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Chapter 7 Binhai, here I come!

Huang Xiaolong walked out of the ambulance car with Song Yuru's hand. Song Yuru quickly blushed and gently broke away, her pink face burning.

Huang Xiaolong grinned. Song Yuru's little hands were so smooth and tender that they could be called soft and had a lingering fragrance.

At this time, Hong Quantao, Zou Shi, and a large group of plainclothes officers surrounded him directly.

"Mysterious Doctor, how are you?" Hong Quantao and Zou Shi asked in unison.

Although they were impressed by Huang Xiaolong's medical skills, to be honest, their hearts stopped beating. If this could be cured, it would be amazing.

"Uh~~It's going well." Huang Xiaolong didn't want to attract attention, so he answered without comment.

Just at this moment, the sound of the train station rang out-

"My friend of passengers, the terminal station of this train is about to arrive. Please organize your luggage items in advance, wait to get off at both ends of the carriage, and remind you to check again whether your items are still on the luggage rack, on the coat hook, and under the seat, so as not to get the wrong or lose it in panic..."

"Ah! I finally arrived at Binhai!" Huang Xiaolong was a little excited and walked quickly towards his car.

Back at the carriage, the train had slowed down and stood by the station. Huang Xiaolong picked up the canvas bag on his seat.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, I got off the car, I called the driver to come over. Wherever you go, I will send you there." Hong Quantao said attentively.

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not greedy for these small gains. Don't worry about me, go your own way, there will be a period of time later. Then, have you added me on WeChat? If you have any business, just contact me directly on WeChat."

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi have seen countless people and have classified Huang Xiaolong as "Essentials".

As laity, they are usually mavericks. If you openly curry favor, you may backfire and have to adopt roundabout tactics, so they dare not be too entangled. Fortunately, they added Huang Xiaolong’s WeChat.

"Hey~~ Huang Xiaolong, didn't you say that your biggest hobby is catching ghosts? Why are your medical skills so powerful?" At this time, Song Yuru's view of Huang Xiaolong had changed drastically. The train was about to stop, so she was actually reluctant to leave.

"Oh... medical skills? In fact, in addition to catching ghosts, I have many talents and skills... Not only medical skills, but also piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qimen Dunjia... I am all outstanding." Huang Xiaolong said as if nothing had happened. There was no exaggeration in his tone, as if he was just stating the facts in plain manner.

After saying this, the train was standing by the station, and the passengers on the train rushed to get off.

Huang Xiaolong also quickly got out of the car in three or two steps.

"Where are you going now?" Song Yuru pushed her suitcase and walked side by side on the platform with Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at Song Yuru and found that his eldest wife was not only beautiful but also had a good figure. Under the hem of the skirt, two beautiful legs like mutton fat jade radiated with dazzling luster under the sunlight. She looked quiet and elegant.

Song Yuru's cheeks were hot by Huang Xiaolong's burning gaze, but she couldn't feel any disgusting in her heart. She said coquettishly. "Where are you asking you, why are you staring at me!"

"Big wife, you are so beautiful. I, I want to find my uncle." Huang Xiaolong accelerated his pace to leave the station.

"Damn, don't go so fast... wait for me!" Song Yuru chased after her, a hint of resentment flashing through her beautiful eyes, and she was angry... 'You just left like that? You still say loudly, your wife, you don't even give me a contact information, is it interesting for you to do this!"

Seeing Huang Xiaolong gradually moving away, she couldn't catch up with him, Song Yuru finally couldn't hold it in and shouted, "Hey! Huang Xiaolong! What is your WeChat account!"

This call made everyone from all directions shocked! I was stunned! I was stunned! I was stunned!

Damn, a top school beauty, she actually asked a man dressed in a farmer for a WeChat account in public! Is this the rhythm of the offer?

Huang Xiaolong paused and turned around, with a smile on his face that was confused with laziness and playfulness. "Big wife, we are the fate of a mandarin duck butterfly, so there is no need to leave a contact information. We will always meet again. Believe me and believe in fate. Okay, I'm leaving. By the way, your legs look very good. Next time you meet, if you wear fishing net stockings, black stockings, etc., then you will be 100 points..."

After saying that, Huang Xiaolong walked vigorously and soon disappeared from Song Yuru's sight.

"Fate? I'm so angry that my baby!" Song Yuru was so angry that she was so angry that she was itchy.

There have always been only men asking her for a WeChat account, but she disdains or refuses politely. This time, she took the initiative to ask the man for a WeChat account, but she was rejected instead!

This is the first time Song Yuru was rejected by a man for the first time!

