The Supreme Doctor in the City

Under the blazing summer sun, Zhao Feng walked along the country path.

He exhaled deeply, gazing at the small village ahead, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart.

“At last, I’m back,” Zhao Feng murmured to himself.

A year ago, Zhao Feng had been just a high school junior. By pure chance, he encountered someone who would change his life forever.

That event altered the entire course of Zhao Feng’s existence.

He glanced up at the sky, then into the distance where the clouds gathered, his eyes burning with hatred.

Clenching his fists, he muttered, “Immortal Gate, I will return—sooner or later!”

It was a summer a year ago when Zhao Feng, beaten half to death by a gang of thugs, was saved by a woman of breathtaking beauty.

She brought him into a mysterious world called the Immortal Gate.

The sun was high, and sweat streamed down Zhao Feng’s face as he surveyed his surroundings—just a shaded path, no one in sight.

He pulled off his shirt, wiping sweat from his forehead. As he looked toward the distant village, a smile played at his lips.

Suddenly, a woman’s scream startled him.

Turning quickly, he saw a beautiful young matron, her cheeks flushed, staring at him in embarrassment.

Zhao Feng blinked in surprise. “Sister Xiaoyun?”

Her face crimson, she stammered, “Xiaofeng? You’re back?”

He rubbed his nose awkwardly—for Wang Xiaoyun’s trousers were only half-pulled up, exposing her pale, bare skin.

When Wang Xiaoyun realized Zhao Feng had seen her, she let out another startled cry and