Super Medical Genius: Volume 1

By Yu Ye

Five hundred years ago, the most outstanding disciple under the Grand Yi Sect, Zhong Ming, was killed by the Chou Clan's leader, Ouyang Duan, while he was cultivating in seclusion. At this critical moment, Zhong Ming forced out his three souls. Thus, after his three souls had wandered around the world for hundreds of years, in the end, on a pitch-black night, they possessed a body that belonged to Zhong Wentao, who was born on the same day as the son of the next year. From then on, Zhong Wentao was no longer the diaosi Zhong Wentao. He was a genius doctor with superb medical skills. His path of life had skyrocketed. He would beat up the second generation, pick up beauties, take revenge for his blood feud, and become famous throughout the world …

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Oct 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647364137

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CHAPTER 1

The night was as dark as ink, and the sky was dotted with stars.

The branches of the willow trees were swaying in the wind. The wind carried a slight tension in it, and it became fiercer and fiercer.

A young man of about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, wearing ordinary clothes, holding a half-a-pound bottle of Red Star Second Pot in his hand, was walking on the road while swaying his feet.

Suddenly, a car rushed over.

Bam! The young man somersaulted twice in the air and fell to the ground. Blood spurted from his mouth onto the ground, creating a beautiful red flower!

Before he could even say the word 'ruthless', he had already fainted.

And then the car was gone, and who would notice it in the dark?

A mass of 'black air' from an old locust tree beside him drilled into the young man's body!

It's really too hard to find! I've been a ghost for more than 500 years, and I've been waiting for my childhood to come to an end. When that ball of black gas entered the young man's body, it let out a long sigh.

Father... It looks like someone got hit by a car. An eighteen or nineteen year old young girl standing at the entrance of the Ciji Hall just happened to see the car crash.

Don't cause trouble! A man in his fifties rolled his eyes.

Daddy, aren't you a Chinese doctor? Hurry up and save him, and maybe you can even save his life! The girl put down the basin and rushed over.

The girl noticed that the young man was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and his face was pale. Cautiously, she reached for his neck and saw that his arteries were still responding. Not dead!

Gritting her teeth, she used all her strength to help the young man up. Father, you can't be thinking of not saving me when you're about to die, right?

The man shook his head and sighed, You, you have been so kind since you were young, aren't you afraid of being cheated by this kid?

If I were to see him die in front of our 'Ciji Hall', my conscience will not be good! A trace of stubbornness surfaced on the girl's rosy cheeks.

The two of them carried the injured youth to a bed in the center of the 'Ciji Hall'.

After about an hour, the black qi completely took over this body called Zhong Wentao. This lump of black gas was actually a vengeful spirit that had existed for more than five hundred years.

Five hundred years ago, the most outstanding disciple of the Tai Yi Sect was called Zhong Ming. While he was cultivating in seclusion, his enemies barged in and killed him at the most important moment of his breakthrough.

Fortunately, at the moment of his death, he had forced the three souls out, which allowed him to just barely keep a sliver of a wandering soul. These hundreds of years, in order to find a person who was born in the prime of his youth, he had spent a lot of effort. Today, his luck was good, and he had finally found a suitable host.

The host's name was Zhong Wentao, who could be considered to be someone with a bitter fate. Being an orphan since childhood, he was fired from work last month and had been unemployed for a month. He was already to the point that he had no money to eat and no place to sleep, wanting to find his girlfriend Ma Yuanyuan for help. Unexpectedly, he opened the door and saw her naked, rolling in bed with another man.

Sad and indignant, he took out the rest of his money and bought two bottles of red star pot head, and crazily drank it all down. Who knew that he would be so drunk that he would be hit by the speeding car in the dark.

Smelling the faint medicinal fragrance, rubbing his aching head, Zhong Ming slowly woke up.

The pretty girl, who had been guarding on the side, revealed a happy expression and happily shouted to the man beside her: He's awake, he's awake!

The fat man in the white coat frowned and said unhappily: Mind your own business. If this man dies, it will be troublesome. If he doesn't, what will you do?

However, he still walked over, checked Zhong Ming's injuries, and licked his lips: Hmm, this brat is really lucky, even though he was knocked away, only his brain and body were slightly injured.

You're wrong! Zhong Ming suddenly walked down from his bed and swept the pharmacy. He picked up a box of 'silver needles' on a table not far away and took out five six centimeter long silver needles from within, and easily and easily injected it into the 'human acupoints' on the 'temples', the 'Bai Hui Acupoint', the 'Divine Palace' and the 'Er Men Acupoint' on the forehead.

Half of the silver needles entered his brain.

The girl at the side had a face of horror as she covered her mouth and exclaimed, Ah!? How can you insert a silver needle into your head! How painful that must be!

Young Master Ye! The man's expression changed drastically as he shouted loudly. If you want to end your own life, don't die in my clinic. If you want to die, scram outside onto the road. There are plenty of cars that will crash into you there!

Don't be agitated … I'm in acupuncture. As Zhong Ming said this, he used his hands to grip the silver needles and sent a faint stream of Innate Qi into his acupuncture points. Not long later, red spots appeared on the five acupoints.

Ah? Dad, look. Why would there be a red dot? " the girl exclaimed.

Zhong Ming's actions caused the man to be a little shocked. How could this brat pierce through the acupoints with such precision? However, in order to be careful, he had to stop this young brat's crazy actions, and shouted loudly: Stinky brat, acupuncture is not randomly done. If one wasn't done well, it was possible for one to die! If you continue to act recklessly, I will kick you out!

Hmph, to think that you are a Chinese doctor, not even knowing the exquisite 'Five Elements Needle'. Zhong Ming said softly, looking down on the middle-aged man beside him.

When he thought about his previous life, he could be called a saint in medicine due to his outstanding medical skills. However...

Sighing softly, Zhong Ming gently pulled out the five silver needles from his forehead. When the last silver needle left his body, black bruises ran from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth.

Zhong Ming took some toilet paper and wiped off the blood clot. He nodded: Yes, the blood clot should have all been discharged.

Is this the blood clot in your brain that you forced out with a silver needle? The man said in shock.

