Chapter 5: Invitation from the Dead Party

  Just as Han Ankang was about to go out and avoid the storm, Li Zongwei, who had gone abroad with his parents after graduating from university, suddenly called him to have some free time to play in South Korea. Of course, this is not the reason why Li Zongwei invited him, the main reason is that the kid encountered a problem at work and asked for help from Han Ankang, who was good at acupuncture and massage. He promised that as long as Han Ankang agreed to go and help, all the procedures for going abroad would be handled for him.

  Han Ankang, who had no excuse, quickly explained to the village chief of Hui Long Village that the clinic might need to be closed temporarily for a while. Fortunately, during this period, all the minor illnesses in the villagers were cured by Han Ankang. The village chief also knew that during this time, Han Ankang was indeed too exhausted, receiving so many patients who came to seek medical treatment every day.

  He was a rural doctor, and the entire clinic had only him. To see so many patients from all over who came to seek medical attention, even an iron man would be exhausted.

  It's clear that Han Ankang is not a person who likes to tell lies, the village chief said with a smile. This period of time has been too hard on him, and he should take a good rest. Besides, at his age, it's not suitable for him to stay in the village every day. It's worth noting that since Han Ankang returned to the village after graduation, many enthusiastic aunties in the village have introduced blind dates to him, but they were all rejected by Han Ankang.

  The village chief has always wanted Han Ankang to settle down after getting married, and is also worried about Han Ankang's lifelong major event. Now let Han Ankang go out more, maybe he will meet the right girl, it's not certain. Therefore, the village chief specially entrusted Han Ankang not to hurry back, and have a good time playing outside for a while.

  When his sworn brother told Han Ankang that the procedures for going abroad had been completed, Han Ankang finished diagnosing and treating the patients who came to visit him overnight, and then he packed a few sets of clean clothes in an overnight bag, hung up a wooden sign saying "Out on business, temporarily closed" and locked the door of the clinic before leaving Hui Long Village.

  Because he had previously entrusted the village chief, during his absence from home, to take care of his house and also inform the patients who came to seek medical treatment. He indeed had some urgent matters that required him to go out for a while, hoping that these patients would wait until he returned before coming to see him again. As for this, Han Ankang thought to himself that he had done enough to be benevolent and righteous!

  Han Ankang, who arrived in the town overnight and stayed at a random inn for one night, took the bus to the provincial city early the next morning. After arriving in the provincial city, he went to the travel agency his best friend told him about and handed over his identification information. Soon, he received a tourist visa with his name and photo on it.

  With this tourist visa, Han Ankang arrived at the airport in the provincial capital, picked up his plane ticket booked by his dead party with his ID card, and boarded a flight to South Korea. Although it was his first time abroad, because Han Ankang's city is a place where Chinese Koreans live.

  When he was young, Han Kang learned some Korean from several ethnic Koreans in his village. He had no problem communicating with South Koreans in spoken language. Especially since the friend who invited him to travel to South Korea is also an ethnic Korean, and during his university days, his parents' business had already expanded to South Korea.

  Compared to his parents who immigrated to South Korea for business, he is relatively patriotic, but he is unwilling to change his nationality. However, in order to take care of his parents, he eventually chose to work in South Korea after graduation to be closer to them.

  When Han Ankang arrived at the airport terminal and got his own plane ticket, he found that it was still a business class ticket. He knew that his dead party had been shouting about going home every day, and he must have mixed well in South Korea. Moreover, his parents were in South Korea, running a small-scale foreign trade import and export company, and it was normal to spend some money.

  It's been over a year since graduation, and his best friend from the dormitory, who had gone abroad, hadn't seen each other once. Han Ankang also thought it was okay to come out occasionally. Although he liked a quiet life, Han Ankang asked himself if he lacked the passion that young people should have.

  Moreover, when contacting this dead party over the phone, the other party always boasts about having met some famous South Korean star, saying that so-and-so's face in real life is not as good-looking as on TV, and so on. Han Ankang can only laugh it off. Because of this guy, although he dislikes the hypocrisy and arrogance of Koreans, he is actually a fan of Korean pop culture.

  Of course, he was referring to those South Korean beauties who were mostly manufactured. In short, in Han Kang's eyes, that guy was a contradictory figure. Whatever words came out of his mouth, he could make sense of both the good and the evil.

  To put it simply, the fundamental reason why he could be so close to this dead party is that in school, Han Ankang was a silent watermelon, while this dead party was a chatterbox. Describing this overseas roommate with other dead parties, it's like Tang Monk reincarnated and would still have to admit defeat when meeting him.

  Because Han Ankang never got tired of his nagging, after four years of getting along with each other, that guy actually regarded Han Ankang as the most intimate dead party. But Han Ankang was very clear that for that classmate, perhaps a qualified listener's identity was more suitable than a dead party.

