Urban Strongest Medicine God

Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes and said lightly, "If I don't get knocked down, my illness is cured. I will go home and take a nap if I have nothing to do."

With that, he walked away without even looking back, leaving the old man grinning from ear to ear.

"Leader, should we follow him?" Nan Hu asked.

Nan Yunshan waved his hand, and as he said his center of gravity, he continued: "The sea is vast, and the sky is lofty. If I push him out right now, it will be disastrous for him, and those useless old men might tear him apart. After all, in the past twenty years, such a person has never appeared in Xing Lin, and little friend Zhao does not have a strong backer. This circle is very chaotic. We can't take a swim in this water, let's go back to the capital. "

"But, didn't you come …" Nan Hu hesitated.

Nan Yunshan's eyes became stern, and snorted: "Zhou Rui is really going back to where he started, when I was a soldier he was extremely clever, and now that he is used to living like a prince, he actually lost all his eyesight, do you think that I am here to celebrate his birth? If it wasn't for little friend Zhao, how could he be worthy of that! "

Nan Hu silently patted on the gift the leader had prepared long before he had arrived in front of them.

Zhao Qiang did not know that Nan Yunshan had a relationship with Zhou Qiner's father, but he knew that he would not interfere.

After taking his leave, Zhao Qiang didn't want to go back to work either. He bought two servings of lunch and hummed a small tune as he walked home.

However, as soon as he entered, he saw that the food on the table hadn't been touched.

Zhao Qiang panicked and quickly walked to the bed. Seeing that Little White's breathing was calm, he let out a sigh.

"Do I have to sleep for a few days and nights?" Zhao Qiang had wanted to ask about the Heavenly Book Medical Scripture, but seeing that Lil 'White was in a deep sleep, he had no choice but to give up.

After he stuffed Whitey's box lunch into his stomach, Zhao Qiang still felt a little hungry. After he finished all the leftover food in the morning, he still felt the same way. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It was said that he was poor and cultured, but today, he finally understood why he said that.

It was no wonder that the Chinese military general was more powerful than the civil officials. The more money one invested, the more one's income would increase.

Today, he only did a few movements, yet his appetite increased by so much. He probably won't be able to hold on for much longer with a few more plates of white buns.

If he still worked as a laborer, he would not be able to earn enough money to eat.

Leaping onto the bed, Zhao Qiang held Lil 'White by its waist and rubbed its furry chin as he lamented, "I have to go to the infirmary tomorrow. You have to learn more and leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, maybe one day I'll roast you and eat you."

The white fox's body slightly trembled. Zhao Qiang suddenly sat up and found that Little White wasn't awake.

"Sigh …" Zhao Qiang lay down again and hugged the white fox to sleep.

On this night, Zhao Qiang had a strange but understandable dream.

In the dream, he was dashing forward looking as if he was carrying a white fox in his arms. The white fox that was bleeding profusely came back to life.

In the blink of an eye, another scene changed.

There was a white fox in the youth's arms and a medical book in the youth's hands.

With his fluffy hair and greasy handwriting, Zhao Qiang seemed to have personally experienced this.

When he got up the next day, the soft touch of his hands was still there, but his nose was blocked.

Opening his eyes, he found that the world was dark and filled with fragrance.

"Mmm mmm …" Zhao Liang struggled to move his head away from Xiao Bai's chest. After taking a few deep breaths, he ground his white teeth at Xiao Bai, who was still drooling from sleep.

He clearly had the strength to transform, but he didn't know to wake up first and talk to him?

Also, sleeping was not a good habit!

— But he could not change it.

Pushing Lil 'White away, Zhao Qiang found a large T-shirt for her to wear. As he moved it up and down, he accidentally touched Lil' White's smooth skin. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Why is it a fox?

If he was an animal, he would definitely not let this demoness off, but he was still a human! A pure and virtuous youth! How could he keep his mouth shut!

After putting on his clothes, Zhao Qiang rubbed his warm nose, washed up, and prepared breakfast.

The Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine that Zhou Qiner introduced was located on the People's Road near the train station. Zhao Qiang had already eaten breakfast and jogged towards his destination.

When he arrived at Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine, there was still fifteen minutes until eight o'clock.

Even though the clinic was not open, a long line had already formed in front of the door. From this, one could see that business was booming. This also proved that the doctors here had great medical skills.

Zhao Qiang was about to walk towards the door when he was stopped by an old lady in the queue.

"Young man, you can't cut the queue!" The old lady looked to be in her seventies, with a sickly look on her face. Her sallow face was ashen, and she was dressed smartly.

The old lady's words caused the people behind to be dissatisfied with Zhao Qiang, and they all glared at him.

Zhao Qiang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I didn't cut the queue."

"I'm sick, but I'm not blind!" The old lady began to cough harshly, and the coughing sounds became louder and louder, as if she was going to cough out her lungs.

The crowd dispersed and covered their mouths with their hands.

Seeing this, Zhao Qiang's head began to throb again. He was in so much pain that he started to grimace and he was on the verge of crying.

This text was jumping up and down like it was f * cking active. It had to be used to control the movement of the Heavenly Book Medical Scripture!

Seeing how Zhao Qiang didn't know how to repent and even bared her fangs and brandished her claws arrogantly, the old lady was infuriated. She opened her mouth to scold him.

The old lady's eyes were as wide as a bronze bell as her eyeballs rolled upwards. The veins in her eyes bulged as she grabbed Zhao Qiang with one hand and fell backwards!