Return to the City: The Strongest King

Chapter 2255 - 2085: Whispering to Each Other (Part 3)



Chapter 2255: Chapter 2085: Whispering to Each Other (Part 3)

Song Xiaodong gave Deputy Mayor Han a little signal and went out to take the call.

"Hello? Disciple, what’s up?"

"Master, are you free Sunday night?" Lu Yaobing asked Song Xiaodong.

"Let me see... not sure yet, what do you need?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Come to my birthday dinner." Lu Yaobing said.

"Your birthday’s on Sunday?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Yeah." Lu Yaobing answered.

"Alright then, I’ll come. Time and place?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Haven’t decided yet." Lu Yaobing said.

"Okay, tell me after you’ve decided."

"Okay."

Song Xiaodong came back and sat down again. Deputy Mayor Han saw that he’d just about met all the investors and the leaders of the various Beishan District factions, but his plan to invite Song Xiaodong to invest in building a factory hadn’t panned out, so he decided to leave.

Secretary Xu stood up and said to everyone, "Everyone, listen up. Deputy Mayor Han has things to do tomorrow and needs to get up early, so he won’t be staying to keep you company."

After Secretary Xu finished, Deputy Mayor Han also stood up and said to everyone, "Getting to know each other better will help you when you’re running procedures in the future, but don’t get too familiar, alright!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

After Han Yang finished speaking, he glanced again at Song Xiaodong and Qiao Yutong, and the two of them left the table together with Deputy Mayor Han and Secretary Xu.

"Secretary Xu will see me off, Director Qiao will see Mr. Song off, okay?" Han Yang discussed with Qiao Yutong.

"Okay." Qiao Yutong answered very crisply.

"Alright then, we’ll call it a night."

"Goodbye, Deputy Mayor Han."

"Goodbye."

Qiao Yutong drove for Song Xiaodong again.

"Where’s Dragon Three? You’re drinking and you don’t think to bring a driver?" Qiao Yutong pouted and asked Song Xiaodong.

"Dragon Three isn’t my driver, he’s my brother." Song Xiaodong answered.

"Besides, with Director Qiao here, I don’t bring Dragon Three. Having a beauty as my driver is much easier on the eyes." Song Xiaodong added.

"Pah!"

"How did you know I was coming?" Qiao Yutong asked.

"Someone as slick as Deputy Mayor Han—if he invites me, how could he not invite you?" Song Xiaodong answered with a smile.

"Why does inviting you mean he has to invite me?" Qiao Yutong shot Song Xiaodong a glare.

This was a tricky question to answer...

If he didn’t invite Director Qiao, Song Xiaodong might not necessarily have given Deputy Mayor Han any face.

"I... let me ask you, how are you planning to treat my scar?" Qiao Yutong asked softly.

Chapter 2087: Lovey-Dovey

Song Xiaodong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said to Qiao Yutong, "There are two options."

"Which two?" Qiao Yutong tilted her head and asked.

"The first is surgery." Song Xiaodong answered.

"Ah~" Qiao Yutong let out a twisting little cry of refusal.

"I don’t want surgery!" Qiao Yutong said.

"It’s not surgery with a scalpel, it’s using my silver needles to dig out all the scar tissue, then applying medicine. In the end it can recover to a state with no scar, but although the skin can be made smooth again, for the pigmentation I don’t have a solution yet. Yiyi still has a little fingernail-sized shadow on her shoulder." Song Xiaodong said.

"Being able to fix it like that is already pretty good, but I don’t want surgery! Just hearing it hurts!" Qiao Yutong pouted.

"It won’t hurt, I’ll give you anesthesia."

"Still no. Haven’t you heard that news? A physician raped a patient under anesthesia, it’s terrifying." Qiao Yutong said.

"Wow, Director Qiao, you’re the deputy director of the police bureau. Even if you lent me a hundred guts, I still wouldn’t dare do something that outrageous!" Song Xiaodong said.

"Hmph, it’s not like you haven’t done plenty of outrageous things!" Qiao Yutong wrinkled her nose.

"Director Qiao, back then you weren’t even Director Qiao yet, were you?" Song Xiaodong said with a smile.

"I don’t want surgery!" Qiao Yutong shook her head like a rattle drum.

"Alright, alright, no surgery then, but we’ll have to use medicine." Song Xiaodong said again.

"Medicine is fine!" Qiao Yutong nodded.

"Think it through. Using medicine doesn’t feel good either. Your situation is different from Yiyi’s. Yiyi’s injury had medicine applied before it healed, so the healing process wasn’t that painful. Yours is not the same." Song Xiaodong went on.

"How is it different?" Qiao Yutong asked.

"Yours has already formed scar tissue, so we have to remove that scar first, then let new skin grow. Either we surgically shave it off, or we use medicine to corrode it away. With surgery, it only hurts for a few days and can slowly heal. With corrosion, the medicine works slower and the area is harder to control, so doctors recommend surgery. Better short pain than long pain." Song Xiaodong said.

"I’m not doing it!" Qiao Yutong pouted again.

"It really doesn’t hurt. I’ll make a special strong anesthetic and painkiller just for you. It won’t hurt, okay?" Song Xiaodong coaxed her.

"Mm..."

Qiao Yutong just focused on driving, mumbling vaguely without answering.

"Anyway, whichever method we use, if we don’t remove the scar tissue, healthy skin can’t grow."

When they were still a ways from the gate of the Su Family Courtyard, Qiao Yutong pulled the car over.

"We’re not there yet." Song Xiaodong said from the passenger seat.

Without a word, Qiao Yutong reached into her bulging bag and took out a brand-new scarf—cashmere, gray and black check pattern, thick and large.

Keeping her body stiff, Qiao Yutong stared straight ahead and handed the scarf to Song Xiaodong with one hand.

"Who wears a coat in autumn without a scarf? Looks so tacky." Qiao Yutong said, looking at the gate of the Su Family Courtyard not far ahead.

With a raised eyebrow, Song Xiaodong took it and asked, "This is for me?"

"Mm. You’re spending tens of thousands to make medicine for me; I don’t have the money to get you anything that expensive." Qiao Yutong’s face flushed bright red.

Song Xiaodong took it, clasped his hands together with a smile and said, "Many thanks, Director Qiao!"

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