Chapter 8 I'm Afraid of Trouble

  Hehe, yesterday Xiaoxiao said no one gave rewards, but today a book friend rewarded me. First of all, thank you to Xiaxiaqian friends, and secondly, book friends are very powerful. Chinese medicine has been topped up on the new book list of urban genre, but it's just barely behind the new book list, very dangerous! Everyone continues to work hard, continue to top Chinese medicine, Xiaoxiao thanks you, Xiaoxiao will try to squeeze out more rest time to update and return everyone's enthusiasm.

  All this happened in the blink of an eye, from Wang Zhi's first loud shout to the three thugs kneeling before him, and it took less than three minutes.

  But for Huang Jianming, these three minutes seemed like three years. The classroom kept echoing with several gunshots. What exactly happened inside? Huang Jianming was anxious and kept asking people to shout out.

  At this moment, the sniper who had been aiming from a distance finally reacted. Wang Zhi's series of actions were clearly seen through the scope, but everything happened so suddenly that they didn't have a chance to help. Now looking inside, it seemed like calm had been restored, and he quickly reported the situation to Huang Jianming.

  Upon receiving the news from the sniper, Hua Jianming could hardly believe his ears and asked in extreme astonishment: "What? You're saying that Dr. Wang single-handedly took down all the thugs inside?"

  "Yes, Director Huang. Several snipers at the high points have also reported the same thing, and it seems that Dr. Wang has been shot." Xinsword replied cautiously, though he was also somewhat skeptical.

  "What? Dr. Wang has been shot?" Huang Jianming heard this message, and at this time he couldn't care about the shock from just now, hastily gave orders, and led the charge towards the classroom.

  Just now, Huang Jianming received a call from Mayor Lin. Lin Qiwu heard that Wang Zhi was in danger and was extremely concerned, and he wanted to come personally.

  In the classroom, Wang Zhi looked at the three scoundrels kneeling in front of him with pale faces, and the cold light in his eyes did not weaken, but instead became more intense.

  He himself was injured, Wang Zhi was very angry. For many years, except for the last time before returning to the city, when Wang Zhi was seriously treating a patient, he was accidentally hit by Nurhaci's artillery and died. How many years had he been injured?

  Even when he fought Lü Bu outside the Tiger Trap Pass, Wang Chong was unscathed. Even when he had a misunderstanding with Shan Xiongxin and others outside Luoyang City, fighting alone against Qin Yubao, Shan Xiongxin and Cheng Yaojin were not at a disadvantage. Even when he exchanged martial arts with Wu Song and Lu Zhishen, it was a pleasant conversation. Even when he fought the great master Zhang Sanfeng on Mount Wudang for three days and three nights, he was unharmed. But now, he was actually injured by a few small bandits, even though they had modern firearms.

  The king's doctor was very angry and the consequences were severe.

  Just as Wang Shen Yi was about to defeat the three villains in front of him, Huang Jian Ming rushed in with his men.

  Noticing a large crowd coming in, Wang Zhi had to retract the cold glint in his eyes. In this modern civilized era, Wang Zhi didn't want to challenge the authority of the law after all. If he were to kill several thugs in front of dozens of police officers, even if he could escape, it would still be a lot of trouble.

  Although he couldn't kill a few people, Wang Zhi also had many ways to make them unable to live or die.

  Huang Jianming led his men into the classroom, and what he saw was almost as if in a dream. Eight thugs had five who were already unknown whether they were dead or alive, while the remaining three were kneeling in front of Wang Zhi, their faces full of terror.

  Tang Jianming knew that these scoundrels were all extremely evil, and to make them panic and be terrified, something quite terrifying must have happened.

  Wang Zhi quietly walked to the front of the three bandits, pulled out three golden needles from their bodies. At the same time, a thread of Wang Zhi's true energy also entered their bodies through the golden needles. From then on, these three bandits had to endure two hours of heart-piercing pain every day.

  Withdrawing the golden needles from the three people in front of him, Wang Zhi turned around and lightly pointed at the leader of the thugs. The thug let out a groan and before he could wake up, Wang Zhi casually knocked him unconscious with a palm strike, also making some quick hand movements.

  After doing all this, Wang Zhicai walked over to the bodies of several thugs who had died, one by one pulling out the golden needles, disinfecting and putting them away.

  "Huang Ju, eight people died four, the remaining four people did not have any injuries?" Wang Zhi withdrew the golden needle at this time, and the police had already checked the situation of the thugs and reported to Huang Jianming.

