Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

"Boy, I'm giving you a chance, get out of here quick, or you'll regret it!"

"Tsk tsk, Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie, even though you are my elder, I have to ask you, with these actions of yours, can you face your Zhang Family ancestors with dignity? Can you face the village chief?" Xia Liu said, stamping his foot on the ground, leaving an imprint that sank into the stone.

Though Zhang Xiaoxue was an adopted daughter picked up by the old village head, she was also his heir, and this house absolutely could not be lost.

The shattered stones surprised both Zhang Tie and Mo Li, wondering what kind of strength it would take to crush stones like that...

While the two of them were still in shock, Zhang Xiaoxue hurriedly ran through the courtyard gate and grabbed Xia Liu, "Brother Xia Liu, don't be impulsive, I don't want this house anymore, not anymore!"

"Brother Xia Liu?" Zhang Tie and his wife muttered to each other, both seeing the surprise in the other's eyes, recognizing that the one called by Zhang Xiaoxue in such a manner could only be that cursed Xia Liu from the Xia Family!

"Xiaoxue, this house is yours, and you should take it back. It didn't matter that you couldn't do anything about it before, but now I'm here, and no one can bully you."

"Brother Xia Liu, can we just go back, please? I don't want to stay here." Seeing the determined look on Xia Liu's face, Zhang Xiaoxue's eyes reddened slightly, knowing that even if she could take back the house now, she wouldn't want to live here anymore.

"It's so early in the morning and so noisy, can't a person get some rest!" During the stalemate, a girl around seventeen or eighteen years old came out of the house, still wearing her pajamas, and they were of the thin silk type, the round shape transparent and clear.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoxue was standing in the courtyard, Zhang Xiaoman immediately became angry, "Zhang Xiaoxue, what are you doing at my place, hurry up and scram back to that cursed place!"

"Zhang Xiaoman, is it? I haven't seen you in years, and besides your mouth getting dirtier, you haven't changed at all. Seems you've truly inherited your mother's traits." When the word 'cursed' was mentioned, anger flared up inside Xia Liu, but he quickly calmed down, otherwise he didn't know what he might do.

"Hmph, you must be in cahoots with Zhang Xiaoxue, huh? Thinking you can show up here and cause a scene after sleeping with her for a few nights, how foolish." Zhang Xiaoman was very angry, but she didn't swear. Instead, with one sentence, she managed to impale both Xia Liu and Zhang Xiaoxue, showing a level of venom that was incomparable.

"Heh, it really is true that like mother, like daughter, your family is certainly alike." Xia Liu indeed realized that a somewhat educated poisonous woman had her own unique way of cursing people.

"You Xia Family brat, no matter the reason, I won't move out of here. If you want to fight, then come on, don't think you can ignore the village just because you've been away for a few years." Although somewhat afraid of Xia Liu, Zhang Tie had his own cunning plan: to stubbornly refuse to leave. Xia Liu wouldn't dare to kill, would he?

"Zhang Xiaoxue, it really is unexpected, your charm should have been worth more, how many people have you slept with? Call them all out, I'm standing right here today, do you dare to kill someone?"

"Mom, I'm so scared, what if a few dozen people come?"

Staring at Zhang Xiaoxue, the venomous-tongued Mo Li and Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help but sneer coldly.

"Say that again if you dare!" Xia Liu's face turned ice-cold instantly—he could ignore insults aimed at him, but he couldn't tolerate the repeated humiliation of Zhang Xiaoxue.

Seeing the beast-like look in Xia Liu's eyes, Zhang Tie's family was so frightened that they involuntarily stepped back.

"Brother Xia Liu, I don't want to stay here, not even for a moment, can we please go back?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaoxue, who was holding back tears, Xia Liu nodded his head. As he left, he didn't forget to look back with a cold laugh, "What goes around comes around, you'll get what's coming to you eventually."

"Cut it out, just a naive young fool. Oh right, dad, you said he's from the Xia Family, it wouldn't be that cursed…" Xiaoman's eyes shifted, voicing her doubts as she watched Xia Liu and Zhang Xiaoxue leave.

Back at home with Zhang Xiaoxue, her suppressed emotions completely collapsed, and the tears flowed freely.

"Xiaoxue, it's my fault for being impulsive, I worried you."

"It's not your fault, Brother Xia Liu, I'm so happy, it makes me really happy that you stood up for me."

Leaning on Xia Liu's chest, Zhang Xiaoxue's sobs grew louder.

A few minutes later, Xia Liu finally managed to calm Zhang Xiaoxue down. He was somewhat helpless against a woman's tears.

"Xiaoxue, do you remember our agreement? I've found a way to get Zhang Tie's family to apologize and admit their wrongs to you."

"What is it?"

"Leading the villagers to wealth!"

Zhang Xiaoxue looked at Xia Liu in shock, she had thought it was just a joke at first, but seeing his serious face, she couldn't think further.

She knew Xia Liu's intentions. If she could improve the villagers' lives and make them prosperous, Zhang Tie's family would definitely become anxious. They would want to have a better standard of living like the other villagers and would have to come and lick her boots begging for her help.

But as good as the idea was, leading the development of a poor mountain village that was faced with restrictions everywhere was virtually an impossible task.

"Xiaoxue, you don't have to do anything, I will complete this task. I'm going to make you breakfast." Xia Liu said with a faint smile, walking into the kitchen in the courtyard. The so-called kitchen was just stones arranged in a square with wooden planks and roof tiles on top.

"Brother Xia Liu, don't…" Zhang Xiaoxue wanted to stop Xia Liu, but it was too late, he had already entered the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xia Liu looked at everything in front of him, his expression changing, as the pot didn't even have a trace of oil, and there was only half a bowl of white rice in the pressure cooker.

"Xiaoxue, how long has it been since you last had meat?"

"Uh, uh... that's all right, look at how fit I am, not a bit of excess fat, I don't even need to diet." Zhang Xiaoxue laughed foolishly, pushing out her plump flesh, trying to gloss over the matter.