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Chapter 35 The Deft Zhao Li

"Master, you are awake."

Beside the hospital bed, Guo Dali said in surprise.

Uncle Wang also came up to the side and asked quickly: "Zhou Ze, how do you feel?"

Zhou Ze struggled to open his eyes: "What's wrong with me?"

"Master, you scared me to death." Guo Dali took a breath and said, "I just appeared in an open space without knowing what happened."

Guo Dali planned excitedly: "I'm sure I was sitting in the Taoist temple boiling medicine, but I suddenly appeared in that open space..."

"You kid, don't talk incoherently!" Uncle Wang kicked the unsatisfied Guo Dali.

Guo Dali swallowed a breath and said, "I suddenly appeared in an open space, and then I found that Master, you were knocked unconscious."

"Yes, Zhou Ze, who is that person? Why is he pressing on you?" Uncle Wang laughed obscenely.

"What are you thinking about? Uncle Wang, you are so old and disrespectful." Zhou Ze laughed and scolded.

Maybe it was because his body hadn't recovered yet, but Zhou Ze's smile made his body hurt even more.

"What happened to the person who held me down?" Zhou Ze asked.

Guo Dali hurriedly said: "It's not me, boss. That guy's huge body is really not something anyone can bear."

Then, Guo Dali added: "Fortunately, I have practiced and moved you two away easily."

"Where is that person?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Here it is, it's here." Uncle Wang pointed to the bed next to him.

Zhou Ze struggled to turn his head and saw that Xiao Errong was still asleep on the hospital bed.

"Why did you carry him to the hospital?" Zhou Ze said.

Guo Dali scratched his head: "I don't know who he is, Master, so I moved him here together. We can't let him faint in the wilderness."

"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded. Zhou Ze, who had just finished the fight and was even a little weak, wanted to close his eyes.

However, Zhou Ze was still disturbed by a sudden burst of discussion and opened his eyes.

"Director, this patient hasn't woken up yet. What do you think we should do?"

The old man Zhao Li put on his glasses and straightened his white coat: "Get out of the way and let me take a look."

After saying this, a student behind him immediately exclaimed: "Director Zhao is the most authoritative old professor in our hospital. He will definitely have no problem taking action."

"Okay, okay, no need to flatter me." Zhao Li said with a smile: "You are all my outstanding students, especially you, Kang Le."

A handsome guy behind Zhao Li smiled and nodded: "I won't let the teacher down."

"Okay, let me take a look." Zhao Li walked over and opened Xiao Errong's eyelids and waved a yellow light on them.

But Xiao Errong still showed no sign of waking up.

"Have you ever tried drugs to wake you up?" Zhao Li asked.

Kang Le nodded at the side and said: "I have tried every method, but it has no effect. The hospital has checked the body and there is nothing wrong."

"This is strange." Zhao Li frowned: "I didn't find anything wrong with him."

"His Jiuwei point was blocked instantly and he couldn't hold his breath back. Just prick it with a needle and it will be cured." Zhou Ze spoke slowly at this time.

After resting for a long time, he was able to hold himself up.

"Who are you?" Kang Le said, "Why is the dovetail point so messed up?"

"Why are you talking to my master!" Guo Dali became unhappy when he heard what Kang Le said.

"Are you going to do it in the hospital?" Kang Le looked at the scary-looking Guo Dali and was not even afraid.

But the discerning Zhou Ze still saw that this guy's trembling fingers completely exposed his inner fear.

"Okay, since they don't understand, I won't say anything." Zhou Ze pulled Guo Dali's sleeve.

"Hey." Kang Le patted the doctor's certificate in front of him: "Why are you pretending to be an outsider here! Are you talking nonsense here before our doctor has spoken?!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. He fainted because of what I said." Zhou Ze was not angry with Kang Le, after all, he was telling the truth.

"You don't understand that you are pretending to be a superior person, do you? You insist on finding a sense of presence here?" Kang Le was still aggressive.

Guo Dali was annoyed: "Are you really looking for trouble for nothing?"

"Okay Dali." Zhou Ze put his legs down and sat on the edge of the bed, holding up his hands in a boss-like manner.

Zhou Ze deliberately looked gloomy and slowly raised his head: "Do you know how I knew about this?"

"I don't care how you know..." Kang Le was a little frightened and hid behind his teacher.

Zhao Li thought for a while and then asked: "How did you know."

Zhou Ze still looked directly at Kang Le: "That's because I beat him."

"Did you hit him?!" A young man next to Kang Le covered his mouth in surprise.

"Then are you afraid of me?" Zhou Ze laughed sinisterly.

"Okay." Uncle Wang stood up with a smile and smoothed things over: "He's just here to make fun of you. By the way, Director Zhao, you can try the method he said. He is a Taoist priest."

"Liar Taoist priest?" Kang Legui shouted, "That's not possible, Teacher Zhao. You can't believe what the Taoist priest says."

"I think you are just looking for trouble!" Guo Dali couldn't bear the thought of others orchestrating his master.

Zhou Ze seemed very calm: "Forget it, I just said it casually, let's go."

Seeing that Zhou Ze could get out of bed, Guo Dali quickly helped Zhou Ze up: "Master, are you sure you are okay?"

"This little injury can't trouble your master and me."

"Young man, wait a minute." Zhao Li spoke.

"What's wrong, Director Zhao?" Zhou Ze said respectfully.

Zhao Li hesitantly put his finger on Xiao Errong's chest and asked, "Is this the acupoint you were talking about just now?"

"A little further up." Zhou Ze corrected.

Kang Le on the side couldn't help it anymore: "Teacher, are you really prepared to listen to this charlatan?"

"Kangle!" Zhao Li said seriously: "As my student, why can't you learn that everyone is equal! You can't look down on Taoist priests as a doctor!"

"I don't believe what he said is true!" Kang Le said, "And we don't have any long needles..."

"Young man, you said you are a Taoist priest... then you should..." Zhao Li said.

"I have it." Zhou Ze had a good impression of Zhao Li, the old director, and he suddenly handed over the silver needle he took out of the Taoist temple.

"I have studied Chinese medicine, but I still ask the Taoist priest to teach me how to do acupuncture." Zhao Li bowed to Zhou Ze and said.

"You just believe me so much?" Zhou Ze was also dumbfounded.

"Of course, I'm not asking you to do acupuncture, but to teach me how to do acupuncture." Zhao Li smiled: "The responsibility cannot be lost."

"I understand." Zhou Ze looked at Zhao Li with respect in his eyes: "Put it into your body three millimeters here."

"Phew!" Mr. Zhao Li performed the injection as Zhou Ze said without saying a word.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is it that quick?" Guo Dali said blankly.

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