Un, that's right! Zhong Ming smiled, he scanned the room and found the man's business license. Inside the room was the arrangement of the Chinese medicine room: You are a Chinese doctor, called Zhou Cangzhu?

Yes, little brat. Let me tell you, if not for my daughter Zhou Zihan saving you, you would have died long ago! Zhou Cangzhu sat down on a chair, stuck both hands in front of his chest, and glared at Zhong Ming: I saved your life, think about how you should repay me. Don't talk so much, pay the medical fee.

Daddy, how can you be so realistic! It was a doctor's duty to save people. Zhou Cangzhu's words made Zhou Zihan feel somewhat embarrassed, and he hurriedly said.

Saving people is a natural duty? What the heck! The doctor also wanted to eat. Otherwise, why would I open this' Ciji Hall '? Now the economy is going down and prices are soaring. Furthermore, the number of people looking at TCM is becoming fewer and fewer. My business is becoming more and more difficult. I had to work hard to raise a university student like you, and get up early in the morning because of greed." Zhou Cangzhu was like a woman in the market, blabbering on and on about her hardships.

Daddy, stop it. Sing that eight-hundred-year-old tune of yours again. Zhou Zihan pouted his pink lips and said unhappily.

Listening to her father recite this every day was extremely annoying.

Zhou Cangzhu yawned, then looked at the clock on the wall: It's almost time, we are about to close the door, and you have to pay the medical fee, and then leave.

Zhou Cangzhu did not want to waste his time for one night, he needed to collect some money.

Zhong Ming sat on the side of the bed calmly and took out five yuan from his pocket. This is all my possessions, if you want it, then take it.

Ah, just five dollars? Old Zhou excitedly opened his eyes wide, and tore off the crumpled five yuan from Zhong Ming's hands, My daughter saved your life, yet you only gave her five yuan? Is that all your life is worth?

Dad, don't do this. In fact, all we did was help him in from the road. We don't want money. Zhou Zihan rolled his eyes at his father, and returned the money back to Zhong Ming.

Zhou Cangzhu did not see it that way, and his face flushed red: Hey, who said that's all. I just gave him first aid, carefully checked his wounds, and cleaned them. If it wasn't for me, he would have died a long time ago!

I seem to have done it myself. As for your first aid and careful inspection, isn't that just a casual look? Zhou Zihan seemed to have deliberately wanted to tear down his father's table.

Damned girl, what are you talking about? Are you trying to defeat my clinic? Zhou Cangzhu gasped in anger.

Zhou Zihan didn't care about his father, and said to Zhong Ming: Go, my father is like this, don't bother with him.

However, Zhong Ming didn't leave. He shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: Sorry, I don't have a place to live.

What!? You. Do you still want to stay here? " Zhou Cangzhu felt a pain in his chest, the person in front of him was too shameless. Not only did he not give them the money, he even refused to leave!

"I've been unemployed for more than a month, I only have 5 yuan on me. I originally wanted to find my girlfriend for help, but who knew that she was rolling around in bed with a man tonight. She was almost run over to death by a car just now. Zhong Ming's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and it seemed like he did not want to leave at all.

Oh, my God! You stinking girl, did you hear that? I warned you a long time ago to not be such a good person. Now look, he's burying himself in us!" Zhou Cangzhu excitedly took out a broom from the corner of the wall, wanting to sweep Zhong Ming out.

Zhou Zihan snatched the broom over: Father, what are you doing? It's already so late, so it's okay to let him rest for the night.

Zhong Ming frowned slightly, and said in his heart: My Tai Yi Sect's medical skills are excellent. With just a few pointers, I can let the two of them flourish for their entire lives. How infuriating! However, this girl's kind heart saved me, so we can be considered to have some fate. In the future, I will definitely give her some benefits!

Zhou Zihan blushed and shouted, Father, if you keep acting recklessly, I will get angry! The other party has nowhere to go. He has just been severely injured and his body is weak. Yet, you chased him away and even taught him that he is a physician. Have you forgotten that? We still have a spare room here. If you let him stay here for the night, what can you do?

CHAPTER 2

His daughter's scolding caused Zhou Cangzhu to be stunned for a moment. He then swept his gaze over Zhong Ming, his face pale white, his aura weak. He sighed, Alright, little brat. For my daughter's sake, you can stay the night. Tomorrow morning, you can go back and forth wherever you came from!

Zhou Zihan revealed a face of joy, and said to Zhong Ming: My father agreed to let you live here.

Dad, why are you talking so much today! A red cloud floated up on Zhou Zihan's beautiful face as he quietly glanced at Zhong Ming.

Alright, there is a small room at the back. Daughter, you should take him there. Remember to lock the door tightly. In this world, there are all kinds of people. You must not let your guard down." Zhou Cangzhu swept his eyes across Zhong Ming and instructed.

Under Zhou Zihan's lead, Zhong Ming arrived at the small room at the back. The area it covered was not big, and could put down a bed and a table.

But for Zhong Ming, it was already not bad. Five hundred years ago, as a cultivator, he would often cultivate in his cave, and the conditions there were even worse. However, the current spiritual energy was extremely thin, so it seemed that he had to use medicinal materials to advance his cultivation.

Big Brother Zhong, then rest well. Zhou Zihan revealed his white teeth, and laughed: I saw the ID card in your pocket just now, your name is Zhong Wentao, right?

Zhong Wentao? Zhong Ming was startled, then smiled and said: Yes yes, my name is Zhong Wentao.

Now that I am possessing this body, of course I can only borrow the host's name. Then, I will be called Zhong Wentao in the future.

If you need anything else, you can look for me again. I'll stay next door. Zhou Zihan said a few words and left with a smile.

Looking at the cute and pure Zhou Zihan, who was kind and gentle, Zhong Wentao who had been immersed in his heart for a few hundred years, slowly relaxed.

This little girl's heart isn't bad.

Closing the door, Zhong Wentao meditated on the bed, practicing breathing.

Zhong Wentao only stopped cultivating when dawn broke. He slowly opened his eyes and said, It's been more than five hundred years. Since I, Zhong Wentao, have not died, I will definitely find the person who harmed me and take revenge!

Arriving at the front hall of the 'Ciji Hall', Zhou Cangzhu was currently napping, and he was the only person in the shop. It was so quiet that one could probably hear if a needle was dropped.

