The Urban Strongest Medicine God
04 Open inheritance
A reply? We're more like flirting now, okay?
Being able to bring home beauty is a must for men. However, the other party was a fox spirit, so Zhao Qiang did not dare to directly agree.
“Roh fox ..” What's your name, sister? “Zhao Qiang change topic.
The woman thought for a while and shook her head, “I'm not a human, I don't have a name, but you used to call me Little White.”
“Slightly white?” He could not imagine how young he was, even if he was called Big White. But seeing how young he was, he ignored the fact that he had lived for a thousand years and continued, “Sister Xiao Bai, what good is it of you teaching me that Book of Heavenly Medicine?”
Two words, “Heaven” Book, make people feel that this book is so awesome.
“Call me Little White!” Lil ‘White touched her face, not too satisfied with the way Zhao Qiang called out to her. He feels like he's old.
“Suster Xiao Bai.” Zhao Qiang did not change his words. Word ‘sisters’ is even more serious.
Lil ‘White blinked and snorted. “You will know once you meet a patient. In our past lives, healing someone's body and conveying their memories is not something that can be understood in a short period of time. This is the unique secret of our fox.”
Little White's voice became increasingly weak. In the end, he fell to the ground and returned to his original form as a white fox.
“Eh?” What the hell's going on? “Zhao Qiang crouches down to pick up the white fox. He saw that it had fallen asleep with even breath.
Zhao Qiang was silent. Her hair had lost a lot of color compared to when she first saw it on that day. He remembered absorbing half of his Profound Qi and thinking to himself, “I must have made him tired.”
He put a white fox on the side of the bed and covered it with a towel.
He thought he would lose sleep, but instead he just stuck to his pillow.
He slept until dawn. When he woke up, it was already 8:30.
Zhao Qiang rubbed his eyes and looked at the hands on the clock. He lifted his head and sighed: “This is the first time I'm late!”
Clothes, blankets, cooking, eating, cleaning.
With a mindset of being late by an hour and two hours late, he continued his daily activities calmly. Before she left, she put Lil ‘White's breakfast in the box on the bed, then she opened the door and left.
During this year, Zhao Qiang ran on this street every day, but he never realized that the flowers, plants, and trees along this busy road were so pleasing to the eye.
Even though he was walking leisurely, his speed was not slow. Every step he took, the airflow in his dantian would give him boundless strength, making him unable to feel the slightest bit of fatigue. The scorching sun above his head did not give off a single drop of sweat. Apparently, it was also his dantian power Profound Qi.
Zhao Qiang could not help but smile.
He was still wearing a completely washed and bleached denim suit, making him look very handsome, his entire body exuding strength and confidence.
Three kilometers down the road, the school could already see.
When he turned the corner, he saw a group of people surrounding the car on the back road of the school, which was usually in good shape. They pointed at each other as if something had happened.
Normally, Zhao Qiang would not care about such a trivial matter, because if he met someone who would cause trouble for him, not only would his high school career come to an end, he said, but his life also has no future.
However, he was in a good mood today and also had confidence, so he decided to join in on the fun.
Two BMW side doors opened, and an old man in a silver Tang suit, about 70 years old, with a deep scar on the left side of his face, sat in the front seat twitching. About thirty, a tall driver waved to the crowd, hinting them to leave and keeping the air flowing.
Since there was no disagreement, Zhao Qiang had no desire to watch anymore. He then looked at the old man's crimson face, who was trying his best to control his anger, and turned to leave.
“Mendsis!”
The pain of wanting to tear his body made Zhao Qiang want to faint, but he could not. He knew that if he could endure this pain, he would be able to gain knowledge of the Heavenly Medical Scriptures and then be able to heal the old man!
Zhao Qiang clenched his hands tightly. The blood vessels on his body were tight, as if they were almost out of his body.
Two minutes felt like a year to Zhao Qiang. Just when the pain was gone, something flashed before Zhao Qiang's eyes. He obviously could not see anything, but his mind clearly noted the treatment method.
This is the Book of Heavenly Medicine!
Zhao Qiang's eyes suddenly shone. Looking at the frail old man, he decided to take the first step in changing his life. While pushing the others in front of him, he walked towards the old man.
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