I Waited in Line All Day, and You're Telling Me to Go Back?

Faced with Tang Hao's overwhelming might,

Cao Mengde didn't panic in the slightest. The disgust on his face only deepened.

He pointed at the door.

"If you want your son treated, get outside and get in line."

"If you really want a fight, I'll see it through to the end."

Tang Hao couldn't help letting out a few cold chuckles.

His weathered face was full of confidence, even a trace of contempt.

"You think you're worthy of fighting me?"

"A mere level 92 Healing System Soul Master. Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish."

Clearly,

Tang Hao's thinking was still stuck a few days in the past.

Cao Mengde's Soul Power had long since reached level 95.

Seeing that Tang Hao insisted on showing off, Cao Mengde actually fanned the flames, cheering him on.

"Come on..."

"Take that Clear Sky Hammer of yours and smash me to death."

Tang Hao had roamed the Soul Master World for many years and seen plenty of people who overestimated themselves, but this was the first time he'd met a Soul Master as arrogant as Cao Mengde.

In a fit of rage,

he raised the Clear Sky Hammer above his head.

The pressure of a Titled Douluo bore down on everyone present.

The patients lined up at the door, along with the women who had come to tease Cao Mengde despite having no illness, were all scared away.

This was a clash between two Titled Douluo.

Soul Skills had no eyes. They'd better stand back and watch from a distance before they got caught in the crossfire.

Just as everyone was about to enjoy a spectacular battle between two Titled Douluo,

the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand failed to come down.

Yes.

He'd been too impulsive just now and had nearly forgotten something important.

His son was critically ill, and the other Healing System Soul Masters were all helpless. For now, he still had to rely on Cao Mengde.

Besides,

there was also the matter of resurrection.

"Treat Little San first. We can spar another day when we have the chance."

Cao Mengde couldn't help laughing, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Just now, Tang Hao had been brimming with killing intent and dead set on taking his life. And now it was a spar?

Cao Mengde was counting on Tang San's illness, certain that Tang Hao wouldn't dare make a move.

Tang Hao was clearly in the wrong, yet he hadn't even offered a word of apology. What the hell was he?

"Get outside and line up!"

Cao Mengde gave the same answer, glaring coldly at Tang Hao.

"You..." Tang Hao was beside himself with anger.

He glanced at the door and said, "There's no one in line now. I'm first."

Cao Mengde frowned.

"Weren't my patients all scared away by you?"

With that,

Cao Mengde went to the door and waved to the crowd watching from a distance.

"Get back in line where you were standing before."

Everyone was astonished.

Cao Mengde was amazing. Although he was a Healing System Titled Douluo, he'd actually scared off a Power Attack System Titled Douluo.

For a moment,

everyone admired Cao Mengde even more.

The women who were already interested in Cao Mengde saw how outstanding he was, and greedy desire flashed in every pair of eyes as they all imagined an encounter with him.

"Take your son and get in line outside."

Cao Mengde waved Tang Hao away, thoroughly impatient.

With that,

he headed straight into the consultation room.

The woman who had been flaunting her charms earlier came in as well.

"Lord Mengde, you're amazing."

"You really scared me to death just now. My heart's pounding so hard again. Hurry and feel it..."

Before Cao Mengde could do anything,

the woman took his hand herself and placed it against her chest.

"Lord Mengde, isn't it hot and fast and white and big here?"

Wait?

Why did Cao Mengde feel that something was getting more and more off?

He was slightly taken aback.

"Miss, why has your temperament suddenly changed so much?"

The woman had been lusting after Cao Mengde's good looks for quite some time.

Suddenly,

she wrapped her arms tightly around Cao Mengde and pressed herself against him.

"Doctor, could you be rough with me?"

Her intentions were perfectly clear. If he didn't satisfy her, she'd probably come to Rejuvenation Hall every day to pester him.

Cao Mengde raised both hands.

Slowly, he placed them on her shoulders.

"You're the one who seduced me."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip.

The woman understood instantly. The prospect of an encounter with a Titled Douluo left her tremendously excited.

She immediately opened her big, beautiful eyes and looked up at Cao Mengde.

"Doctor, hurry and let me see?"

Cao Mengde wasted no more words.

He granted her wish right then and there.

After a while,

the woman's soul found comfort.

She smiled.

"Little doctor, you must keep our secret, all right?"

"I'll come find you again another day."

That was right.

Her husband kept a mistress outside.

She intended to use the same means to get back at him.

Before leaving,

she took out a hundred Gold Soul Coins and handed them to Cao Mengde.

"This is my husband's money. He was unfaithful to me, so I'll be unfaithful to him. From now on, big sister will take care of you."

With a satisfied smile, she left.

Cao Mengde straightened himself up.

He chuckled to himself.

Something this good can happen?

How wonderful.

The woman just now had been a lovely mature lady. She wasn't top-notch, but she still had plenty of charm.

"Next."

Cao Mengde called toward the door of the consultation room.

"Doctor, my heart feels so uncomfortable. It really feels so uncomfortable."

Cao Mengde took a closer look.

Good grief.

Wasn't this an eighty-year-old hag?

Her face was covered in wrinkles, and her skin sagged.

She was even less attractive than Chao Tianxiang.

"Got it." Cao Mengde's face darkened, and he couldn't even be bothered to say another word.

The ninth Soul Skill.

Healing Hands.

From a good distance away, he used his Soul Power to treat her without touching her.

If she'd been a beauty, Cao Mengde might have treated her with his hands. Since she wasn't, she only deserved treatment from a distance.

That was an old witch even uglier than Chao Tianxiang.

Who could possibly have such extreme tastes?

"Next!"

And so,

Cao Mengde kept treating the patients in line.

Until dusk, when the sun sank in the west.

Tang Hao, who had been standing at the very back of the line the whole time, watched the queue grow shorter and shorter, and excitement began to stir in his heart.

It was finally his turn.

Carrying Tang San, Tang Hao entered the consultation room.

He hurried to place Tang San on the examination bed in the room.

Seeing that it was Tang Hao,

Cao Mengde hastily spoke up to stop him.

"Wait."

"That bed is for women. Don't go breaking my rules. Put Tang San on the bed in the hall outside."

Anxious to save his son,

Tang Hao could only do as Cao Mengde instructed.

Wasn't that right?

The bed in the consultation room was his battlefield. How could he let Tang San lie on it?

Cao Mengde went to the hall.

He made a show of examining Tang San and saw him trembling all over in pain, his face twisted. Cao Mengde couldn't help feeling delighted.

You little punk.

Serves you right to suffer.

Enjoy the pain.

Then,

he looked at Tang Hao and said mildly,

"Go back."

Tang Hao was instantly furious.

"Healing the sick and saving lives is the duty of you Healing System Soul Masters."

"I waited in line all day, and you're telling me to go back?"

Cao Mengde gave him an annoyed glare.

"Why are you getting so worked up?"

"If I'm telling you to go back, I naturally have my reasons."

"Otherwise, I can't treat Tang San's illness."