Naturally, Zhang Zhi was unaware of Pei Ji's jealousy and hatred.
He continued to open his clinic as usual, treating patients and saving people. Fang Qingyun would accompany him every day, inseparable.
The relationship between the two of them also became stronger.
On this day.
Zhang Zhi was treating patients in the clinic as usual.
A few burly men suddenly barged into the medical center. They looked fierce, and it was obvious that they were not good people.
They were carrying a stretcher with a person lying on it, covered with a layer of cloth.
"Quack!"
"Get out here!"
The leader of the group, a burly man, rushed into the clinic and shouted.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and had a scar on his face. There was a ring-shaped saber hanging at his waist, and his entire body was filled with hostility!
When the surrounding patients saw this, they subconsciously took a few steps back and stayed away from the burly man, afraid of getting into trouble.
"What is it?"
Zhang Zhi temporarily stopped treating the patient. He stood with his hands behind his back and slowly walked from the inner room of the medical hall to the courtyard.
He looked at the scar-faced man with an indifferent expression, without the slightest hint of panic.
Instead, it gave the scar-faced man a strong sense of oppression.
After all.
Zhang Zhi was a man with the Overlord's inheritance!
His every move had the transcendence of a doctor and the sharpness of a tyrant!
His aura was very powerful!
Everyone present felt an invisible heavy pressure, and even their breathing became a little hurried.
The few burly men, Zhang Zhi, had such an imposing manner, and they immediately felt a little afraid.
However, when he saw Zhang Zhi's refined and slightly thin appearance, he once again mustered up his courage and looked at Zhang Zhi with a ferocious and angry gaze.
"What's the matter?"
"You still have the cheek to ask me what's the matter?”
"Take a look!"
"My brother is dead!"
"He was killed by a quack like you!!”
The scar-faced man roared angrily at Zhang Zhi. He lifted the white cloth on the stretcher, revealing a pale-faced man who was not breathing.
Zhang Zhi looked over, and his eyes suddenly shrank.
He had an impression of this person.
A patient infected with roundworm disease was treated the day before yesterday.
It wasn't a serious illness, so Zhang Zhi prescribed him some insect repellent.
Logically speaking, he should have recovered by now. How could he suddenly die?
Zhang Zhi narrowed his eyes.
He smelled a conspiracy.
With god-level medical skills and the help of the system, Zhang Zhi would definitely not make a mistake when treating a patient. It was impossible for him to cause the patient's death.
So...
Was someone trying to frame her?
A peer?
Or…Others?
but...
Before Zhang Zhi could think, the scar-faced man rushed over while Zhang Zhi was thinking. His sandbag-sized fist immediately smashed towards Zhang Zhi's head.
Looking at the powerful and heavy punch, if he was hit, he would definitely be injured.
"Brother Hao, be careful!"
Fang Qingyun, who was standing behind Zhang Zhi, saw that Zhang Zhi was in danger and immediately cried out in surprise. She subconsciously rushed in front of Zhang Zhi and closed her eyes in fear when she saw the ferocious fist.
but...
After waiting for a long time, he did not feel any pain. Instead, he felt a warm embrace.
"Silly girl!"
"I'm not weak enough to be protected by a weak woman like you.”
"Don't do it again!"
Zhang Zhi put his arm around Fang Qingyun's waist and whispered into her ear, gentle yet domineering.
"Yes."
Fang Qingyun raved like a cat. The domineering male hormones made Fang Qingyun's heart beat wildly, and her heart was filled with sweetness.
She liked the feeling of being protected.
On the other side.
The scar-faced man's fist was tightly held by Zhang Zhi's other hand, making him unable to move like an iron clamp.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull out his fist.
Even...
He could feel that Zhang Zhi's palm was becoming more and more powerful, and he felt that his bones were about to break.
"Damned quack!"
"Let go of me. I want to avenge my brother!”
The scar-faced man's face turned red as he shouted at Zhang Zhi with a pained expression.
Bang!
Zhang Zhi sent him flying with a kick. The hunk who weighed more than 200 pounds flew five to six meters away!
Everyone was dumbfounded!
This strength was simply too great!
Moreover…
That calm and relaxed appearance seemed as if he had not used his full strength.
Hiss--
This doctor was a little scary!
The few men who came with the scar-faced man clearly showed a terrified expression.
They were all hooligans who had been mingling in the streets all year round. Although they did not have much real ability, they still had some eyesight.
He was able to easily kick a 200-pound man away.
This person was definitely a martial arts expert!
"Damn it!"
"I'll chop you up!"
The scar-faced man was sent flying by Zhang Zhi's kick. He immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation. With a clang, he pulled out the ring-shaped saber at his waist and slashed at Zhang Zhi.
" Quack, die!!!"
The heavy blade slashed at Zhang Zhi's head!
Many people in the clinic were so scared that they closed their eyes, as if they did not want to see Zhang Zhi's blood splattered on the spot.
Everyone was nervous.
Only Zhang Zhi could remain calm.
The scar-faced man's expression was fierce and murderous. It was obvious that he had killed more than one person!
Zhang Zhi narrowed his eyes, his heart cold.
It seemed that someone wanted to kill him!
He wanted to kill someone at the slightest disagreement!
It could only be said that it was indeed worthy of being called ancient times!？
He was really a little sick!
In his mind.
The cold blade had already arrived in front of Zhang Zhi.
Zhang Zhi didn't dodge and attacked like lightning.
He held the copper ring on the broadsword with two fingers, preventing it from advancing an inch. With a flip of his arm, he directly brought the blade to the neck of the scar-faced man.
"I'll give you a chance to live."
"Speak!"
" Who asked you to come?!"
Zhang Zhi said coldly.
The scar-faced man panicked when he heard this.
"No... No one asked me to come!"
"I came here to avenge my brother!”
The scar-faced man said with a trembling voice as the blade was placed on his neck.
"I've already given you a chance to live."
"But you…"
"But you didn't cherish it!"
Zhang Zhi's voice immediately made the scar-faced man feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!
"Wait…"
Pfft--
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