  He got the ticket and dialed his best friend's phone number. Before he could even say a word, the other end of the line burst into laughter: "Haha, Anzi, you must be at the airport now! Did you get your ticket? When are you arriving in Seoul? I'll come pick you up myself! It's been a year since we last met, and I've really missed you to death!"

  "This period of time in South Korea, I've been speaking Korean with those Koreans all the time, and I'm worried that if this goes on for too long, I'll forget my native language. Alas! You don't know how tiring it is to struggle in a foreign land! But you're a good kid, knowing that I'm lonely here by myself, and willing to cross the ocean to come see me!"

  A string of confusing words, and Han Ankang also frowned, sighing: "Wei Ge, can you calm down for a bit? I called to tell you that I've arrived at the provincial airport.

  "Remember to pick me up at the airport on that side later, otherwise I'll be unfamiliar with Seoul and with this little money on me, I can only sleep on the streets. And you little brat, have you gone crazy? Why did you book a business class ticket for me again? You're burning money like it's going out of style!"

  The guy opposite, still talking non-stop, perhaps startled by Han Ankang's address, hurriedly said: "I'm telling you, Xiao Anzi, I remember we agreed that we wouldn't call each other 'Wei Ge'. My name is Li Zongwei, if you want to call me, call me Zong Ge or Li Ge, never mention Wei Ge again."

  "Good fellow, you're a fine young man, how can you take the same name as that thing? Remember, if you dare to call yourself this title when you come over here, believe me, I'll kick you out onto the streets!"

  He was afraid that others would call him "Wei Ge", if not close friends, who would dare to be called by whom. Because of this nickname, the boy had several intense conflicts with some male students in school. Therefore, every time Han Ankang wanted to shut him up, the two words "Wei Ge" were undoubtedly the best killer.

  As for Li Zongwei's warning, Han Ankang curled up a smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Let's see how you perform!"

  Facing Han Ankang's faint response, Lee Chong Wei, who was in a physiotherapy office in Seoul, also had a helpless expression. Actually, his name was quite well-gotten, and the nickname "Wei Ge" was also intentionally shouted by a group of high school classmates who didn't get along with him to annoy him.

  He never thought he would enter university, and coincidentally, a female classmate from the same high school also entered his university. As a result, during a meal with dormitory mates, Li Zongwei accidentally met that female classmate. To his surprise, she called out his nickname.

  This led to Li Zongwei being extorted countless times by his roommates, including Han Ankang, over the four years because of this nickname. If not for his family's wealth, it is estimated that just treating these roommates to meals would have exhausted his university living expenses.

  After finishing the call, Han Ankang went through security checks and entered the waiting room as the flight departure time approached. With a simple travel bag containing a few sets of clothes, a small sewing kit, and two dried wild ginseng plants, Han Ankang embarked on his first overseas trip in his life.

  Unlike others who would be nervous on their first trip abroad, Han Ankang was exceptionally calm. After boarding and sitting down, he began browsing a thick medical book. He didn't even notice when a young girl wearing a duck-billed cap and sunglasses sat down beside him. His serious reading posture also piqued the interest of some people in business class.

  As for other people's curiosity, Han Ankang, who was immersed in the ocean of medicine, was completely ignorant. Even the beautiful flight attendants who provided meal services couldn't help but be hesitant to disturb him and ask if he wanted to eat something.

  It wasn't until Han Ankang suddenly heard a voice asking "Are you a doctor?" next to his ear that he came out of the book, looking around somewhat dazedly and feeling that this question might have been asked by the girl who had sat down beside him at some unknown time. He replied uncertainly: "Were you just asking me?"

  Although the girl's entire face can't be seen, with Han Ankang glancing at her casually, it can be seen that this girl has a great figure. In the words of Wei Ge, girls with such figures, as long as they don't look too terrifying, basically score 85 points or higher. Girls who reach this score, if they have a not-too-terrifying face, can be called beauties.

  Never thought that she, a beauty who had never been ignored by boys to this extent, looked very depressed but still nodded her head, indicating that what was said earlier was indeed her question. Because the girl found out that although the boy was wearing ordinary clothes, his calm and composed temperament was much stronger than many boys she had seen before.

  This somewhat idle and carefree temperament shouldn't be present in such a lively young person. It was precisely this unique temperament that led the girl who had just decided not to speak on the plane to Seoul, fearing others would recognize her identity, to unexpectedly ask Han Ankang a question.

  After all, a boy of this age holding a "Traditional Chinese Medicine Dictionary" that would give him a headache after reading for a few minutes can be so engrossed in it. If he's not going to be a doctor, what is he going to be?