Chapter 55 Mingren Medical Center

Just as Zhao Jingtian was thinking about what kind of identity he would be to participate in the auction of the headquarters of the Longxing Chamber of Commerce, a large group of people rushed in this direction from a distance. Zhao Jingtian saw that he immediately understood that these guys were all from the Longxing Chamber of Commerce, and the old man of the Shen family must have come to trouble him!

"Damn!" Zhao Jingtian is in a dilemma. If Zhao Xuan is taken away immediately, Zhao Xuan may die without the doctor's treatment; but if she doesn't leave, Zhao Jingtian is not sure that he can protect Zhao Xuan's thoroughness in this situation!

As if he knew Zhao Jingtian's dilemma, the old doctor hurriedly said, "This little brother, if you trust me, you can leave this girl here, let you lead those people away, and come back here to find this girl when you are safe. What do you think?"

Zhao Jingtian looked at the old doctor. Although he was not willing to believe the person he met for the first time, Zhao Jingtian had no other way but to grit his teeth: "Okay! Doctor, this gold coin is regarded as my sister's medicine. I will thank you later!"

After saying that, Zhao Jingtian threw down a gold coin and rushed directly to those guys. He intends to kill these guys and arouse the ** of the whole city, so that the attention of the Shen family can focus on him and will not embarrass Zhao Xuan.

In the City of Freedom, no boxer dares to kill here. Zhao Jingtian was the first!

"Look, Zhao Jingtian!" Several boxers shouted, thinking about how to deal with Zhao Jingtian. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jingtian did not give them any chance!

Bang Bang... In a short period of breath, more than a dozen boxers dressed in Longxing Chamber of Commerce were put to the ground by Zhao Jingtian, leaving only one boxer standing stunned.

The boxer was shocked to find that every punch of Zhao Jingtian hit the hearts of his companions, and even immortals could not be saved!

"Tell the old ghost of the Shen family that Zhao Jingtian and he will never die!" Zhao Jingtian's voice came from afar and came to the boxer who seemed to be dreaming.

"Little grass, little flower, carry this girl to our special care ward." The old doctor of Mingren Medical Center shouted, and two fifteen or sixteen-year-old men and women carried out a stretcher and carried Zhao Xuan away.

"Thank you, Uncle Seven." A middle-aged man came out of the Mingren Medical Center and smiled.

The old doctor laughed and said, "Feng'er, since you are so optimistic about this boy, you just give him the Qinglong elixir directly. Why do you have to do such a troublesome thing?"

With an elegant temperament and a gentle smile, this middle-aged man is Ning Feng that Zhao Jingtian met on the road!

Ning Feng said, "Uncle Seven, do you think that boy will accept my help? Maybe he will think I'm giving alms or give him benefits to buy him. In this case, even if he is willing to help me in the future, he may not be sincere.

The old doctor shook his head: "Then you let him buy the green dragon elixir you auctioned, and he won't owe you anything. Do you think he will help you?"

Ning Feng smiled confidently: "Yes, definitely. He will be grateful to you for helping him just now. Talents with complete five elements, if trained to refine medicine, as long as they can produce a five-eed elixir..."

Ning Feng did not finish speaking, but the old doctor looked at each other and laughed knowingly.

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"Zhao Jingtian in the city of freedom?"

"Yes, I heard that he also killed many boxers from the Shen family of the Longxing Chamber of Commerce!"

All kinds of rumors about Zhao Jingtian immediately spread in the streets and alleys of the free city. Many free boxers are ready to move immediately. 1,000 gold coins and Jin Hongzhe's jade blood skills are more attractive than any ordinary boxer.

Although the city of freedom can't kill people, didn't Zhao Jingtian kill people? If we don't kill Zhao Jingtian and give him to Jin Hongzhe, the reward will definitely not be reduced! All the boxers held the same idea, and even many boxers were afraid that they could not deal with Zhao Jingtian and formed a hunting team. At the same time, the leader of the Holy Heaven Boxers Alliance, which maintains the order of the free city, naturally cannot sit and watch a small ant go wild on his territory and challenge his authority. Under the order of the alliance leader, the city guards of the whole city moved and gathered together to kill Zhao Jingtian.

For a moment, the calm city of freedom suddenly became lively, and a vigorous "sky hunting" operation was launched in the city.

