierce wind whipped through the air, tossing people’s hair and stirring the yellow dust from the ground.

Lu Hao admitted he was deeply shocked. He had never imagined that the lives of the rich could be so vastly different from those of the poor. When the wealthy run into trouble in a remote place, they can summon not just ambulances, but even private helicopters—almost as if they had several extra lives.

Under the gaze of Lu Hao and a lively crowd of villagers, Shang Yunjie was soon lifted onto a stretcher and carried away.

She still wore her elegant black dress. Though torn and tattered by Lu Hao’s emergency treatment, her body was securely immobilized, leaving only her eyes free to move.

As she boarded the helicopter, her curious gaze never left Lu Hao.

Her fair, cool skin set off against the dark gown made her look even more like a princess—a mysterious iceberg at the end of the deep sea, distant and unattainable.

This woman’s status was so exalted that Lu Hao felt she belonged to a world utterly separate from his own.

Only now did Lu Hao truly understand the vast gulf between the world of the top business dynasties and that of ordinary people.

After the helicopter took off, and Mr. Zheng and the rest of the entourage departed in their luxury cars, the sky had grown dark, as if nothing out of the ordinary had ever happened.

Lu Hao returned home and ate dinner.

During the meal, his parents and younger sister, Lu Han, asked him about the helicopter incident. Lu Hao gave them a brief explanation and said no more. After all, such things were so rare, there was no point in speculating about the future.

Lu Han looked at Lu Hao earnestly. "Brother, your medical skills are amazing. Everyone in the village says you can snatch people back from the jaws of death!"

"If you ask me, you could have any woman you want. There’s no need to compete with someone like Sun Wenguo or feel hurt over someone like Xu Juan."

Lu Hao shook his head. "It’s alright. I stopped caring about those two a long time ago. It’s meaningless now."

"By the way, has Zhou Run been bothering you lately? Today, he actually came looking for me at the clinic. I made sure to teach him a lesson."

"What? Brother, so that’s why he had diarrhea so badly he nearly died—you did that to him?" Lu Han covered her mouth and burst out laughing.

"Of course. Otherwise, should we let people like that bully us ordinary folks?" Lu Hao replied with a nod.

At that moment, he suddenly heard faint cries for help coming from the neighboring courtyard.

His sister listened closely and exclaimed, "Oh no, it’s Sister Ziting! What happened to her? Brother, you’d better go check right away."