"No need, no need."
Zhou Luo hurriedly declined Zhuang Bing's kindness.
His injury looked scary, but it was nothing serious anymore.
At least it wouldn't affect his ability to treat others.
Besides, what if he was outmaneuvered by another protagonist, Ye Feng?
He dared not guarantee that Ye Feng wouldn't kill his way out of seclusion, especially when his script kept failing him.
It was better to secure his protagonist points as soon as possible, the right way.
"Are you really okay?"
Zhuang Bing asked embarrassingly.
Zhou Luo's face looked too frightening.
For one patient to treat another patient, the scene was quite bizarre.
"It's fine, it's fine. You can go in and rest assured. I'll take care of my wound and treat you."
Zhou Luo's condition wasn't good either.
Dirt and stains covered his body.
He looked like a bloody patient who had just walked out of a garbage dump.
It would seem too unprofessional if he treated others like this.
Wash hands, wash face, disinfect, change clothes.
Put on a white coat and stethoscope.
The feel came all at once.
Zhou Luo put on a mask and gloves, and entered the makeshift medical tent.
"Is the test report ready?"
As soon as he entered, Zhou Luo got into character.
That's how it's done on TV.
"Yes, yes, it's ready."
The little secretary hastily brought out a stack of X-rays.
"Oh, sorry, I've watched too much TV... Oh no, force of habit, I don't actually need these."
Zhou Luo almost slipped out.
Besides, he was a master of both Chinese and Western medicine, so he had no need for such things.
Just by looking, smelling, inquiring and pulse-taking, he could roughly understand the condition.
Moreover, he had already seen the treatment plan for this disease in the script.
It's a pity there were no unique acupuncture techniques, or he could have cured the patient in a short time like Ling Feng.
Without unique acupuncture skills, Zhou Luo could only use basic acupuncture to treat the patient.
Puncture
I puncture
I puncture puncture puncture
Zhou Luo unleashed a furious barrage of needles on Zhuang Bing, who lay on a board.
Needles up
"Poof."
A mouthful of black, clotted blood gushed out from Zhuang Bing's mouth.
"It's done. When you come out later, I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Stick to the full course, and you'll recover completely."
Zhou Luo put away his silver needles and said indifferently.
If acupuncture wasn't enough, he would make up for it with medication.
The effects would be about the same, anyway.
"Help clean up your boss."
Zhou Luo took off his gloves and mask and was about to leave.
"Ah..."
Zhuang Bing let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Boss, boss, what's wrong? You can't die on me, how will I live without you, my great boss..."
Following Zhuang Bing's shouts came the little secretary's cries.
Zhou Luo quickly turned around.
But Zhuang Bing had already turned pale and lay motionless on the board.
Fresh blood gushed out around him.
"Move aside, move aside."
Zhou Luo pushed the little secretary away.
No breathing
No pulse
No heartbeat
All signs of life indicated that the person lying there was dead.
This...
This...
How was this possible?
Zhou Luo stumbled back in disbelief and tripped over a small pit, falling on his bottom.
"Call the police, we need to call the police."
The little secretary rushed out of the tent and into the police station at the entrance.
When the officers came in, they could only see Zhou Luo sitting dazed on the ground.
Muttering, "Impossible, impossible, how could this be?"
"It was him, he killed my boss."
The little secretary pointed her slender finger at Zhou Luo on the ground.
One officer approached Zhuang Bing, carefully examined him, and silently shook his head at the others.
"This gentleman..."
The officer looked at Zhou Luo, who had just been beaten, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Impossible, impossible, could it be that only they can succeed?"
Zhou Luo said some incomprehensible words on the ground.
At least the comrades didn't understand a single word.
Fortunately, Zhou Luo wasn't alone in the fight.
"Hello, officer, our boss Zhou has a medical license."
"I think this death may have been a medical accident."
"After all, we have no grudge against this Mr. Zhuang, and it was our first meeting."
Soon, one of Zhou Luo's subordinates in black presented a stack of certificates to the police.
The officers quickly verified that they indeed belonged to Zhou Luo.
"This... this young lady, about your boss..."
Since it was a medical accident, the question turned back to Zhuang Bing's little secretary.
After all, patient deaths were normal occurrences.
You couldn't blame the doctor entirely.
As long as he tried his best...
"I don't care, a life for a life, it's only natural."
The little secretary seemed to have lost her mind, baring her teeth and trying to pounce on Zhou Luo.
Fortunately, she was stopped by the police in time.
One officer gestured to Zhou Luo's subordinates.
The men in black immediately took the order and carried Zhou Luo out.
Indeed, after Zhou Luo was out of sight.
The little secretary struggled for a while, then hugged Zhuang Bing and wailed.
"Miss. If you do have objections to your boss's death, you can request a medical examination."
A female officer couldn't bear to watch the grieving little secretary, and offered a suggestion.
"Enough, enough, it must have been fate. The boss had an incurable lung disease and was nearing his end anyway. Does it make a difference if he died sooner or later?"
The little secretary calmed down and waved her hand, saying.
"Well... please accept our condolences."
The officers bowed and withdrew from the tent.
The dead were to be respected, they were no exception.
But somehow, the whole scene felt a little off.
They all had a feeling that they had overlooked something important.
Back at the police station, the officers felt more and more that something was amiss.
"Wait, she's just a secretary, right? Why did we offer condolences when her boss died?"
"Yeah, you're right."
"Oh, I just realized too."
The officers slapped their foreheads one by one.
But they didn't pursue it further. Some people, some things.
Let bygones be bygones, let it all go with the wind, let the heart move freely.
An upright official finds it hard to judge family affairs.
They couldn't be bothered with the drama.
As for Zhou Luo, he was still in a trance.
Even after being taken back to the Zhou family villa, Zhou Luo remained in a daze.
"That's it, the acupuncture technique, it must be like this!!!"
At that moment, Zhou Luo seemed to have penetrated the heavenly realm.
The key difference between him and the protagonist was that he lacked his own lost supreme acupuncture technique.
But looking at his villain points, and then at the prices in the system mall.
Zhou Luo couldn't help but sigh.
He couldn't afford it, he really couldn't afford it.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
