The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 488: Chapter 488: The Goddess Who Buys Pancakes
 

Zhou Yuewen’s hand quivered as he reached for a cup of tea from the table, gulping down more than half of it before starting his harrowing tale.

In Binhai, Hengyuan Private High School is a well-established private school known for its high entrance rate and excellent reputation. It’s distinctive for its strictly military-style management.

Under this military-style management, students cannot leave the school ground once enrolled unless it was the end of the term. They ate, slept, lived, and moved around within the campus, and parents were not allowed to visit their children.

In the past month, Hengyuan Private High School had urged several students to leave, citing reasons such as lack of drive, bad behaviour, and even covert romances.

What was bizarre, however, was that these students underwent a drastic change in temperament after being taken home by their parents. They would resort to ruthless and inhumane methods while their parents were asleep at night, using hammers, axes, or kitchen knives to cruelly slaughter their parents before committing suicide. Their method of suicide was eerily identical—self-immolation!

Finished with his account, Zhou Yuewen was horrified beyond words. “Master Long, isn’t… isn’t this horrifying? Could it be that these expelled students were all brutes? They actually parricided… it’s… it’s… it’s so terrifying. No, not even, they’re worse than beasts!”

“Oh… indeed, it is peculiar.” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes spun around, as if he was onto something.

“Master Long, Yuan Weijie committed suicide by poisoning himself in his office at Hengyuan Private High School. Before his death, he left a blood note on the wall, claiming that he would return. Could all of this… be his doing?” Zhou Yuewen asked, trembling with fear.

“Do you know what is crucial to this case?” Huang Xiaolong suddenly asked.

“Huh…” Zhou Yuewen was a bit confused.

“Note that each expelled student chose the same method of suicide after killing their parents: self-immolation,” Huang Xiaolong responded with a smile. “Do you know why they didn’t choose jumping off buildings, cutting their wrists, hanging themselves, but chose self-immolation instead?”

“Well…” Zhou Yuewen was stumped by the question.

“Well, the answer is simple, they wanted to destroy the evidence,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “Because these expelled students were already dead when they were brought home by their parents. What was taken home was just the vengeful spirits possessing their corpses. The reason for self-immolation is to prevent the forensic doctor from discovering the inconsistency in the time of death during the autopsy.”

“Oh my god…” Zhou Yuewen’s body trembled in fear.

At that moment, Zhou Yuewen’s phone beeped, indicating a new text message. He picked up his phone to check the message. “Master Long, the principal of Hengyuan Private High School is a friend of mine. He just sent a message! A senior high school student named ‘Tian Fang’ was… was expelled from Hengyuan Private High School today, and her parents… will pick her up tonight. What… what do you think…?”

“Alright, I will go to Hengyuan Private High School tonight,” Huang Xiaolong responded with a nod. “I believe there must be a connection between the supernatural incidents happening at Hengyuan Private High School and the branch campus of Binhai University!”

“Then… Master Long, I’ll arrange for the dispersal immediately. We absolutely cannot allow any student or staff member to stay on campus after sunset,” Zhou Yuewen affirmed solemnly.

“Good.” Huang Xiaolong stood up and walked out of the principal’s office.

It was noon, and all the students had finished their classes. However, every one of them was walking through the campus with their heads down, their mood extremely low. Clearly, the string of balcony-jumping incidents at the branch campus had left some people feeling scared.

“Ah~~ first, let’s take down the ghost causing mischief. After all, human lives are at stake,” Huang Xiaolong made his decision. “As for Sister Xiaoman, I believe those guys wouldn’t dare to touch her. Hehe, when I have time, I will bring Sister Xiaoman home.”

Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru had a simple lunch in the school cafeteria. Huang Xiaolong reminded Song Yuru not to stay in the dormitory that night and to go home instead.

After lunch, Huang Xiaolong leisurely strolled around the vicinity of the branch campus. He found the location of Hengyuan Private High School on his phone, which was about 6 or 7 kilometers away from the branch campus. With nothing better to do, he decided to walk over there.

When he was about to reach Hengyuan Private High School, he passed by a unique, antique street.

This street was charmingly old-fashioned which caught the eye.

Huang Xiaolong strolled casually into the ancient street.

This street consisted of many stores, each with a centuries-old reputation, that sold various handmade folk crafts, local snacks, and so on.

Upon observation, Huang Xiaolong noticed that the most popular shop on this street was a pancake shop.

