"There are no more patients?" A cold voice came from the figure in front of the stone table.
Zhou Ze looked around and saw this man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute expression, and dressed in green clothes. To anyone, he looked like a righteous young knight in the world.
But it was this man who seemed to be a young martial artist who held his whole family hostage and forced himself to treat him at the risk of his own life.
Zhou Ze was filled with hatred in his heart, but he did not dare to show any of it on his face. He replied honestly and respectfully: "Yes, the patient has just been treated. I will make a soup for you right now."
The man in green nodded: "Go."
In fact, it was not Zhou Ze's turn to cook the medicine, and his son Zhou Qing could handle it.
But a few days ago, the man in front of him suddenly came to his home and directly took Zhou Ze's daughter-in-law Tang Huaping hostage.
Zhou Qing was young and energetic. When he saw his pregnant wife being held hostage, how could he possibly endure it? He wanted to fight her to the death.
Needless to say the results.
Facing a second-rate master, Zhou Qing, who had never practiced martial arts before, was severely injured, with countless bones broken throughout his body.
Now, although Zhou Qing's life is safe after Zhou Ze's treatment, it will take half a year to recover from his injuries.
The decoction that can cure the internal injuries of martial arts masters cannot be cooked by just simmering it in a pot. It requires a little knowledge of pharmacology and control of the heat.
Therefore, daughter-in-law Tang Huaping was unable to do anything about cooking the medicine, so it had to fall into Zhou Ze's hands.
But precisely because of this, he was given the opportunity to drug him this time.
When we got to the kitchen, our daughter-in-law Tang Huaping was making lunch. The pregnant young woman looked at her father-in-law, her face full of worry and fear: "Father-in-law."
"It's okay, you can continue cooking." Zhou Ze nodded to her, gave her a reassuring look, then raised the stove and began to cook the soup.
Cooking medicine is a time-consuming task.
The medicine here is only half cooked, and Tang Huaping's rice is already ready. She took it out to the man in green to eat first.
Zhou Ze continued to stay in the kitchen. Taking advantage of the opportunity when no one was around, he took out the prepared Qibuxiang from his arms and poured it into the medicinal ingredients.
Watching the powder dissolve into the thick black and bitter decoction, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.
Continue to add the medicinal ingredients in order, and after a while, the bowl of soup is finally ready.
However, Zhou Ze did not take it out immediately. Instead, he estimated the time. After waiting for a while, he felt that it was almost the time when the person outside was most relaxed and sluggish after having a full meal.
Then he poured out the soup and took it out.
"Your medicine is ready."
Zhou Ze put the medicine on the table, then stood aside, his face remained calm as usual, but his heart was beating fast.
The man in Tsing Yi picked up the medicine, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The bitter, pungent smell was the same as before, but he found nothing unusual.
However, he still glanced at Zhou Ze cautiously, but he couldn't see much from the old fox's face, and he looked away after a while.
"You can quit."
The man in green waved his hand, signaling Zhou Ze to leave. After drinking the medicine, he would adjust his breath to heal his injuries. At this time, he didn't want anyone around him.
Zhou Ze turned around obediently. When he turned his head, he saw from the corner of his eye that the man in Tsing Yi had drunk the medicine.
Seeing this, his heart beat faster.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Zhou Ze walked forward, counting carefully in his heart, waiting for the medicine to take effect.
According to previous experiments, around seven steps is when the incense takes effect in the human body. This is also the origin of the name Qibuxiang.
However, he had only reached the fifth step when suddenly, he saw the man in green next to him suddenly waved his sleeve, and the medicine bowl on the table crashed to the ground.
Zhou Ze heard the movement and quickly turned his head.
Then I saw the pale face of the man in green twisting in an instant, his eyes filled with violent murderous intent, and he roared: "How dare you poison me."
As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword on his waist, jumped up, and raised the sword to stab Zhou Ze.
Facing a sudden attack by a second-rate martial arts master, an ordinary person like Zhou Ze could not dodge and could only watch as the sword pierced his chest.
Plop.
A sharp pain came, and as the sword was drawn out, Zhou Ze's body fell to the ground.
Dr. Zhou’s original judgment was correct.
Even with Lu Xiang, ordinary people like him have no power to resist when faced with real martial arts masters.
Just like now, even if there is a plan. But during implementation, errors still occurred due to strength reasons.
The price is his own life.
Lying on the ground, Zhou Ze looked at the sky, wondering what he was thinking, and his eyes gradually became distracted.
…
Zhou Ze, who had drugged himself, was stabbed to death with a sword. The standing body of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly shook. A feeling of dizziness came from his head, and his limbs began to become weak.
The violent exercise just now had caused the drug to spread in his body, and this was the time when the violence broke out.
"ah--"
At this moment, Tang Huaping, who was washing dishes in the kitchen when he heard the noise, arrived at the door and saw his father-in-law being stabbed to death with a sword. He screamed in fear.
And her voice immediately attracted the attention of the man in Tsing Yi.
At this time, the drug had already taken effect, and the man in Tsing Yi knew clearly that he had been tricked and would probably pass out later.
At this time, if there is still one person left who has a grudge against him, he will definitely die after he passes out of coma.
So he didn't hesitate.
My body is a little dizzy and it's hard to rush forward to kill. But he still raised the long sword supporting his body and threw it towards Tang Huaping, who was screaming.
He threw out this sword with hatred, and it was extremely powerful. It stabbed Tang Huaping in the abdomen in an instant. The huge impact caused her to fly backwards with the baby in her belly, and finally she was nailed to the wall with the sword. .
Painful moans came out, and blood flowed down.
The daughter-in-law of the Zhou family struggled a few times, and finally lowered her head feebly.
Another person was killed, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't give up.
There is one son left in the family. Although he is lying in bed and unable to move, it would be a disaster to keep him.
He planned to remove this last hidden danger.
However, just as he was about to move, an even greater feeling of dizziness came over his body. His steps were swaying like he was drunk, and his eyesight was even darker.
The people in Tsing Yi hurriedly mobilized their internal strength to resist.
But at this moment, a strong gust of wind came from behind. He sensed the danger and wanted to avoid it.
But in this current state, there is no way to escape.
Just as his body turned a little to the side, a strong palm force hit his vest.
Bang.
The terrifying strength was accompanied by a domineering internal force, which directly penetrated the heart of the man in green and cut off his life.
The body shook twice, and the man in green fell to the ground.
The man in green was killed with one palm. Lu Yuan immediately stopped his hand and ran to Zhou Ze next to him.
"Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou."
He picked up Zhou Ze and shouted repeatedly. Doctor Zhou's breath in his arms was weak, and half of his body was already stained with blood.
"Ahem..."
While wandering around the lake, Zhou Ze regained his composure, glanced at Lu Yuan, coughed and asked, "Is that guy dead?"
"died."
"That's good... Xiaoqing... are you okay?"
"He's fine." Lu Yuan looked sad.
"Thank you." After hearing that his son was fine, Zhou Ze relaxed, then looked at his sad friend, pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and said with a smile: "You are right.
In this world, if you don't practice martial arts, you can't even protect your family.
I was wrong, studying medicine is useless. You can save others, but you cannot save yourself.
Can I ask you one more thing? "
"you say."
"Can you help me take care of Xiaoqing?" Hope flashed in Zhou Ze's eyes.
"Don't worry. Xiaoqing is like my younger brother, I will take care of him." Lu Yuan nodded solemnly.
"That's good...that's good..." Zhou Ze had a smile on his lips, but he didn't know when it had stopped breathing.
