Urban Strongest Medicine God

The Zhao family's tomb was on a nearby mountain.

Zhao Qiang arrived before the grave. When he saw the newly erected stone grave, the joy in his heart immediately faded.

Touching the tombstone, the benevolent face of his grandfather appeared before Zhao Qiang's eyes.

He was an orphan. He was not born long ago and was thrown into the mountains. If it wasn't for his grandfather finding him unconscious from hunger on the mountain, Zhao Qiang wouldn't exist in this world.

His grandfather had no children, he was the only family left, and he was the same.

Recalling how his grandfather had been tortured by the illness and ended up dying due to having no cure, Zhao Qiang clenched his fists tightly.

He would definitely become a genius doctor, guarding the important people by his side!

"Grandfather, when that day comes, you will definitely be proud of me!" Zhao Qiang wiped away his tears and told her what had happened in the past few days in an interesting manner. Seeing that it was almost noon, he paused and said, "Grandfather, I will come and chat with you another day."

"That's right, I might not be able to finish high school, but I will become a respected genius doctor!"

After Zhao Qiang finished speaking, he kowtowed three times towards the grave and left the mountain.

When they arrived at the back door of the school, Zhao Qiang took advantage of the time when the grandpa in the duty room was making tea and slipped into the school.

This morning's final lesson happened to be the class of the homeroom teacher, Deng Huarong. Zhao Qiang did not plan on messing around, so he waited outside the door to finish the last question before giving his report.

"Come in!" Deng Huarong's tone was not friendly, he had obviously heard Zhao Qiang's voice.

Zhao Qiang pushed open the door and entered. The gazes of all the students in the class stopped on him. Other than a few exceptions, they all wore expressions of joy at his misfortune.

Without waiting for Zhao Qiang to speak, Deng Huarong had already scolded loudly, "Idiot! You're a pig! He was so full that he became flustered! It's only a month away from the college entrance exam, and you still dare to skip class! "

"I know you don't plan on going to university, but at least pay attention to the learning atmosphere! Can you afford to affect other students in class!? "

"Fighting everyday is not a problem, why are you still skipping class!?" "If you don't explain yourself clearly, I will definitely make you close down and not allow you to enter the academy to cause any more trouble!"

Deng Huarong scolded until he jumped up and down, while the two remaining hairs on his head also jumped up and down.

Zhao Qiang snickered. He fights everyday? He was beaten up every day! Teacher Deng, you're going to lose your hair and go blind as well?

"I ran into some things on the way here and was delayed." Zhao Qiang explained calmly, even though he knew that what the other party wanted wasn't an explanation.

Sure enough, upon hearing his answer, his attitude of admitting his wrongs was not clear. Deng Huarong was like a firecracker who had been set on fire, his vulgarities crackling and popping like bamboo tubes as he fled.

Zhao Qiang's left ear went in and out of his right ear, pretending that he couldn't hear anything. His right hand formed a finger mark, and flicked towards Deng Huarong's waist.

Deng Huarong did not realize that she was still scolding fiercely.

In this world, there was only one kind of teacher who would recognize their family background and nothing else, whereas Deng Huarong was the perfect example of his faith as a teacher.

As a physics teacher, it was impossible for Deng Huarong to scold others without repeating the techniques.

Five minutes later, Deng Huarong waved his arm and pointed to the courtyard downstairs: "Since you're not in the mood to learn, you can go and fight in the courtyard.

"Alright." Without any resistance, Zhao Qiang turned around and left.

"Teacher, Zhao Qiang has just arrived at the school. He must have eaten lunch, so there's no need for lunch. Oh right, he can't afford to be lazy during his lunch break. Should I help keep an eye on him?" Someone behind him stretched out his hand and stood up.

Zhao Qiang didn't need to look to know that it was Ma Haofei who hated him to death.

Deng Huarong muttered to himself, then nodded and replied: "It's been hard on you to correct this bad feeling."

Zhao Qiang was curious. If Ma Hoodlum's uncle, Ma Tao, wasn't the Director of the Municipal Education Bureau, and his father wasn't the Deputy Chief of the Police Department, would Deng Huarong lie without batting an eye?

However, Ma Haofei taking the initiative to look for trouble was exactly what he wanted!

He glanced at Zhou Qiner out of the corner of his eyes and saw his worry all over his face. Zhao Qiang gave him a comforting smile and didn't care if the other party saw it or not, he directly went to the tool shelf and took a broom.

Zhou Qiner looked at Zhao Qiang in a daze. She kept feeling that he was different from usual, but he was different somehow.

During the lunch break, the sun was high in the sky.

Zhao Qiang held the broom and earnestly swept the floor.

Although he was not satisfied with Deng Huarong's punishments, Zhao Qiang would do everything he could to ensure that they were the best. Therefore, Zhao Qiang would carefully clean and inspect every corner of the close to a thousand square meters.

After lunch, the students returned to the classroom one by one.

Just as Zhao Qiang finished scanning the area, a clanging sound suddenly came from behind him.

Turning around, he saw a few trash cans half a meter tall lying on the floor. As they rolled on the ground, shreds of skin and scraps of food could be seen on them … The clean place before immediately became dirty and messy. The air was still filled with the special smell of mildew and rotten food mixed together.

Zhao Qiang raised his sword-like eyebrows. He looked at the complacent Ma Haofei and his seven dog legs, then said with a smile, "I thought you guys had some ability, but why aren't you interested?"

As Zhao Qiang spoke, he waved the broom in his hand fiercely. Ma Haofei and his men felt an evil wind blowing on them, blowing the trash on the ground into their faces!

It all happened so fast that they didn't even have time to react before the rice in the trash can entered their mouths and slid into their stomachs. Immediately, the eight of them held their stomachs and vomited.

The sounds of vomiting rose and fell in the empty courtyard, and it was very rhythmic.

Zhao Qiang watched with satisfaction as they nearly vomited all the food at night and spat out the yellow water. He didn't attack again and waited for their reaction.

When Zhou Qiner ran over, he saw Ma Haofei and a few others who were in a sorry state, puking. Zhao Qiang was as calm and collected as a flock of chickens.