"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.
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le for a sister-in-law. But Xu Mu couldn’t bring himself to rejoice. The reason? He had transmigrated into the brainless villain of a novel—one who abused his wife, forced the Dragon King’s sister to live in a doghouse, and ended up having his ashes scattered upon the Dragon King’s return. Fortunately, Xu Mu awakened the "Justice System," and he was determined to rewrite his doomed fate. A wife should be cherished, and of course, his sister-in-law deserved to sleep in the villa’s cozy bed. When the Dragon King finally returned, he was greeted by a loving and harmonious family. Xu Mu soon realized that aside from the Dragon King, countless other protagonists began emerging—all targeting him—forcing him to fight back. You have a few breathtakingly beautiful senior sisters? Sorry, but they’re my senior sisters now. You’re a retired soldier king searching for your first love? Too bad—your "white moonlight" already sees me as hers. …
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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'!"