Big Brother Zhong, come have breakfast. Zhou Zihan walked out from behind with a bowl and chopsticks in his hands.

Zhou Cangzhu suddenly opened his eyes and said excitedly: Damned girl, what are you eating for breakfast? Didn't I tell the brat to leave early in the morning? Where do I have the free rations to let him eat?

Father, breakfast is just soy milk and youtiao, it doesn't cost much. Big Brother Zhong's body is weak, let's just eat, why are you so heartless? Zhou Zihan rolled his eyes at her father, and snorted.

My silly daughter, you are hopeless. Alright, alright, you brat, hurry up and eat. After eating, hurry up and leave. Don't let the neighbors say that I'm cold-blooded and unfeeling." Zhou Cangzhu sighed, and said quickly.

Hehe, Big Brother Zhong, quickly eat while it's hot. Zhou Zihan immediately stuffed the hot fried dough sticks into Zhong Wentao's hands.

Sigh, foolish daughter! Zhou Cangzhu took a fried dough stick and walked to the main entrance as he shook his head and sighed.

Zhong Wentao took a bite of the fragrant hot fried dough stick and said softly: Thank you.

Right now, there was one thing that troubled him. After eating breakfast, would he really leave the Ciji Hall? However, he had nowhere to go, and the Ciji Hall he was currently in had quite a few medicinal ingredients he needed. This place was also quiet and was suitable for cultivation. Well, I have to find a way to stay.

He scanned the time on the wall. It was almost 10 o'clock, but there were no patients in the 'Ciji Hall'.

Got it. Zhong Wentao's mouth revealed a smile, and said to Zhou Cangzhu who was beside him: How come you don't have any business in your shop?

Who says there's no business? What do you know? It's still early. The patient hasn't woken up yet. The old man glared at him.

Dad, there's only one patient for Ciji Hall this week, stop lying.

Zhou Cangzhu's face reddened, and he rolled his eyes at Zhou Zihan: You stinking girl, why do you always like to take down your father's stage?

I have a way to get patients. Zhong Wentao said with confidence.

You? The old man said in disbelief.

Why don't we make a bet? If I find a patient, I'll stay here and help.

The old man stroked his goatee, revealing a suspicious look, he thought in his heart: What is this kid planning? However, if he really does find a patient, then I won't lose too much.

Alright, I'll give you this chance. But before 12 o'clock, if you can't find a patient, you can't come back. The old man's eyes shone.

Zhou Zihan, who was at the side, spoke up: Dad, two hours is too short, where do you think the Big Brother Zhong should go to find me?

Enough! Zhong Wentao smiled.

He then stuffed all the remaining youtiao in his hand into his mouth and stepped out of the door.

Big Brother Zhong, have you eaten your fill? Why don't you not eat another fried dough stick? Zhou Zihan immediately grabbed the hot fried dough sticks and chased after his.

Wait for me. I'll be back soon. Zhong Wentao turned his head and said indifferently.

Zhong Wentao's words, made her heart feel an inexplicable sweetness.

Girl, hurry up and serve me some porridge. He's just a poor kid, why are you being so nice to him! The old man complained.

Zhou Zihan who was standing at the door did not care about his father, but watched as they crossed the road and walked towards the small park on the other side of the road.

I wonder if he can find a patient? Zhou Zihan said worriedly.

Think about my previous life, how many wealthy families came to find me to treat and I chose to let them see me, yet now I have to find a patient on my own? Zhong Wentao shook his head and laughed, then came to the lush green little park. A few old men were playing chess on the stone benches.

When a person gets old, their physique would weaken, and they would more or less suffer from illness. I just randomly found one or two people to go to the 'Ciji Hall', wouldn't that solve the problem?

However, if I were to recklessly try to recruit people, others would definitely think that I was a swindler and that I had to try to get close to them first.

Chess? There's a way. Zhong Wentao revealed a happy expression.

A small board made up of nine vertical lines and ten horizontal lines, a total of 90 points, for the Black and Red sides 32 pieces to play.

It was a board game with a square inch, but it was filled with schemes and scheming. It was an intellectual game with a strong sense of interest.

The white haired old man on the left continuously fought back against the bald old man on the right and was about to be forced to surrender. Zhong Wentao moved closer to the bald old man's back and gave him some pointers in a small voice.

Immediately, the bald old man went from being dispirited to taking advantage of the situation and finally killed the white-haired old man!

The white-haired old man slapped his chess piece, pointed at Zhong Wentao behind the bald old man, and shouted, "Kid, what are you muttering about behind me?

The bald old man gave the seat to Zhong Wentao, and said to him: Young man, this old man has beaten me for the entire morning. He is extremely arrogant, help me kill off his spirit! If you want to win, I'll treat you to a meal!

Great sir, you are too polite. Actually, I just started learning. I'm much weaker than you guys in terms of technique!" Zhong Wentao said humbly.

Don't be so long-winded, sit down and play chess. If you can beat me, not only will I treat you to a meal, I'll also give you money! The white-haired old man in front of him had a short temper.

After being beaten by the bald old man, he didn't feel good.

He felt that the bald old man had won by a fluke.

Zhong Wentao had no choice but to sit down. The white-haired old man opposite him was sweating in anxiety.

Good boy, this game of yours is too good. In this park, there is no one who can win three rounds from me! The white-haired old man had no choice but to admire him.

The surrounding old men all praised Zhong Wentao endlessly.

Great sir, you are too kind. I was just lucky. Alright, you guys go ahead and play. I still have to go to work! " Zhong Wentao gave up his seat and smiled.

He was here to settle some important matters. If he continued to play like this, it would soon be 12 o'clock.

Lad, where do you work? The bald old man became more familiar with Zhong Wentao and asked.

Oh, I work at the 'Ciji Hall' that isn't too far away.

Where's Old Zhou? He's very stingy. How did he get rich enough to hire helpers?

His business is very quiet. I often see him dozing off alone in the drugstore.

Yeah, right now the Chinese medicine is in decline. Whoever has a headache will first have to look at a western medicine clinic. The Chinese medicine's curative effect is too slow.

The old men began to discuss.

