"It's them. Keep an eye on them. Our chance to make a fortune is here," Wang Yao said.
"Master, there are flies outside," Chen Ying said.
"Don't worry about them," Wang Yao said.
The old man was still coughing.
Night gradually fell and shrouded the earth. No one knew how many people would die in the city tonight.
In Jing …
Wang Yao left after having dinner at his second aunt's house. This time, he didn't let Chen Ying wait outside. He took a taxi back.
At night, Chen Ying was practicing Kung Fu in the yard.
"Do you practice at night?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, I've been busy these days. I want to make up for it," she said with a smile.
Since the last time she handed over her family's martial arts to Wang Yao, he actually made appropriate modifications. She practiced according to the modified method, and the result was even better than before. This surprised her very much. One must know that martial arts were things that had been accumulated for thousands of years. It was easy to innovate, but it was extremely difficult to do it. For a sect like the one she belonged to, which had a long history of inheritance, those things were passed down from generation to generation. They were all unique skills created by those amazing people. Not to mention modifying them, it was already very difficult to be able to practice them. However, this person actually modified them, and the effect after the modification was very good. It was as if this martial arts was created by him.
Through this period of practice, she found that her bottleneck in the past few years showed signs of loosening. This meant that she was very likely to go further. She remembered her master once said that it was very difficult to go further in Kung Fu. In addition to her own efforts, she couldn't obtain a trace of opportunity. Otherwise, she might be stuck at this level for years or even for a lifetime. Not everything in the world could be achieved by hard work. For example, no matter how hard you worked, it was impossible to surpass Mr. Ma in wealth.
She originally wanted to tell her master about this matter, but later changed her mind.
"Well, your Kung Fu seems to have improved a little," Wang Yao said after looking at her for a while.
"Yes, I feel that my bottleneck shows signs of loosening. Thank you very much."
"Don't mention it," Wang Yao said with a smile.
He did not disturb Chen Ying and returned to his room.
Chen Ying practiced in the courtyard until late at night before he went to rest.
On the second day, Wang Yao woke up very early and continued to cultivate in the courtyard, standing there.
Or was it a stance?
Chen Ying was a little surprised.
He stood in the small courtyard for more than an hour and then stopped.
"Sir, what kind of martial arts did you practice just now?"
"It's not really Kung Fu. I just follow my heart," Wang Yao said.
He was only practicing his control of releasing his Internal Breath. He was already in control of the aura between heaven and earth.
"It's rare."
After the meal, they went to the treatment center where Chen Zhou was.
"The setting sun is like blood. When will it return to its homeland?"
In a ward, a young man said these words. He felt like a wanderer who had been away from his hometown for several years.
Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. It was a rare good weather in winter, especially in the capital.
"What's the interval between his attacks recently?"
Sitting in the doctor's office, they could see the condition of the patient through the relevant monitoring equipment. It was not that they wanted to pry into the patient's privacy, but these special patients had to be treated in this way.
"There are signs of the interval between his attacks becoming shorter," the attending doctor in charge of treating Chen Zhou said.
When he said this, he looked at Wang Yao. He knew that his patient's prolonged lucidity was all because of this young man.
This time, if there was a chance, he had to ask Wang Yao what treatment methods he used.
"I'll go and have a look."
"Go straight in?"
"Yes."
"The sky is gray, the snow is boundless, the wind is blowing, the sword is sharp!"
With a clang, the door opened.
"Xiao Zhou?"
"Who are you?" Chen Zhou looked at his sister and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Hmm?"
It started.
"Who are you?"
"People like you don't deserve to know my name."
"OK."
Wang Yao stepped forward. The people behind him did not see him move, but Chen Zhou had fainted on the bed.
"You guys go out first. Chen Ying, stay."
The rest of the people heard him and left.
Wang Yao carefully checked Chen Zhou. Then, he took out the medicine prepared by the doctor and gave it to Chen Zhou to take.
This time, the medicine was different. It added a medicine that could generate Qi and blood and stabilize the soul.
After Chen Zhou took the medicine, Wang Yao first helped him to massage the acupoints to speed up the diffusion and absorption of the medicine. After a while, he took out the set of silver needles and started to treat Chen Zhou. The main place was Chen Zhou's head.
Acupuncture?
This was the first time Chen Ying had seen Wang Yao use acupuncture.
She did not expect Wang Yao to be proficient in acupuncture.
Chen Ying was no stranger to this skill. In fact, she had been fortunate enough to see the two old men perform acupuncture. Although they were old, they were still very steady when they performed acupuncture. At this time, seeing the person in front of her performing acupuncture, her hands were also very steady. This was a reassuring steadiness.