It was said that the handmade pancakes from this shop were unparalleled, with a recipe originated from the Qing Dynasty royal court. It was a mere pancake, but the taste was incomparable.

This traditional craft was passed down through generations and was exclusive to this shop alone.

The shop had an unusual rule: they only sold pancakes in the afternoon, and they only sold exactly 200 of them. Not one more, not one less, precisely 200.

Further, each person could only buy one each time.

By the time Huang Xiaolong arrived at the shop, a line resembling a long dragon had already formed outside.

In the queue were fashionable men and women, laborers, white-collar workers, foremen-like people, and students…

Their eyes were filled with anxious expressions…

“Ah~~ I’ve been queuing here for several days, but every time it’s my turn, the 200 pancakes are sold out. How unlucky,” one person remarked.

“Am I not the same? I hope I’ll be lucky this time and able to buy a roast cake. This roast is truly unique in our Binhai.”

“Exactly, it’s said to be an exclusive skill passed down from the Qing Dynasty. It’s fantastic!”

…

An indescribable aroma flows out from the roast cake shop, stirring people’s appetites.

The sounds of swallowing saliva are up and down everywhere.

Huang Xiaolong does not show much interest in the roast cake. After all, he studied under many imperial chefs from various dynasties in the underworld and can cook countless lost delicacies by hand.

A mere roast cake, how could it catch Huang Xiaolong’s eye?

As Huang Xiaolong was about to leave, he smelled the aroma of the roast cake, paused, and his heart moved a bit. “Oh? It turns out… it was the roast cake handed down by a ‘Chang’ imperial chef from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty… In the underworld, the Chang chef once bragged that the Kangxi Emperor loved his roast cakes… But… The roast cakes made by this shop lack three ingredients…”

At this moment, a Bentley with an out-of-town license plate quietly parked outside the shop. A middle-aged man in a martial art uniform got out from the passenger seat.

This man’s temples bulged prominently, his eyes were tight and restrained, and there seemed to be storms brewing under his skin.

‘An ancient martial arts grandmaster?’ Huang Xiaolong played with a smile. ‘Heh heh, having condensed 5 streams of True Qi in his body. He’s quite satisfactory. He looks like some role of bodyguard. I wonder what kind of person is sitting in the car for him to have an ancient martial arts grandmaster as a bodyguard.’

Huang Xiaolong then curiously looked at the tightly closed car window in the back row of the Bentley.

After reciting the perspective spell, the dark rear windows became clear as water.

Huang Xiaolong saw a young girl sitting in the back of the Bentley.

This girl was about twenty-two or twenty-three, with shiny long hair flowing like a waterfall over her shoulders, a goose egg-shaped face, icy skin and jade bones, chic and cold. Her eyes were like autumn water, intriguing and noble. Pride permeated her every look.

Goddess!

Absolute goddess!

This appearance, this figure, is not inferior to Ying Aoshan and Yan Pianpian!

However, the girl had not practiced martial arts and was just an ordinary person, but her eyes were extremely sharp, with a penetrating power to sees through hearts.

‘Well… such a beautiful girl, she mustn’t be here to buy roast cake? Heh heh, driving a Bentley, protected by a martial arts Grandmaster, coming over to buy roast cakes? Interesting…’

As expected, the Grandmaster bodyguard, standing outside the rear window, said in a low voice. “Miss, I will stand in line now.”

The ancient martial arts grandmaster was respectful and serving.

Since the Grandmaster was submissive to her, it means the girl sitting in the car must be someone of important status!

However—

“Aah~~ They are sold out again! Unlucky! I’ve been in line for half an hour!”

“I’m speechless. I guess I have to wait till tomorrow? No, I want to eat roast cake!”

“This owner is so stingy! He only makes 200 a day, not knowing how to make money! Damn it!”

“So annoying.”

…

The roast cakes for today were sold out.

“This!” The grandmaster bodyguard’s face turned rigid for a moment. He was about to step into the cake shop, but held back and shook his head. “Miss, the roast cakes for today are sold out. The owner is a stubborn old man and won’t break his rules. Last time we had a three-hour standoff, but he refused to even make a single extra roast cake. I even offered 500,000 for one cake, and he not only refused but also cursed at me… I really don’t know what to do with him as he already has one foot in the grave.”

Huang Xiaolong clearly saw the beautiful girl in the backseat showing a clear disappointment, looking quite depressed, but she didn’t say a word.

Huang Xiaolong was intrigued and walked over directly. “If I can help you buy some roast cakes, I wonder if the beauty inside the car could roll down the window and meet me.”