Zhong Wentao coughed and said seriously: Actually everyone has misunderstood Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine has existed for thousands of years in our country and it is very profound. Western medicine is quick to cure, but not cure. The diseases that can be cured by western medicine can be solved by us, the traditional Chinese medicine. Moreover, Chinese medicine can also cure illnesses that Western medicine cannot cure!

Young man, your words are a bit too much! Look at Fifth Lord Zhao on the other side of the wheelchair, his leg muscles are shriveling and it's useless, the people at the hospital said there's no treatment. Can you treat it with Chinese medicine? The white-haired old man pointed at an old man not far away.

Mm, I'll go take a look. Zhong Wentao walked over and checked Fifth Lord Zhao's legs.

Fifth Lord Zhao's leg was numb, but he could still see it through: No treatment, the professors at the Yan Jing's main hospital said that my leg is crippled, I have thought it through. As long as there are no problems with other parts of my body, how many years can I live for lying on a wheelchair?

Fifth Lord Zhao, it seems that your wheelchair despises you and does not want you to sit in it anymore. Zhong Wentao stood up and said with a smile.

CHAPTER 3

What? Young man, what do you mean by that? Everyone revealed a suspicious look.

Young man, you can't speak carelessly.

The surrounding old men did not believe what Zhong Wentao had said.

The surrounding people couldn't help but be astonished. This brat seemed to have some ability.

If the vital points are injured and qi stagnation and blood stasis occurs, the body will lose part or all of its mobility and even die. I only need to open up Fifth Lord Zhao's meridians, then his legs will naturally be able to move. Zhong Wentao recounted the entire situation.

Fifth Lord Zhao felt that Zhong Wentao's words made sense, and that his own legs were unconscious, so it didn't matter even if he was stabbed a few times. He magnanimously pulled his pants up: Little brother, then I'll trouble you to give me acupuncture and moxibustion.

A pair of thin and withered legs was revealed in front of him. They were thin and shriveled, completely lifeless, like two dried sticks.

Zhong Wentao gently held the silver needle in his hand and pierced it into the acupoints on Fifth Lord Zhao's leg that were three miles long, the first acupoints, the second, the third, and so on. At the same time, he injected a faint amount of true energy from the end of the silver needle.

The silver needle emitted a faint red light, and the muscles on his acupoints began to quiver.

Look, the silver needles are moving.

Not only are the silver needles moving, even his skin is moving.

Ah, red spots appeared where the needle pierced.

The elders all let out cries of surprise, as if they had seen a miracle.

As for the person in question, Fifth Lord Zhao, he was even more surprised. He was thinking whether the red dots on his skin would affect his legs or not.

Ah, pain! Fifth Lord Zhao suddenly shouted.

The old man at the side was worried that something might happen to Fifth Lord Zhao, and immediately shouted: Young man, quickly pull out those silver needles of yours, Fifth Lord Zhao seems to be in great pain.

Unexpectedly, the Fifth Lord Zhao waved his hand and said, Wait, wait, it feels so comfortable … Not only does it hurt a little, it also feels a little swollen."

Ah? Old Zhao, do you feel the sensation of your leg? "

Yo, so numb, so numb. I can't take it anymore. Fifth Lord Zhao's legs could not help but start to tremble slightly. His expression was very complicated, as if he was enjoying it but was also suffering from it.

Zhong Wentao pressed down on Fifth Lord Zhao's trembling legs and immediately said: Your meridians are opening up now, you must grit your teeth and persevere, or else it will be useless!

Mm, little brother, I'll listen to you! Fifth Lord Zhao now had confidence in Zhong Wentao.

Today, under Zhong Wentao's acupuncture, he finally had a feeling about his legs that he hadn't felt in years, and he felt traces of excitement in his heart.

After fifteen minutes, Zhong Wentao finally pulled out the silver needles that had been stabbed into the important acupoints on Fifth Lord Zhao's leg.

The moment the silver needle was released, Fifth Lord Zhao let out a heavy sigh of relief, You're suffocating me to death!

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and swung his leg.

His actions shocked everyone around him. Old Zhao, you can walk now!

What? Only then did Fifth Lord Zhao realize that his leg could move. In a moment of shock, he fell to the ground suddenly.

Zhong Wentao immediately shouted: Grandpa Zhao, your legs are healed. Don't be afraid, stand up bravely.

Fifth Lord Zhao held onto the wheelchair at the side and tried to stand up. In the end, he realized that he did not fall and his legs could be used force. He tried another step. I can walk now! Old friends, I can walk now!"

When he shouted these words, the Fifth Lord Zhao was so excited that she began to shed tears.

Young man, you really are a genius doctor!

You're the current Magpie!

Little Godly Doctor, if we did not witness it with our own eyes, I would have believed that Chinese medicine's acupuncture was that magical!

The surrounding people all gave Zhong Wentao a big thumbs up, all kinds of praise about him, like the way bees surround him, going in an endless cycle.

Zhong Wentao smiled slightly and said: Chinese medicine is profound and has a long history. I only know a little of the skin, and I can cure Grandfather Zhao's leg disease, so everyone must still believe in the essence left behind by our ancestor.

Yes, yes, yes, little brother, you're absolutely right! We were wrong before, but it's still traditional Chinese medicine that's stronger! Everyone expressed their agreement with Zhong Wentao's words.

Alright, grandpas, I need to go to work. Otherwise, the boss will have to scold me. If you guys have anything that you feel uncomfortable about, you can go to the 'Ciji Hall' to look for me. " Zhong Wentao smiled as he waved his hands, then left the park.

Seeing that Zhong Wentao had returned, Zhou Zihan came over excitedly, Big Brother Zhong, you're back.

Brat, where did you run off to just now? The Old Man Zhou glanced behind Zhong Wentao, and upon seeing that there was no one else, he coldly snorted: Since you've lost the bet, since you don't have the ability to bring the patient back, then quickly leave, so as to not be an eyesore!

Zhong Wentao pointed to the clock on the wall and said, Isn't it still five minutes before midnight?

Alright, alright, alright... You stinking brat, I will let you stay here for a few minutes!" Old Man Zhou rolled his eyes at him and said.

