Urban Strongest Medicine God

When Zhao Qiang saw that it was getting late, he stopped teasing Lil 'White. He gobbled up the porridge in big mouthfuls and then said a few words to Lil' White before leaving.

He was the second ranked monk amongst the four generals under Bi Fu's command, and it was said that he had learned martial arts in Shaolin City many years ago. There was a long knife scar on his right cheek, giving him a sinister and terrifying feeling.

"You are the Zhao Qiang who took care of Kai Shanfu?"

Zhao Qiang coldly smiled. He fixed his gaze on the monk and said in a deep voice, "That's right, it's me, grandfather."

The monk was so angry that his lungs were about to burst, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He had never seen someone as arrogant as Zhao Qiang in his long life in the underworld.

How could Zhao Qiang not understand the hidden meaning behind his words? He raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "I still need to hurry to work. If you want to fight, then come at me together. I don't have time to talk with you."

The monk could not bear it any longer. He roared, brandished his iron fist and attacked Zhao Qiang. The moment he attacked, he used his famous Luohan Fist.

Yesterday, Zhao Qiang would have taken this seriously. However, today, he could not muster up the slightest bit of interest. He stood there motionlessly. When the iron fist reached his head, he casually waved it and a tyrannical power shot out.

Ah!" "It hurts like hell!

The monk screamed as he was sent flying with his hands covering his face. Finally, he crashed into the wall, and his face turned as white as paper as he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. He was overwhelmed with shock because he could not believe that he could not handle a single move from Zhao Qiang.

They knew how terrifying monks were, but now that they had been dealt with by Zhao Qiang in a single exchange, how could they still have the courage to fight with Zhao Qiang again? Upon encountering Zhao Qiang's sinister gaze, they all knelt down with chills all over their bodies, not caring about their dignity at all.

"Big brother, we failed to recognize that Mt. Tai offended you. Please give us another chance. I promise I will never dare to do this ever again."

"Big brother, just treat me like a piece of sh * t!"

"…"

Zhao Qiang was too lazy to bother with this group of scumbags, he forcefully stepped on the monk's arm and said in a low voice: "I know you are from the First gang, go back and tell Bi Fu, things can't get out of this. If there's a next time, I'll personally pay a visit."

The monk was filled with hatred, but he dared not say any harsh words. "Yes, yes. I will definitely tell the Sect Master about your words."

He had his own plans. The First gang had a deep position in the Jingzhou, both black and white ate down, and given a warning, whether it was First gang stopping or continuing to persecute him, Zhao Qiang did not have a shred of fear.

"F * ck off."

"Yes, yes, we'll get lost now."

This matter had delayed him for a long time. Zhao Qiang quickened his pace and walked towards the Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Right after he left, Whitey's beautiful figure appeared. She frowned and snorted, "First gang, what the hell are you doing? You actually dared to try to get on your young master's bad side. If I wasn't worried that you would mess with me, my young master, my First gang, would disappear today."

After rushing and rushing, Zhao Qiang was not late at all. When he finally arrived at Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he politely greeted his colleagues one or two times.

Zhao Qiang was not angry at all, he knew that the person who had treated Old Mrs. Huang's illness yesterday had caused Li Changsong, who had a lot of prestige in the infirmary, to lose face. Many people looked at him in disdain, thinking that he had taken advantage of Lan Yuyan to establish a foothold in Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

As long as Zhao Qiang had a clear conscience and had done his duty, he would be able to knock on the door of Lan Yuyan's office.

"Come in."

Zhao Qiang pushed the door and entered.

Lan Yuyan put down the medical case in his hand, looked at Zhao Qiang and asked: What do you want?

Zhao Qiang stepped forward and replied, "Dr. Blue, didn't you ask me to go home and memorize the《 Compendium of Grass》 yesterday? Did you say that I would be inspecting it today?"

Hearing this question, Lan Yuyan's face reddened, and she said softly: "Sorry, I've forgotten too many matters. Why, did you come to find me to finish memorizing the《 Compendium of Grass》?"

She had never expected that Zhao Qiang would be able to recite the entire book, which was as thick as the Compendium of Materia Medica, in one day. Back then, it had taken her a whole month to recite the entire book, and in some places, she had even made a few mistakes.

Zhao Qiang smiled and replied, "That's right, I've finished reciting it."

Lan Yuyan was shocked, he looked at Zhao Qiang suspiciously and said: "Zhao Qiang, lying is not good, the most important thing for us doctors is to be honest, you have no integrity, how can you be a good doctor?"

Zhao Qiang could guess what Lan Yuyan was thinking, and said with a wry smile: "Dr. Blue, I have really memorized it, if you don't believe me, you can test me."

Seeing that Zhao Qiang still did not want to admit his mistake, Lan Yuyan's good impression of him decreased by a lot. With a dark face, he said, "Alright, I will test you.

"No problem."

Zhao Qiang very easily started to recite the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Lan Yuyan carefully checked it.

Five minutes passed.

It was unknown how many times Lan Yuyan's expression had changed, but it had long ago changed from doubt and anger to shock. Zhao Qiang memorized not a single word wrong, it was extremely fast, it was impossible for him to do this unless he was familiar with it.

Ten minutes later.

Lan Yuyan was so shocked that she became completely numb. She raised her hand to interrupt Zhao Qiang: "Enough, you don't need to recite it anymore. I believe that you really recited the entire book.

As she finished speaking, a sense of powerlessness rose in her heart. She had always doubted the existence of geniuses in this world, but now that she saw Zhao Qiang, she believed him.

Zhao Qiang's face reddened as he laughed, "Dr. Blue, I am not a pervert. At most, I only have a bit of memory, hehe!"

Lan Yuyan took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Qiang and said in all seriousness: "Zhao Qiang, I was wrong to think that you were me, I apologize to you, but I hope you do not take it to heart."

"Dr. Blue, please don't say that. I'm not angry." Zhao Qiang started to feel a sense of respect towards Lan Yuyan. After all, not everyone would have the courage to admit their mistake immediately.

Lan Yuyan glanced at the clock on the wall, picked up his medical bag and said: "With your abnormal memory, I believe it won't be long before you finish reciting all the medical books in the library. I won't assign you to anything else, you follow me to the clinic now, and might even be able to help me."

"Yes." Zhao Qiang did not tell Lan Yuyan that he had already memorized most of the books in the library. After all, this was not something that could be explained with his abnormal memory.

The two of them chatted and laughed as they left the Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Li Changsong watched as Zhao Qiang and Lan Yuyan walked further and further away, laughing coldly, he took out his phone and dialed Lin Zihao's number: "Lin Shao, Zhao Qiang has just left with Lan Yuyan, the two of them are chatting and laughing, seems like they are closer than before."

On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of something being smashed, followed by Lin Zihao's extremely vicious voice: "Zhao Qiang, I want you to beg for death."