"Huang Xiaolong! I will strangle you to death next time I meet!" Song Yuru stamped her feet.

But soon, Song Yuru took out her cell phone, opened the album, and there was a photo inside, which turned out to be Huang Xiaolong!

Uh~~ This was a sneak shot by Song Yuru on the train while Huang Xiaolong was not paying attention.

Looking at Huang Xiaolong's photo, Song Yuru's exquisite jade face stretched out, her eyes became more gentle, and she muttered to herself, "I hope... I can see you again."

In fact, Huang Xiaolong refused to tell Song Yuru about his WeChat account and any contact information, not to show off or to play hard to get. The so-called life of the mandarin duck butterfly is indeed true, not Huang Xiaolong was lying nonsense!

Once a man and a woman with a mandarin duck and butterfly meets each other, she will inevitably fall in love. Being a couple is a natural result. This is the natural law of the laws of heaven and earth. In other words, it is difficult for Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru to have no intersection in the future!

When Huang Xiaolong left the station, a heat wave mixed with the salty smell of sea water hit him.

When I looked up, I saw that the skyscrapers were lined up one by one, with vehicles passing by and pedestrians coming and going on the crisscrossing streets.

This is the Binhai City with sensuality, singing and singing every night, and beautiful women!

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and the sun is intoxicating!

The beach, the coconut forest, the charming scenery is intoxicating!

Damn, the magnificent and bright lights here are not comparable to those of the small villages in the mountains!

"Hey~~Binhai, I'm here!" Huang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and murmured. "I feel a lot of unclean things... This is the rhythm of continuous business and daily gold making money!"

Huang Xiaolong took out his cell phone and dialed a number as he walked.

This is his uncle's mobile phone number. This time when he came to Binhai City, Huang Xiaolong was about to settle down at his uncle's place first.

The phone is on-

"Hey~ Xiaolong, your uncle is not in Binhai now, but you have the address and the door key, so you can go there yourself. You are so old, I believe you can take good care of yourself. Okay, let's not talk about it, my uncle is busy and I'm dead."

"Uh~~~~~" Huang Xiaolong was speechless.

Put away your phone, take out a wrinkled piece of paper from the canvas bag, and the address is written on it-

“No. 18, Building 4, Huahu Street, Lizhi District”

"Uncle is too irresponsible to me, right?" Huang Xiaolong shook his head gently.

Although he studied in Binhai City when he was a child and stayed at his uncle's house, but time has changed and he has long remembered where Lizhi District is, and even more so, where Huahu Street is...

At this moment, a black BYD F3 stopped in front of Huang Xiaolong.

A buzz cutter popped out of the cab, "Brother, where are you going? I'll send you there."

"Uh~~~This... I want to ask, how much does it cost to go to Huahu Street, Lizhi District?" Huang Xiaolong asked politely.

"Lichee area? It's quite far from here, so it's 100 yuan." The middle-aged man with a buzz cut grinned.

"100 yuan? It's so expensive!" Huang Xiaolong said in surprise.

"Brother, this is your first time in Binhai? Is it expensive for 100 yuan? I tell you, if you take a taxi, you can't get off the car without 200 yuan." Banbuhou smiled with a silly smile. "Brother, get in the car, my cliff won't cheat you."

This time Huang Xiaolong came out and didn't bring much money. Before he made money, he naturally saved some of it.

100 yuan, too expensive!

"Forget it, I'll take the bus or subway." Huang Xiaolong was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong stared at the rear seats of the BYD F3.

I saw a woman in white sitting in the back seat!

The woman in white looked pale, her skin on her face was ulcerated, her hair was almost like straw, her tongue was stretched out at least one meter long, and she hit a small black umbrella with her eyes that were several inches of protruding from her eye sockets and looked straight ahead.

‘I’ll go… This driver is so lucky. He is driving a female ghost...’ Huang Xiaolong looked at the middle-aged man with pity on the board.

The woman in white is naturally a ghost, but she does not belong to the wronged soul or the evil spirit. Generally speaking, this kind of ghost has little resentment and is afraid of the sun, so she will not come out to swim easily during the day.

However, if you hold an umbrella, you won’t be afraid of the sunshine.

Of course, it does not take the initiative to move forward, and black car drivers cannot see it.

"Brother, you don't know the road and take the bus and subway, and you can't get there at all. Come on, get on the bus, and I will give you another 20 yuan discount." The buzz cutter shouted. "80 yuan!"

"Then... OK..." Huang Xiaolong opened the rear door and went in.

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Chapter completed!
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