Dad, don't be so harsh with your words. Zhou Zihan then turned to Zhong Wentao and smiled: Big Brother Zhong, before you find a place to stay, you can stay here first.

Hey, you stinking girl, just who is in charge of this house! I don't have the money to support idle people! " Hearing this, Old Man Zhou's beard started to rise.

Ciji Hall's income for this month was already small, so the more he opened his mouth, the more he would spend. Old Man Zhou would never do something where he was at a disadvantage.

Dad, why are you so cold-blooded? Zhou Zihan frowned and started to criticize her father.

Stinking girl, you actually called me cold-blooded!? See if I hit you or not! Old Man Zhou grabbed a feather duster from the table and was about to attack Zhou Zihan.

Who knew that a group of people would rush in from the entrance of the clinic?

Old Man Zhou was shocked, he immediately put down the 'weapon' in his hand and laughed, Old Man Wang, Old Man Bai, what happened?

These old men could not help but pay attention to Old Man Zhou, and excitedly walked towards Zhong Wentao. Little Godly Doctor, quickly, let me have a look at your sickness, my back and waist have been aching a lot these few days.

Aiyo, Little Godly Doctor, my stomach is not good. I need to go to the toilet.

Let me take a look first. I came first.

These old men in front of him had squeezed the clinic to the point of bursting with noise.

Old Man Zhou was stupefied. His' Ciji Hall 'had never seen so many patients. He pulled Zhong Wentao to the side and asked, Are you the one who found all these patients?

Zhong Wentao slightly nodded: Mn, that's right! It's 12 o'clock now, I think I can stay!

Yes, yes, of course! Old Man Zhou laughed. With so many patients, Ciji Hall would be saved.

Everyone, please line up. I'll treat everyone right away. Old Man Zhou put on the white coat that he had been wearing for a long time.

Old Man Zhou, we are here to look for you. Your medical skills are not that good, so you should just stand aside. Old man Wang mocked.

Old man Wang, what did you say? My medical skills aren't that good? Old Man Zhou was a little angry.

The medical skill of this young man in your store is godly. Old Zhao's leg was paralyzed for several years, but after a few needles, he could walk while standing up! Old man Wang said while pointing at Zhong Wentao with an excited expression.

What!? You said he cured Old Zhao's leg? Hmph, just him? " Old Man Zhou did not believe it at all.

The other old men at the side added, Yes, that's him! If we didn't see it with our own eyes, we wouldn't believe it either!

Just as they were talking, a few more people walked in from outside. The one walking in front was the Old Man Zhao they were talking about.

Old Man Zhao, accompanied by his family, walked towards Zhong Wentao. Little Godly Doctor, thank you so much!

Thank you, Benefactor! Your medical skills are too godly! My father can walk on his feet, thanks to you! As he said that, he retrieved an envelope from his bosom and passed it over to the old man. It's just a small token of appreciation, Little Godly Doctor, please accept it.

Old Man Zhou's eyes lit up, and he happily took the envelope. Hehe, I'll help my shop assistant take it.

At this moment, the Zhao Family members were immersed in joy, ignoring the Old Man Zhou's disgusted greedy face.

However, Zhong Wentao said lightly: You don't need to be so courteous, I just hope that everyone will believe in Chinese medicine more in the future.

Well, of course! We all believe it now! Little Godly Doctor, take a look at our sickness. The person beside him said in excitement.

They had personally witnessed the acupuncture treatment on Old Zhao's leg, and from the bottom of their hearts, they admired Zhong Wentao's medical skills.

Since everyone was so passionate, Zhong Wentao did not decline: Alright, then I'll come and take a look for everyone.

Zhou Zihan stood at the side and gave Zhong Wentao a big table: Big Brother Zhong, it's convenient for you to get a diagnosis like this.

Thank you! Zhong Wentao nodded.

The consideration and concern of this pure and innocent girl before him made Zhong Wentao's heart, which had been immersed in for hundreds of years, warm up.

Godly Doctor, my stomach isn't good. It's been my stomach for three days.

Your stomach is cold and empty of heat. Normally, you would be hungry for a meal and wouldn't have three meals on time. No need for acupuncture, I'll give you a prescription. You can take it back and cook three bowls of medicinal soups. You can drink it for three days." Zhong Wentao casually touched the patient's pulse and understood the patient's condition as though it was his own. The surrounding people all revealed looks of admiration, secretly amazed.

In just an afternoon, Zhong Wentao had seen more than twenty patients. Everyone was satisfied with his diagnosis and treatment.

CHAPTER 4

After returning, everyone spread the news that a genius doctor had appeared in a few nearby blocks of Ciji Hall.

It had been a long time since there was such a grand occasion in Ciji Hall, and it only happened while Old Man Zhou's father was still alive. When the grand occasion happened, Old Man Zhou was extremely excited, he took the initiative to run over to Zhong Wentao and help him.

From noon until five in the afternoon, there were still many patients in Ciji Hall. However, Zhong Wentao still stopped his treatment. One person's energy was limited, and as a cultivator, they all had a set resting time.

Old Man Zhou laughed as he calculated the income for the day. Looking at the large amount of bills, he nearly drooled from laughing. Wen Tao, let's brothers and I will celebrate tonight!

Dad, you've even made a mistake in your seniority. this is only twenty-three years old. Zhong Wentao did not say anything, but Zhou Zihan started to anxiously explain.

Got it, got it, you little girl, you keep taking my fault, aren't I just happily interrupting now? Hurry and get the bottle of Maotai wine from my room.

Dad, that is your collection. Are you sure you want to take it? Zhou Zihan thought he misheard, and asked again. Old Man Zhou was famous for being stingy, the Maotai Wine was about the same as his life.

What are you blabbering about? Hurry up and get it. Old Man Zhou waved his hand and said.

But just as Zhou Zihan was about to happily go get the Maotai Wine, the door was kicked open with a 'bang', and three delinquents with yellow hair and yellow necklaces walked in.

"Aiyo, Old Man Zhou's business is not bad today. The leader said casually as he placed his feet on the chair and stroked his chin.

It's brother coyote, you must be joking. Few people come to this clinic to see you, your business is so poor. We almost failed to beg for a meal! " Old Man Zhou nodded and bowed, with a very polite look.

