The old room, the lights are dim.

A senior, wearing a faded yellow lab coat, walked back and forth, either carrying a basin of water or scissors in hand.

"River, bring in a basin of hot water!"

A cold voice echoed in the room.

Here it is!

In a rush, he tossed away half-smoked cigarette and walked in with a basin of hot water.

A person in a white coat is working meticulously at the operating table. The bloody scene before them seems invisible to their eyes.

"Alright, let's give another half dose of anesthetic!"

A person gently exhaled, saying.

"Hmm!"

Hē Yīchǎng nodded, then took out a syringe from the side table and started working busily.

The man donned rubber gloves, scrubbed his hands clean of traces, then pulled off his mask, revealing a handsome face, but his brows and eyes were cold with disdain.

Come, Sister Lu, have a cup of tea and rest for a bit!

Ye Chuan finished administering the anesthetic to the patient and quickly picked up a cup of tea that had been prepared earlier, handing it to him.

Then, he walked over and gently pressed on his back.

"Alright, no need to flatter me!"

Lü Qingxue coldly refused, but the coldness between her brows had dissipated somewhat.

Ye Chuan chuckled softly. Although his hand movements had stopped, he remained still behind Lu Qingxue, his eyes glancing downwards from her neck.

Between the folds, one can see the black suspenders and full white.

Sister Lu's figure is still so stunning!

Ye Chuan only felt that his throat was unbearably dry, and he swallowed lightly.

Upon seeing Lü Qingshu, Ye Chuan immediately turned his gaze and smiled, "Sister Lü, the clinic's business has been getting better and better lately!"

"What's there to be happy about, they're all children born from abortions, the result of those heartless men!"

Lü Qingxue said faintly, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly raising her head, she took a look at Ye Chuan, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, she said: "Your skin isn't bad either. I bet you've caused trouble for some children before, haven't you?"

Carefully twirling the razor-sharp blade in his hand, a chilling aura emanated from him.

This year was half a year ago when I picked him up at the clinic's doorstep. He was badly injured back then. After I saved him, he has been helping me out with chores ever since. As for his background, I asked him about it many times, but every time Ye Chuan just smiled mysteriously and refused to answer.

Ye Chuan, hearing this, saw the tanto in Lü Qingxue's hand again and hurriedly shouted aloud, "Lü Jie, I'm still a man!"

"Get out!"

Lü Qingxue lightly spat.

"But you do have a real knack for medicine. In just half a year, you're even able to perform some minor procedures independently. It's a shame to have such talent stuck in my humble underground clinic!"

Lü Qingxue gave him a glance and sighed.

Ye Chuan heard Lü Qingxue's words, his face instantly became serious, and he said: "Lü Jie, my life can be said to be given by you. What you say, do you not want me anymore?"

What do you think?

Lu Qingxue lowered her head and took a sip of tea, giving him a glance as the wind swept by.

"Hee hee..."

Ye Chuan immediately turned his anger into joy. Taking advantage of Lü Qingxue's moment of bowing her head, he lightly kissed her snow-white neck.

"Yokawa, you're being outrageous!"

Lü Qingshu stood up abruptly, her willow brows furrowed, a layer of frost on her face as she glared angrily.

"Auntie Lu, I was wrong!"

Ye Chuan let out a startled cry and ran outside like a rabbit.

Lü Qingxue just wanted to chase after him, but suddenly a soft voice came from the bedside table, "The anesthesia on the patient has worn off."

She shook her head and walked toward the dressing table, but the place on her neck that Ye Chuan had just kissed was slowly turning red.

Suddenly, I remembered when I first found Ye Chuan. He was over thirty years old and had more than thirty knife wounds. Some were so deep you could see the bone. One was even just a few millimeters away from his heart. At that time, he was barely clinging to life, lying at the entrance of my clinic.

From the same Lü Qingshu moved him to the table, cleaned and dressed his wounds. She didn't harbor much hope; this kind of injury, even a strong man would have difficulty surviving. But this man, as stubborn as wild grass, miraculously pulled through. And in just a few weeks, he recovered enough to be able to get out of bed and walk.

Even though Lü Qingshu herself was a master's degree graduate from Yuanzhou Medical College and had worked in the clinical department of Yuanzhou Municipal Hospital for many years, she had never seen such powerful vitality.

I have no idea what his background is.

Although she seemed stern, she clearly saw Yecang's kindness. Because of that, she took him in and didn't ask about his past.

Such days aren't bad either!

After a good clean, Ye Chuan sat in the clinic, thinking of Lü Qingxue, and felt a sense of satisfaction, sometimes smiling foolishly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the clinic door was kicked open with a bang, and a rough voice boomed in: "Doctor! Come here and take a look at my wound..."

Next came a greasy, yellow-tinged man with tattoos all over his shoulders. He strode in with blood gushing from a gaping, vicious wound on his tattooed arm.

YECHE raised his head and looked over.

"What are you looking at, newbie? Humph, come on, where's Lu Qingxue? Step aside, the man's injured." The man snorted and slammed himself down onto the chair.

Ye Chuan's face fell immediately upon hearing this. Seeing the other person's expression, he knew it wasn't anything good. To actually dare claim to be Lü Jie's man... unless Lü Jie was blind.

"Zhang Li, it's you again, you're not welcome here, get out!"

At this moment, Lü Qingshu walked out from behind. Her beautiful face was as cold as ice, and she still held a sharp hand knife in her hand, looking menacingly murderous.

"Hehehe…"

Zhang Li smiled wickedly, didn't stand up, and greedily looked at Lü Qingxue, thinking to himself, "Lü Qingxue, I'm a patient now, you want me to leave? Does this small clinic of yours not intend to open anymore?"

"Even if I close the door, I won't help you see a doctor. Get out!" Lü Qingshu said coldly, her disgust undisguised in her eyes. "Ye Chuan, get him out of here for me!"

That "please" was said with particular force, gritted teeth.

Although Ye Chuan was very curious about how this fellow had made Lv Jie so angry before, he still quickly walked over to Zhang Li upon hearing Lv Qingxue's order and said: "Get lost!"

"Boy, are you telling me to get lost?"

"To see Ye Chuan dare to speak to him like that, Zhang Li's face contorted into a cruel smile. With a *snap*, he drew a gleaming saber from his waist, brandishing it before Ye Chuan's eyes with a menacing expression: 'Do you believe I'll kill you?'"