  "Alright," Huang Jianming casually waved his hand and walked towards Wang Zhi. As a veteran police officer, Huang Jianming was also shocked by the situation in front of him, but he quickly calmed down. He walked up to Wang Zhi and looked at Wang's shirt stained with fresh blood, concernedly asking: "Dr. Wang, are you okay?"

  As soon as he entered the door and saw Wang Zhi standing there, Huang Jianming's heart had already put down, although Wang Zhi was shot, but it seemed that there should be no big deal. At this time, it was just a kind of concern for showing goodwill. No matter what relationship Wang Zhi had with Qi Lao or Lin Qiwu before, just today Wang Zhi showed his ability, which is absolutely worth Huang Jianming's goodwill. So young, not only has excellent medical skills but also has strong physical strength, the future prospects are boundless.

  "Heh heh, it's nothing, just a minor injury." Wang Zhi smiled casually, but didn't take it to heart. He was angry earlier because he had been injured by the hands of several unknown small thieves. As for the injury, this little wound wasn't even worth mentioning to Wang Zhi.

  "That's good, if something unexpected happens to you, I'll feel guilty." Huang Jianming also had a lingering fear and hastily said: "You're injured too, hurry up to the hospital, in case the wound gets infected. Leave things here to me."

  "Director, this little girl seems to have died." Just then a policeman suddenly shouted.

  Wang Zhi heard and reacted hastily, rushing towards the several police officers who were about to move the little girl, shouting: "Don't move!"

  He apologized and glanced at Huang Jianming, saying: "Just now the situation was critical, I gave the little girl a fake death medicine, but now she still can't leave." After that, he hurriedly walked over.

  He walked to the little girl's side, and from a medical box on one side, Wang Zhi took out another kind of medicinal powder, mixed it with clean water, pinched the girl's philtrum, and slowly fed it in.

  As the medicine was slowly absorbed by the little girl, the girl who had originally stopped breathing coughed lightly and her chest began to heave. Wang Zhi hastily pulled out the few golden needles that had been inserted earlier, neutralized the poison, and then reinserted them into different acupoints. He then tore open the girl's clothes and gave her a light pat on the back with one hand.

  "Plop!" A soft sound, a bullet head was forced out by Wang Zhi's inner strength. Then Wang Zhi carefully disinfected the girl's wound again and applied a medicinal powder to her.

  Huang Jianming stood to one side, watching Wang Zhi treat the girl, looking at the few golden needles stuck in her body, and suddenly remembering the golden needles on the bodies of the thugs from earlier. His heart felt a chill, this Dr. Wang's golden needle was not only able to save people but also kill them. Only he didn't know how, within a distance of over ten meters, such a thin golden needle could pierce into the thug's brow.

  Just as Huang Jianming was feeling sentimental, Zhou Boyan had already led the doctors from the Central Hospital to arrive, and upon seeing that Wang Zhi was also injured, he became very concerned.

  Wang Zhi had already treated the girl's wound and saw Zhou Boran come in, took out a few packets of medicine powder from the medical box: "The girl's injury has been treated, go back and transfuse some blood, no need for another surgery, these packets of medicine powder, yellow paper package is for external application, white paper package is for internal use, two to three spoons at a time, as long as pay attention to disinfection and anti-inflammatory, will recover in less than a week."

  Wang Zhi brought this batch of medicinal powder, which is the original prototype of Jin Kuang medicine created by Hua Tuo. It has the miraculous effect of being a life-saving medicine for the dying and can revive people from near death. In the past, Zhou Yu and Guan Yu's arrow wounds were both healed with this medicine. Later, Wang Zhi further improved and strengthened it, making it have an extremely magical therapeutic effect on external injuries.

  Taking the medicine powder handed over by Wang Zhi, Zhou Boran nodded and said, "Your injury is not light either, hurry up to the hospital for a check-up, I'll come back soon to perform surgery on you."

  "It's okay, this small injury I can handle myself." Wang Zhi smiled lightly and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to reach the entrance, he turned his head back to look at Huang Jianming: "This incident should have been reported by the media, so let's not mention me, I'm afraid of trouble."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Zhi walked out again.

  Huang Jianming watched the tall figure walk out of the classroom, and once again couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. This matter was an opportunity for anyone to make a name for themselves, and it was no small honor and merit. Yet he had simply found it troublesome and pushed it away, unaware that many people dreamed of having such troubles.

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