F * ck, so many people were coming in and out of your clinic this afternoon. Do you think laozi is blind!? The head delinquent called coyote opened his eyes wide and scolded aggressively: Big bro violent dragon said your protection fee has to be raised.

Hearing that, Old Man Zhou's legs went soft: Aiyo, Brother coyote, I really didn't earn much money from this clinic.

F * ck, don't act poor in front of me! coyote looked at Zhou Zihan and smirked: Didn't Brother Tyrannosaurus Dragon tell you earlier? As long as you nod your head and gift your precious daughter to him, the protection fee for this clinic will not be taken!

After saying that, coyote extended his hand out, wanting to touch Zhou Zihan.

However, just as his hand was about to reach out, someone grabbed it. coyote was enraged and immediately turned his head to look. He thought to himself, who dares to stop me?

The one holding him back was the tall and skinny Zhong Wentao. He laughed coldly in disdain, You stinking brat, let go of this daddy. I'll break your claws.

What if I don't let go? Zhong Wentao coldly replied.

Old Zhou, who was at the side, panicked and quickly shouted: Wen Tao, quickly let go.

Zhou Zihan also looked at him, worried that he would suffer a loss.

However, Zhong Wentao turned a deaf ear to the father and daughter of the Zhou family's exhortation.

coyote shouted in anger, Fuck, brat, you don't want to live anymore? I will cripple you!

As he said that, he swung with force, wanting to shake off Zhong Wentao's tightly held hand. However, Zhong Wentao's hands were like steel pincers, tightly gripping onto it, unable to escape from his grasp.

Damn. coyote's brows tightened as a bad feeling inexplicably rose in his heart.

You want to cripple me? That's quite the talk! After saying that, Zhong Wentao's eyes turned cold, he twisted with force, and with a 'kacha' sound, coyote's elbow was twisted apart.

Hiss …

AHH … … Then came the miserable cries of coyote's' Cry Father and Call Mother '.

Hur hur, it's not over yet! Zhong Wentao stared and twisted once more. coyote's broken hand was spun around again, and all the meridians at his elbow were broken, leaving only skin and flesh. His hand went soft and fell down, the bone pierced out, eye-piercing red blood flowed all over his palm.

The surrounding people were all stunned!

coyote curled up on the ground, screaming miserably, his body trembling uncontrollably as cold sweat soaked his clothes. At that moment, he was completely like a little pestilence chicken, his arrogant and proud aura completely disappearing.

Brother coyote... The two lackeys who followed him over were scared silly. Why didn't they think that their big brother, who was so famous in the Clear Water Street area, would be taken in one move today?

However, the two of them immediately reacted, taking out their machetes from their waists, they fiercely rushed towards Zhong Wentao.

Ah, be careful! Zhou Zihan screamed in fear and quickly crawled under the table.

When had the little girl ever seen such a terrifying scene?

However, Zhong Wentao did not take the two of them seriously, he himself also went in and fiercely kicked the yellow-haired bully on the left side. His feet had faint traces of yellow Qi on them, he was extremely fast, and before the yellow-haired bully could even see clearly, he was kicked in the face.

Buzz! With a loud sound, he took three steps back. His head was severely injured, and blood flowed out from his nose. His feet became weak and he fell to the ground.

Seeing that his two companions were injured, the remaining man lost his confidence, and his hand that was holding onto his machete started to tremble, he looked at Zhong Wentao in fear, and could not even move a single step.

Zhong Wentao sneered, and stretched out his hand to pinch his neck: In the future, if I ever see you two again, what I will break will not be your arms, but my neck!

The yellow haired man panted anxiously, his face flushed red as he shook his head crazily and said, I … We. And... He'll never come again …"

Zhong Wentao loosened his hands and shouted like a god of death, Scram!

The yellow-hair quickly supported his other two companions and hurriedly ran outside with his tail between his legs. He was worried that if he walked too slowly, he would lose his life and return home.

Zhong … Big Brother Zhong... " Only then did Zhou Zihan dare to come out from under the table, but he was already quite frightened, his face was pale white, his legs were trembling slightly, and he immediately grabbed onto Zhong Wentao's hand.

Don't be afraid, I've chased away those bad guys! Zhong Wentao supported Zhou Zihan and comforted him softly.

On the other hand, Old Man Zhou had a bitter look on his face as he sighed, If we offend these people, we won't be able to live a peaceful life as a 'Ciji Hall' in the future.

They're just a bunch of scumbags, what's there to be afraid of! Zhong Wentao said coldly. If it was 500 years ago, with his arrogant nature, he would definitely beat them until their souls dispersed and they wouldn't be able to reincarnate. He bullied me, but he didn't weigh his own weight.

These people are the local tyrants of Clear Street. They belong to the Dongxing Gang and are always shouting about tyrannosaurus dragons. These people were all bandits who did not care for their lives. No one in this area dared to offend them. Whoever offended them would suffer a huge loss! Sigh, thinking of how this' Ciji Hall 'of mine has only been doing good business for a day, and will be gone soon …

Don't worry, with me here, these clowns won't dare to do anything to you! Zhong Wentao waved his hands and told him not to be afraid, he just wanted him to stay as he was.

Zhou Zihan made a few good dishes while Zhong Wentao and Old Man Zhou had a few drinks. After all, they had earned a lot today and it was worth celebrating. Only, during the drinking session, Old Man Zhou's brows did not disperse.

Zhong Wentao naturally knew that he was worried that Dongxing would cause trouble for them.

After eating, Zhong Wentao returned to his room to cultivate. Since he had provoked the enemy, he had to quickly make himself stronger. This way, he could protect the 'Ciji Hall' and the Zhou family's father and daughter.

Before he started cultivating, he mixed a set of Chinese medicine with the 'Ciji Hall' and drank it. The bowl of dark Chinese medicine that he drank could help him wash the impurities in his meridians. This was the initial stage of cultivation, body refining.

It was just like building a house. One needed to lay a good foundation, and only then would one have twice the results with half the effort.

If one's physique was not strong and pure, it would be difficult to cultivate.

Hmm? Why is there a cry? Just as Zhong Wentao was about to enter a meditative state, he heard the sound of soft weeping slowly ring out in his ears.

