Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 70: 70 Chapters, Forced into the Jianghu

As the head of the Qingyuan Public Security Bureau, Deng Wencheng naturally had extraordinary abilities and means. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be in this position.

So, when he heard Xu Wendong’s words, countless pieces of information flashed through his mind.

He came from a background as a criminal investigator, with many years of frontline experience.

And at this moment, the intuition of an old investigator told him.

Zhao Sihai’s death at this critical juncture was by no means a coincidence.

It was as if an invisible hand was manipulating the fates of Xu Wendong and Zhao Sihai, and the other party’s purpose was self-evident.

Deng Wencheng took a heavy drag on his cigarette and said, ”Don’t worry, I will have someone investigate this matter and give you a response in the shortest possible time.”

Xu Wendong, appearing somewhat weary, said, ”Perhaps it’s because I have a youthful intensity and resent the world; I’ve always looked down on those who mix with the underworld. I feel that a real man born between heaven and earth should achieve something significant so that coming into the world isn’t in vain.”

”But now I feel like I’ve already stepped into that underworld.”

”And I did so without being aware of it, even becoming a weapon in someone else’s hand.”

Deng Wencheng softly consoled him, ”Mister Xu, the world is like this, with many things beyond our control. We can’t change the world; the only thing we can do is to remain true to ourselves and not be changed by this chaotic world.”

Xu Wendong’s eyes were vacant, ”Honestly, when you told me earlier that Zhao Sihai committed suicide out of guilt, I felt he deserved it. Because he’d done so much evil, and evil must be punished. It felt gratifying.”

”But now, I feel as if his blood is on my hands.” As he spoke to this point, his eyes filled with blood, and his emotions gradually became agitated. ”These hands of mine are meant to save lives; a doctor’s hands are fundamentally born to save people!”

”But, Zhao Sihai died because of me!”

”He died at my hands!”

”He died in someone else’s conspiracy!”

He ran wildly into the rain, scrubbing his hands, trying to wash away the blood, but clearly, there was no dirt on his hands, no blood, yet in his eyes, his hands were covered in blood, the blood seeping down his arms and spreading over his body.

For a doctor whose mission was to heal the sick and save lives, this was unbearable, a fatal blow, and especially for Xu Wendong who had just stepped into the adult world.

He knelt powerless in the rain, wailing loudly, the rolling thunder reverberating in the sky, seeming to mourn his lost innocence.

Deng Wencheng silently stood at the entrance of the unit, smoking a cigarette.

He didn’t step out to shield Xu Wendong from the wind and rain because he knew how painful this experience was for a young doctor, true in heart and duty-bound to heal.

But this was the path Xu Wendong had to walk.

Nobody could alter it.

”Director Deng, my hands... they can’t be cleaned!” Xu Wendong’s face was full of pain, unable to distinguish between tears and rain. ”Yes, I admit that tonight I harmed many people, sending them all to the hospital, but I was very measured, never intending to kill a single person!”

”I didn’t kill anyone, so why are my hands stained with blood?”

”Why is this happening?”

”I’ve never offended anyone, so why would someone use me to kill?”

”Just because I’m from the countryside, do I deserve to be bullied?”

”Are rural people not people?”

”Do rural people deserve to die?”

At this point, his demeanor changed suddenly. He gritted his teeth, staring at his hands, exuding a cold aura. ”Since they can’t be cleaned, I won’t bother cleaning them!”

”I don’t mind staining them with more blood!”

Deng Wencheng shivered violently, oblivious even to the cigarette burning his fingers. He had worked in the legal system for many years, weathered many storms, and met many wicked, infamously evil criminals.

But without exception, no one’s eyes had ever been as fierce and cold as Xu Wendong’s at this moment.

He knew that Xu Wendong had undergone a transformation in his life.

But what he would become, perhaps only time could tell.

”The matters of the underworld must be settled by the underworld.” Xu Wendong stood up with difficulty. A flash of lightning illuminated his terrifyingly grim face. ”I will personally investigate this matter.”

Deng Wencheng hastily tossed away his cigarette, blew on the burn mark it left, then, holding an umbrella, walked into the rain. He spoke earnestly, ”We don’t know each other very well, but I can sense the kindness in your heart. Even if your hands are stained with blood now, I hope that even though you are bathed in blood, you will protect that pure land in your heart!”

”I will.” Xu Wendong’s eyes were resolute, then he turned and entered the building, painstakingly carrying the herbs upstairs.

Seeing Xu Wendong ascending, Deng Wencheng looked up at the sky with a touch of worry in his eyes. ”This rainy weather will soon end, but when will the skies over Qingyuan clear?”

”This guy is indeed an extremely sharp weapon.”

”But how can an ordinary person wield such a divine weapon?”

”Are you really not worried about being bitten back?”

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What happened today was certainly not something Xu Wendong could easily digest.

But isn’t the adult world all about collapse, rebuilding, and repeating this cycle?

As a cultivator, he could still adjust his state of mind.

Just as he opened the door, Xu Wendong was startled because there was someone in the house. But it wasn’t his sister-in-law; it was his sister-in-law’s best friend, Huang Ruirui.

”Wendong, what... what happened to you?” Huang Ruirui, wearing a black lace silk nightdress, looked at the bruised and battered Xu Wendong with a mixture of shock, her beautiful eyes filled with distress and concern.

She knew Lin Yiren had gone to the hot springs, and because of that, she sneaked over, hoping to surprise Xu Wendong and give herself to him completely.

But she never expected Xu Wendong to come home covered in injuries.

Xu Wendong gave a shy smile. ”It’s nothing, it’s nothing. Earlier I ran into a few miscreants, and then I roared at the injustice. They’re just superficial wounds, not a big deal.”

”You’re hurt like this, and you say it’s not a big deal?” Huang Ruirui’s tears instantly welled up in her eyes; she was flustered and helpless. ”I’ll go get you some clean clothes, quickly take a shower, and afterward, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

”Sister, I’m a doctor. Do I still need to go to the hospital for these minor injuries?” Xu Wendong said with a grin. ”Could you boil this herbal medicine for me? Just add a thousand milliliters of water, no more, or it’ll affect its efficacy.”

”Does it hurt a lot?” Huang Ruirui tenderly stroked the whip marks on Xu Wendong’s face. ”Do you want me to help take your mind off it?”

Xu Wendong couldn’t help but ask, ”How would you distract me?”

A blush spread across Huang Ruirui’s face. ”My period just ended!”