However, Zhao Jingtian seems to have evaporated from the world, and these people can't find it no matter how they look for it. No one would have thought that Zhao Jingtian would hide in Mingren Medical Center.

In the inner courtyard of Mingren Medical Center, Ning Bairen, the seventh uncle of Ning Feng and the eldest uncle of Mingren Hospital, looked up and down at Zhao Jingtian with a smile on his face: "Little brother, you are very energetic. I don't know. Are you interested in refining drugs?

Zhao Jingtian shook his head: "I understand the old gentleman's kindness. I'm only interested in learning boxing, such as iron and medicine, which will only distract my energy from learning boxing.

Ning Bairen laughed and said, "Little brother, you probably don't know that refining is very good for the exercise of fire and wood double power. It requires controlling the fire, and the wood force should be continuous and endless. If you can become a medicine master, you may not ask me to save your sister now."

Zhao Jingtian thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. I will learn when I have this opportunity. I also promised an old man to go back to learn casting technology. In fact, Zhao Jingtian thought of the 200 gold coins that Mr. Zheng owed him.

When it comes to casting technology, Ning Bairen's eyes suddenly widened: "An old man? Do you want to go back to learn casting technology? Is that old man's name Zheng Huan?"

Zhao Jingtian was stunned: "How do you know?"

Ning Bairen looked angry and his beard was upturned: "This old man has been competing with me for more than 20 years. He insists that his casting skills are more useful than my refining skills. I said that people will always be sick and injured. He said that with his armor and boxing gloves, as long as he is a boxer, he will not get sick and hurt! What a strange theory! It's just more than ten years ago that the old man ran away with his granddaughter and grandson, and we haven't decided yet! Tell me where he is?"

Zhao Jingtian shrugged his shoulders: "In a deep mountain, I tell you that you don't know. By the way, why did he hide?

"Alas!" Ning Bairen sighed long: "It's not his brother who was jealous of his talent. The two sides quarreled because of the competition for the inheritance of the mixed Yuantang, and the matter became bigger and bigger. As a result, Zheng Huan's son and daughter-in-law died in a family fight. The old man hid in order to protect his granddaughter and grandson.

"Mixed Yuantang?!" Zhao Jingtian's face changed slightly: "Mr. Zheng actually has this! No wonder he is so strange and arrogant.

Ning Bairen sighed a long sigh: "Without this old thing nagging in my ear, life is really lonely!"

Suddenly, Ning Bairen turned his eyes to Zhao Jingtian again, which made Zhao Jingtian hair all over his body: "Mr. Ning, you are always..."

Ning Bairen hummed, "If the old man wants to teach you casting techniques, you have to learn medicine and medicine from me!" Otherwise, where can I find a disciple with such a good talent as you!"

Zhao Jingtian looked depressed: "Mr. Ning, I'm really not interested in those tree roots, turf and other things..."

Ning Bairen said unrelentingly, "I saved your sister and risked hiding you with me. You owe me, you have to pay it back!"

Zhao Jingtian's head got big when he heard it: "Okay, okay, I'll learn from you. Don't mention that I owe you again."

Ning Bairen's eyes turned like an old fox: "Well, as long as you learn this "Principles of Five Practices of Medicine" and this book "Introduction to Pharmaceutical Refining", the favor you owe me will be written off."

Ning Bairen seemed to have been prepared for a long time and picked up two books from the table. The thickness of the two books together is 70 or 80 centimeters!

However, for Zhao Jingtian, who has read many books from Mr. Zhao, it is nothing after reading these two books. The key is to learn, which is more difficult.

Seeing Zhao Jingtian take over the two books, Ning Bairen waved his hand: "Okay, you are also tired today. Go to the room I arranged for you to have a rest. One less person will be safer when they see you. Don't mind, the room is a little rougher.

Zhao Jingtian smiled and said, "For me, it's already very good, although it's just a firewood room."

As soon as Zhao Jingtian left, Ning Feng appeared beside Ning Bairen again: "Uncle Seven, I didn't expect that your old method was also good."

"Hey!" Ning Bairen smiled proudly and said, "Actually, you still look at people and know that this boy is afraid that others will treat him well and owe others a favor. I believe that if this boy is willing to study hard, I will make him a junior doctor within half a year!"