It's Miss Zihan. If asked carefully, it turned out that the crying came from Zhou Zihan's room.

Zi Han? Zhong Wentao came to her room and knocked on the door as he asked.

After a while, her door opened and Zhou Zihan's eyes were red from crying. When she saw Zhong Wentao, she wiped away her tears and threw herself into Zhong Wentao's embrace: Big Brother Zhong, I'm so scared. Just now, I had a nightmare. Woo woo …"

Zhong Wentao lightly patted her back, supported her up and helped her sit on a chair, and softly said: Silly girl, this is only a dream. Furthermore, with Big Brother Zhong here, I won't let them hurt you.

Woo woo … When Zhong Wentao said this, Zhou Zihan became even more heartbroken. He hugged Zhong Wentao tightly and his soft and slightly trembling body tightly pressed onto Zhong Wentao's body.

The girl's light and delicate fragrance entered Zhong Wentao's nose and her soft spot touched his chest, causing Zhong Wentao's heart to heat up and his body to become restless. This kind of dreamlike feeling caused the heart that Zhong Wentao had been immersed in for many years to sprout.

CHAPTER 5

Zhou Zihan laid on Zhong Wentao's body. The man's sturdy chest gave her a kind of peace of mind that she had never experienced before. Although the two of them moved a little too intimately, she was still unwilling to let go of the feeling.

Zhong Wentao's brows tightened, he hadn't thought of this, Zihan, don't worry, I'll protect you everyday and ensure your safety.

Letting a mature and pure girl stick so close to him was still not a good idea.

Seeing Zhou Zihan breathing smoothly as he entered into his sleep, he finally left the room.

Zhong Wentao was preparing to continue cultivating, but at that moment, he could no longer meditate. The warm and sweet feeling from earlier lingered in his heart, unable to be dispelled.

Break! Zhong Wentao slapped his own forehead, causing him to stop thinking about everything else: I have to cultivate to the way of cultivation, to avenge myself! A young girl's heart must be put to one side first.

Afterwards, he went all out and entered a state of cultivation.

After a night of cultivation, Zhong Wentao's soul had become much more stable and his meridians had become much stronger. In a short period of time, he would be able to completely create this body, and then, he would be able to enter the Qi Cultivation stage.

Cultivating the Qi Cultivating Foundation, one could cultivate the Primordial Spirit and the Aurous Core, and after going through the heavenly tribulation, one would be able to achieve the Dao of Immortal Ascension. Of course, this process was extremely long.

If that Dongxing Gang comes again, I'll make sure he never comes back! Zhong Wentao said coldly.

After washing up in the morning, he ate breakfast. Zi Han, I'll escort you to school.

Alright. Zhou Zihan's face revealed a brilliant smile, he laughed and picked up his bag, and the two of them left the 'Ciji Hall'.

Zhou Zihan was nineteen, studying medicine at the 'Medical University' near the clinic. Even though Old Man Zhou's medical skills were not good, he actually had a special relationship with Chinese medicine.

His father was once a famous master of traditional Chinese medicine, but an accident had caused him to die. He really wanted to regain the glory of the 'Ciji Hall', but he was not a material of Chinese medicine so he placed his hopes on his daughter Zhou Zihan, hoping that she would be able to study Chinese medicine in the 'University of Medical Sciences'.

He hoped that his daughter would be able to achieve something in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Not long after he left, Zhou Zihan held onto the corner of Zhong Wentao's clothes nervously.

Seeing Zhou Zihan's flustered face, pity arose in Zhong Wentao's heart, and he immediately grabbed onto Zhou Zihan's small hand.

Zhou Zihan exclaimed softly. He was shocked and couldn't help but lower his head as he glanced at Zhong Wentao bashfully.

Actually, she had already had a good impression of Zhong Wentao. Yesterday, he displayed a miraculous medical skills and his tyrannical methods that made her respect him even more.

Standing with him, he felt an indescribable sense of security.

Now that she was stopped by Zhong Wentao, she felt joy in her heart.

The two of them held hands and walked towards the school under the warm sunlight.

At this time, there were quite a few people attending school, so the school entrance was bustling with activity. When quite a few people saw the two of them, they began to secretly size them up. Some of them were even discussing them in whispers.

Isn't that the Flower of the Chinese Medical Department, Zhou Zihan?

Who's the man next to her? Could it be her boyfriend?

From time to time, the words they were discussing drifted into their ears.

After Zhou Zihan heard these strange sounds, his lips revealed a sweet smile, and his little hands held onto his tighter.

Just as the two were about to intimately enter the school, an ear-piercing and high-pitched voice sounded from behind them, Zhou Zihan, what are you doing!?

Zhong Wentao suddenly turned his head, only to see a young man with an oily and powdered face from a rich family walking out of a white BMW.

His green eyes were squinted, and he had combed his shiny back hair. He was dressed in designer clothes, which made him stand out in the crowd.

Who is this man? The young man walked over and asked loudly with a questioning tone. He stared at the two men's hands as they held each other's. Anger burned in his heart.

Yang Guozhong, it has nothing to do with you. Zhou Zihan was also a little angry, she grabbed onto Zhong Wentao's hand even more tightly.

Brat, be sensible. This is the woman I like. Let go of me!" Yang Guozhong's mouth twitched, his eyes stared straight at Zhong Wentao as he roared at him.

Which spring onion are you? Zhong Wentao said coldly, as he grabbed onto Zhou Zihan's hand without moving at all.

Aiyo, you stinking brat, don't tell me you want to rob my, Yang Guozhong's, woman? Yang Guozhong pulled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to fight.

Upon hearing his shout, many onlookers appeared in the surroundings.

Wa, Flawless Zhou Zihan is holding hands with someone.

Yeah, that guy must be her boyfriend. How come I've never seen it before?"

Yang Guozhong has bitterly pursued Zhou Zihan for over a year now, and he has yet to hold hands with him. This brat immediately held hands with the faculty member.

Look at that man, all of his clothes are street vendors, his family is probably very ordinary, why didn't Zhou Zihan choose the rich Yang Guozhong, and chose a poor guy instead.

