The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1772 - 1771: Old Friends in Conversation

Upon reaching the Nine Heavens, Ling Feng saw that indeed there were quite a few more people here.

With people like Mo Jiaolan and Ling Yao, the First Layer of Heaven became lively.

Seizing the opportunity while everyone was around, Ling Feng quickly asked, "By the way, tomorrow is Zhang He’s daughter’s full month, I plan to visit. What gift do you think I should bring for the baby?"

Everyone had their own ideas; some suggested baby clothes, others a longevity lock. There was no shortage of ideas.

But Ling Feng felt none of these were particularly meaningful. After some thought, he slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Forget it, might as well go simple and bold—a big gold brick!"

The women all fell speechless upon hearing this.

But since it was his idea, no one objected; they just told Ling Feng to make his own decision, and it was settled.

So it was decided. After staying the night on the First Layer, Ling Feng woke up early and teleported away.

After passing through the Longyuan, he teleported to a provincial capital in the north, then took an hour-long intercity railway to Zhang He’s place.

This area was a seaside villa district, with houses not densely packed, each a few hundred meters apart, with their own private beach and garden.

Ling Feng immediately took a liking to the place. It was spring, and the gentle sea breeze on his face was very pleasant, lifting his spirits.

He suddenly understood why Zhang He and Bai Qian chose this place for postpartum recovery; the beautiful scenery was perfect for recovery.

As he pondered, Ling Feng walked towards Zhang He’s villa, secretly grumbling about the lack of hospitality.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t resist pulling out his phone and calling Zhang He.

The phone rang for a minute with no one picking up!

Ling Feng figured he was probably changing diapers again and decided not to bother him.

So he put away the phone and continued walking forward.

Based on the house numbers, he found Zhang He and Bai Qian’s home.

Standing on the lawn, looking at the three-story villa, Ling Feng shouted, "I’m at the door, and no one comes to greet me? That’s just not right!"

"..."

The house remained quiet, with no response and no one coming out.

Ling Feng was speechless and shook his head, stepping to the door and pressing the doorbell.

After waiting a few minutes, just as he was losing patience and was about to use his Divine Sense to scan the house, someone hurried out to open the door.

Seeing the sweaty Zhang He, Ling Feng was a bit stunned, "What happened to you?"

Zhang He, with an apron around his waist and a spatula in his hand, seemed busy in the kitchen.

"What’s going on? I’ve got something simmering on the stove; your timing couldn’t be worse!"

Zhang He said, stepping aside, "Come in, remember to change your shoes and wash your hands!"

Ling Feng, speechless, followed him inside and asked, "Should I disinfect with alcohol too?"

"That would be best!" Zhang He said.

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "Come on, what’s the deal, treating your daughter like a national treasure, so cautious!"

"What if you’re carrying some unknown virus?" Zhang He retorted, not in the best mood.

"Even if there was a virus, I could cure it. Besides, can you imagine me harming my niece? Look at my little girl; anyone can hold her, unlike your careful ways!" Ling Feng chuckled.

Zhang He watched as Ling Feng changed his shoes and washed his hands, then said, "It’s different. Your daughter is yours, my daughter is mine!"

"Okay, okay, I get it. You treat your kid as a treasure; I’ll humor you,"

Ling Feng said as he looked around, promptly asking, "Where’s your wife and the baby?"

"They went to the city!" Zhang He replied.

"..."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes again, "They’re in the city, and you made me change shoes and wash my hands for nothing?"

Zhang He replied with confidence, "It’s a necessary process!"

"Alright, you win!"

Ling Feng shook his head, following him to the kitchen, where a ceramic pot was on the stove.

Whatever was simmering inside was unknown, but it smelled wonderful and pleasant.

Curious, Ling Feng asked, "What’s this?"

"It’s a tonic for my wife, to restore her Yuan Qi!" Zhang He said.

"Your wife has a pretty good constitution, right? Is this necessary?" Ling Feng asked.

Zhang He glared, "Of course it is! She had a tough time with childbirth, it was risky, and it drained her Yuan Qi, so she needs this tonic!"

"Oh, that’s how it is!"

Ling Feng realized, then chuckled, "Didn’t expect you to be such a doting husband!"

"Of course!"

Zhang He said proudly, adding, "Just wait a bit; in a few minutes, I’ll turn down the heat, and then we can chat for a while."

"No problem, a chat is a chat wherever it happens!"

Ling Feng laughed, then asked, "What’s your wife doing in the city?"

"It’s the full month, so my father-in-law insisted on celebrating, so they went to a hotel," Zhang He explained.

"Aren’t you going?"

Ling Feng, puzzled, asked curiously.

Zhang He looked at him, "Of course I’m going, but the soup’s not ready yet. I’ll leave after it’s done, understand?"

"Got it, makes sense!"

Ling Feng grinned, patting Zhang He on the shoulder, "You’ve worked hard, taking care of the postpartum for so long; you’ve gained some weight!"

Zhang He: "...."

Zhang He chuckled, "That’s normal. My wife drinks the soup, but I eat all the meat left over!"

"I figured!"

Ling Feng smiled, then asked, "How long do you plan to stay at home? There’s quite a bit of work in the office waiting for you!"

"Really?"

Zhang He looked at him, "Stop teasing. Lin Xue is doing a great job. If I go back, she’ll never make full director. Don’t you want her promoted?"

"That’s none of my business!"

Ling Feng shrugged, "Honestly, I’d prefer if none of you worked in the office. Just stay in the Nine Heavens, enjoying life!"

"Brother, that’s some serious chauvinism,"

Zhang He looked at Ling Feng, seriously saying, "If you suggested that, your ladies would rebel; trust me, try it!"

Ling Feng smiled, "I know you’re right, so I won’t try it."

"There you go. Lin Xue is doing great; they even held off the second monster attack. I don’t need to rush back; it’s good for her to gain some experience!" Zhang He said.

"So, are you planning to stay home with the baby for the foreseeable future?" Ling Feng asked.

Zhang He gave a mysterious smile, "Of course not. I’ll definitely go back to work, but maybe not as the director!"