Chapter 139: A Very Important Matter

Days as Wukong’s Junior Disciple Wang Xiaoman 2857 words 2026-04-13 18:07:27

During this period, Dong Qianqian felt that ever since she encountered Liu Yunfei that day, her luck had begun to turn. Heaven's persecution of her had finally come to an end, and everything was developing in a positive direction.

Now, her father's health was gradually improving, and her mother's smiles were becoming more frequent. As for herself? She looked up at Liu Yunfei, who was sitting by the hospital window, deeply engrossed in studying legal commentaries. The sunlight washed over his entire body, illuminating his dedicated and focused face as if radiating a brilliance that could make anyone's heart flutter at a single glance. It was because of his appearance that she finally understood what true happiness really was. In this very moment, his smile allowed her to forget all her troubles; her sky was filled with brilliant sunshine.

"Are you mesmerized? Stop daydreaming and go back to memorizing your vocabulary!" Liu Yunfei said softly.

"Oh." Dong Qianqian did not say anything more, feeling that any further words were redundant. All her deep affection was contained within her gaze. He would understand.

Seeing that Old Man Dong was asleep, Liu Yunfei could not help walking over to Dong Qianqian and whispering, "Come to my place tonight."

"Giggle, go on with you, you scoundrel." Dong Qianqian chuckled and playfully pushed him away.

"We didn't really feel much that first time. Let's find another chance." Liu Yunfei still wanted to persuade her when his lousy phone began to buzz inopportunely, prompting him to quickly step out of the ward.

"Hello? Lawyer Wu? They don't dare to testify?" Lawyer Wu was the defense attorney for Liu Yunfei's assault case, a famous senior lawyer in Beijing whose engagement came at a hefty price. Liu Yunfei thought for a moment and said, "In that case, don't look for any witnesses. Not a single one. Even if we win this case, if innocent people suffer harm because of me, my conscience will still torment me."

The lawyer on the other end of the line was completely dumbfounded. Who on earth thought like this? If you don't want witnesses, how is the lawsuit supposed to be fought? You have no witnesses, but the other side does! The lawyer wanted to elaborate on the serious implications, but Liu Yunfei had already hung up the phone.

After finishing the call, Liu Yunfei's state of mind was somewhat unsettled, and he wandered aimlessly around the hospital. Was his only goal to win the lawsuit? Back in that yurt, among all those diners, not a single one dared to testify. Was the criminal underworld that powerful? Were the people simply too cowardly? Perhaps this society needed some reflection.

Before he knew it, he had walked to the acupuncture department, which was exceptionally busy, filled mostly with elderly patients. Nowadays, which young person would dare let needles be stuck into them? They heard it didn't hurt, but it was still quite frightening. However, Liu Yunfei had never seen acupuncture before, so he could not resist stopping at the doorway to watch.

Suddenly, he overheard a conversation among a few elderly patients ahead: "Master Yao's medical skills are truly brilliant. The last time I had a stroke and my mouth was twisted, I came twice and it was cured."

"Indeed, indeed. That's why they call him miraculous Master Yao."

Could this be used to treat Betty's facial muscle syndrome? Liu Yunfei suddenly thought of Betty's smile. He chuckled inwardly; he had only tasted that girl once. If she had a radiant smile, tasting her would be even more flavorful.

He hurriedly went and registered for a number. The old miracle worker was already quite elderly, and upon hearing Liu Yunfei's description, he flatly stated, "No problem, it can be treated. With some functional training mixed in, she will recover very quickly."

Liu Yunfei still asked with lingering doubt, "My friend is a foreigner. I don't want her to travel all this way and end up uncured."

When the old man heard she was a foreigner, he became even more enthusiastic, hurriedly pulling out a business card and shoving it into Liu Yunfei's hand. "When the time comes, call my number directly, or you can even come to my house. It's too busy here, and the results aren't as good as at home."

Liu Yunfei nodded, fully comprehending. In the hospital, all the money went to the hospital; at his house, the money went straight into his own pocket—truly the work of a master craftsman. It was just a pity those surgeons couldn't move their operating tables back home.

Stepping out of the hospital, he made another call to Betty, telling her to bring the documents that needed signing as soon as possible during her free time from work and come to China.

Hanging up the phone, he looked into the distance at the parked taxi, bought two bottles of water at the hospital convenience store, and walked over with a smile.

Pulling open the car door, he sat in the passenger seat and handed over a bottle of water. "Kewei, how is it that you never get tanned?"

Jiao Kewei unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and laughed, "Is this considered tanning? I'm inside the car all day; the more I stay cooped up, the fairer I get."

"Oh? Where are you the fairest? Let me see." Liu Yunfei grinned and started making mischievous physical gestures.

"Quit it, stop it. Have some decency."

"Then let me ask you a serious question. When you guys are on stakeout like this, don't you need to pee? Be careful not to burst something from holding it in."

"And whose fault is that? Usually, there are two or three of us on surveillance duties." Jiao Kewei rolled her eyes.

"Oh, right. I was also wondering why it's just you alone monitoring me."

"Because I was afraid that if you actually did something, it would get exposed to others," Jiao Kewei said softly.

"Oh?" Liu Yunfei scratched his head. "Are you really that nice? If you knew I actually did something, would you arrest me?"

Liu Yunfei originally thought she would say yes without a moment's hesitation. To his surprise, Jiao Kewei pondered for a long time before replying, "I don't know." As she spoke, she cast a glance at him, immediately looking away afterward, her face flushing slightly.

That girlish shyness was extremely pleasant to look at; Liu Yunfei had never seen her like this before. Yet, based on his understanding of this young woman, she was a police officer who hated evil with a passion—even if her own father committed a crime, she would arrest him without a second thought. What was she playing at? Seducing me? Using a honey trap? Heh, watch out; don't fall for my handsome-man trap instead.

With that thought, Liu Yunfei suddenly reached out, grabbed the hand Jiao Kewei had resting on the steering wheel, and said, "Kewei, you're so good to me."

Jiao Kewei did not pull her hand away; instead, she lowered her head bashfully. Liu Yunfei thought to himself, *This proves even more that it's a honey trap. Little girl, you're putting on a pretty good act.* He toyed with J