Yang Guozhong heard the discussion of the people at the side and was elated. He put on an arrogant look and said, Brat, you should know your limits. Can you compete with me? My family is from a medical family in Songshan City, and my family has many outpatient pharmacies. We can earn several hundred thousand yuan every minute, what strength do you have to compete with me for a woman!

Yang Guozhong was a brainless rich second generation, his words were extremely arrogant.

Idiot! I'm not wasting my time with you, ignorant child! " Zhong Wentao glanced at him with contempt and said indifferently. After which, he pulled Zhou Zihan and headed straight into the school.

Stinking brat, you dare to scold me! Yang Guozhong's face was filled with anger, he pounced towards Zhong Wentao from the back, and grabbed onto Zhong Wentao's arm with one hand.

Looking for trouble? I advise you not to cause any trouble! Zhong Wentao warned coldly, his cold Qi making Zhou Zihan a little afraid.

Aiyo, stinky brat, your tone is quite arrogant. Today I will beat you up and see what kind of disaster you will face! Yang Guozhong was so angry that his face was flushed red, and he clenched his fists as he punched at Zhong Wentao's face.

However, Zhong Wentao did not move an inch. With a grab, Yang Guozhong's fist landed in his hand. He wanted to pull away, but he was unable to move in the slightest.

You arrogant young master of a rich family, if I don't give you a taste of my pain, you won't know how powerful I am! Zhong Wentao's right hand quickly slipped towards the three acupoints at Yang Guozhong's elbow.

His finger was infused with zhenqi and it landed on the acupoint as fast as lightning. At the same time, with a pinch of his hand, Yang Guozhong's hand made a 'kacha' sound and directly snapped!

Yang Guozhong immediately let out a miserable scream: Ah! He was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely.

Hmph, you deserve it! Zhong Wentao said coldly.

Yang Guozhong had a sullen look on his face as his left hand supported his drooping right hand. He was slightly afraid, and in that instant, his own hand was broken by the brat in front of him.

Ah, that kid is so powerful!

Is that a technique used to point points on television?

Wow, no wonder the faculty likes him. It seems like he's not simple!

Yang Guozhong who hated Zhong Wentao to the point that he gritted his teeth had a face full of fear.

With that, he ran off gloomily.

Actually, he didn't know that Zhong Wentao had already touched his elbow and pressed three of his important acupoints. Which is to say, if he had not opened up the acupoints, even if Yang Guozhong's right hand was completely crippled, no one would be able to connect it.

Let's go. Zhong Wentao held tightly onto Zhou Zihan's small hand, and continued to walk towards the campus.

The students by his side all looked at him with envy, causing Zhou Zihan's heart to feel sweet. He shyly lowered his head, and leaned even closer to Zhong Wentao.

Zi Han, so you're a beauty. Zhong Wentao smiled.

Where? They're just making a big fuss about it. " Zi Han's rosy cheeks became even cuter, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Zhou Zihan, your boyfriend is so amazing! He's so jealous of us! Seeing the shocking scene just now, a few students giggled.

Disgusting, don't spout nonsense. Zhou Zihan immediately ran over to hit them, looking extremely embarrassed. He turned around and shouted at Zhong Wentao: Big Brother Zhong, remember to pick me up after school in the afternoon.

Wow, everyone is here to pick you up and send you off. You're all so sweet. The students roared with laughter.

Zhong Wentao only chuckled and turned towards the Ciji Hall.

Just as he reached the entrance of Ciji Hall, Old Man Zhou wiped his sweat and ran over hurriedly with an anxious expression on his face: Wen Tao, quickly come with me.

Where to? Zhong Wentao had a face full of hesitation.

Old Man Zhou did not care that much and immediately grabbed his hand. This matter is urgent, don't ask so much! I'll tell you when we get in the car.

The two of them went out and stopped a taxi. My brother called me and told me that he was in the First People's Hospital of Songshan City. His son fought with someone and hurt his right kidney. Their whole family was in chaos. Help me take a look.

Soon, the taxi arrived at the First People's Hospital of Songshan City. The distance between them wasn't too far, about three to four miles.

Hurry, hurry! My nephew is about to be sent to the operation room! Old Man Zhou was fat, but very agile. He quickly pulled Zhong Wentao to the entrance of the operation room.

Zhong Wentao immediately saw a fatty who was even fatter than the Old Man Zhou. On the bed beside him, a pale young man in his twenties could be seen lying on the bed, groaning in pain. He was Old Man Zhou's nephew, Zhou Zilong.

CHAPTER 6

Upon seeing Old Man Zhou, his brother Zhou Tianchong said in grief: Old bro, tell me about my son Long. Before he even married his wife, something like this happened. Do you think it's possible for a person to have children without a kidney?

Suddenly, a doctor walked out from the operation room. Seeing the Zhou family members dilly-dallying, his face immediately revealed some displeasure. Are you going to do this operation or not? If you don't, don't waste everyone's time. The doctors in First People's Hospital are busy.

Zhou Tiancai immediately bowed and apologized.

After roughly three minutes, Zhong Wentao said to Zhou Tianchong who was beside him: Uncle Zhou, leave your son's illness to me. I can cure it.

Doctor, is that true? Zhou Tiancai revealed an expression of pleasant surprise and said in disbelief.

The doctor beside him who was holding the medical report raised his head and laughed. What happened to you? Do you want to do surgery on the spot? If you don't want to do it, you don't want to do it? I'm playing!"

He doesn't need to have his kidney removed, why is he doing this?! Zhong Wentao said loudly.

It's useless telling me if I want to cut it or not, you have to find our director, Dr. Li Hanyan. The doctor holding the medical records said somewhat angrily, Foolish country bumpkin, you actually still believe in Chinese medicine!

You're the fool! Is it fun to remove the kidney? Of course we have to consider it carefully! Old Man Zhou retorted.

Brother, let's go talk to Dean Li Hanyan. Zhou Tiancai said to the Old Man Zhou beside him.

Although Old Man Zhou's father was a famous master of traditional Chinese medicine, the two brothers had never learned a single thing about his father's medical skills.

Alright!

They quickly arrived at the door of Li Hanyan's office. When Zhong Wentao entered, he saw Li Hanyan's introduction: "Li Hanyan,