Because Chen Zhou had fainted, he was very well-behaved. There was no obvious reaction to the acupuncture. His breathing was even.
After Wang Yao inserted the needles into Chen Zhou's head, he did not rush to pull them out. Instead, he twisted and rubbed them to stimulate the acupoints.
This was the special feature of acupuncture.
Hmm!
Chen Zhou, who was in a coma, suddenly twitched his body and frowned.
Chen Ying could not help but worry when she saw this. She stared at her brother. Seeing that it was just a sudden reaction and then his body went back to normal, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"He is using acupuncture. It is different from the last treatment." Wang Yao's treatment process could be seen very clearly through the monitoring in the room.
"It is different."
In fact, these people were very eager to figure out Wang Yao's treatment method. However, they knew that Chen Ying's identity was not ordinary. Based on Chen Ying's attitude towards Wang Yao, they could guess that Dr. Wang's identity was not ordinary. Therefore, some special methods could not be used.
"I can't see it clearly."
"This is acupuncture. Even if you see it on the spot, you may not be able to learn it."
Although they said that, they still tried hard to watch, trying to learn something. For this reason, they specially called the two best Chinese medicine doctors in the treatment center.
"No."
After watching, they shook their heads, indicating that they could not learn anything.
In the ward, after the acupuncture treatment, Wang Yao gently patted the top of Chen Zhou's head.
Chen Zhou, who was lying in the hospital bed, slowly woke up. His eyes became clear again.
"Sister, when did you come?"
"I just arrived."
"I have a relapse again." Chen Zhou was about to get up.
"Lie down first," Wang Yao said.
"You must be Dr. Wang, right?"
"That's me."
"Thank you," Chen Zhou said very sincerely.
"How do you feel?"
"My head hurts a little. It is a little swollen."
"This is normal. It will be better in a while."
Wang Yao left the ward, leaving the sister and brother alone.
"Sister, I made you worry."
"Don't say such things in the future," Chen Ying said.
Her brother was her only family in the world. Naturally, she would try her best to treat his illness.
"This Dr. Wang is so young!"
When he was awake, he had heard his sister talk about all kinds of miraculous things Dr. Wang had done.
"This time, I think he is more likely to cure your illness," Chen Ying said.
"Really?" Chen Zhou asked.
In fact, he did not have much hope for his illness, but Wang Yao did give him hope. He did not know what he was like when he was unconscious. He only had some fragments in his mind. When he was awake, he was very clear that this state was really good.
Life was not afraid of darkness as long as the sun could rise as usual.
After chatting with her brother for a while, Chen Ying was ready to leave.
She also wanted to chat with Chen Zhou for a while, but Wang Yao had been waiting outside the whole time.
"I will come to see you when I have time."
"Okay, sister, you have to take care of your health."
"Okay."
After leaving the treatment center, Chen Ying's mood was obviously much better.
"The day after tomorrow, we will come again."
"Okay," Chen Ying hurriedly replied.
In Dao, thousands of miles away …
In an alley, a person was lying in a pool of blood.
"Tell me, what is going on? How many cases have there been this month?"
The policemen present kept silent. No one wanted to be unlucky at this time, especially since the person was their boss' boss.
After shouting, the person got in the car and left.
"Hey, what's the use of shouting at us?"
"Soon, I think he will shout at the captain soon."
"What's the use? The problem can't be solved."
"What the hell? This is already the fifth one. What kind of person has come to Dao? Could it be a serial killer?" one of the men asked.
"During the crackdown, he still dares to commit crimes. He is bold."
The continuous vicious incidents in the past few days had made the people in the city panic. After all, such a thing had not happened in a long time.
In a bar somewhere …
Several men gathered together.
"Brother, why don't we earn this money?"
"Nonsense, you have to be alive to earn it," the strong man sitting in the middle said.
He had unintentionally witnessed a terrifying scene.
A black shadow flashed by. Then, someone fell to the ground with his hand covering his neck.
It was so fast.
Some money could be earned, but some money could not be earned.
"I heard he added friends!"
"Tens of millions!"
"Hey, don't talk about it."
The underground forces in Dao were like sharks that smelled blood. They all moved. Some people were not afraid of death, and some people were specially sitting on the edge of the knife and licking the blood.
"Where is it?"
"Just in front."
"Cheer up, all of you. We are definitely not alone this time."
In a house somewhere in Dao …
"Master, there are a lot of flies."
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