Chapter 60: Displaying Painting Skills, Zhang Juzheng Comes Seeking Medical Treatment

After Tang Bohu and Qiuxiang left the medical clinic, peace was restored once more.

Xia Jingtian, Li Shizhen, and Li Zixuan sat together to have lunch.

"Doctor Xia, you are truly amazing. You actually made Tang Bohu drink alcohol and cured his alcoholism," Li Zixuan praised Xia Jingtian.

"Miracle Doctor Xia, this method of breaking an alcohol addiction is quite unique. It worked well on Tang Bohu, helping him quit drinking and pull himself together, though it might not necessarily work for everyone. However, your medicinal wines are wonderful, and I plan to include them in my *Compendium of Materia Medica*," Li Shizhen said.

"No problem at all. It is not some overly complicated formula; combining several..."

Although these young people lacked extensive experience, they possessed a passion and drive that older people lacked. The entire Feiyang Group was currently developing rapidly amidst this vibrant and thriving atmosphere.

However, after sending food a few times, people stopped accepting it. Firstly, they felt embarrassed to continually accept gifts from the couple over and over again; secondly, too much was sent, and they simply could not finish it.

"Isn't it a bit too early to start thinking about what to have for dinner just as we've started afternoon tea?" Xia Wanwan asked.

Given Sargeras's status, even an infinitely weakened soul justified this level of sealing.

A gasp of surprise echoed. Bai Xiao stared with wide eyes at the handsome face of the man magnifying right before her, her cheeks turning involuntarily red.

"If this Chen Yuan truly has taken away an Emperor Weapon, what shall you do?" the Seventh Son suddenly spoke, cutting straight to the point.

He had already noticed the youth's unusual attire for the day, assuming the boy had finally realized the importance of dressing up to attract the favor of the opposite sex.

"Pass down the order and have the Wind-Listening Tower spread the news: in the battle by the Yishui Lake, the rebels swept away the four top-tier grade-three masters of the realm with unstoppable force, slaying two of them while the remaining two fled in panic," the middle-aged man muttered thoughtfully as he instructed the subordinate beside him.

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Ye Tian said, "As for firearms, I only ever touched a gun during college military training, and my target shooting was way off." Ye Tian wore an embarrassed expression.

Now, only the eldest son's family was obedient, while the second son's family was slick and cunning—they neither cooked meals for the elders nor listened to a word they said.

"That's right, exactly like this. All these undead have been blocked outside by us; it is impossible for any undead to pass through our defense and enter the interior of Quel'Thalas," Sylvanas nodded in acknowledgment.

Emperor Li Er only needed to ensure that grain and provisions were transported to the front lines on schedule; everything else was outside his purview. How to execute the operations was the responsibility of the relevant officials.

Then they would have to think of other methods. Since the old lady could not go down to the netherworld voluntarily, and he could not use the underworld's pursuit and capture methods, did that mean they had to wait for underworld ghost runners to come up and arrest her?

The news that Meng Gu'eta had ordered people to cut down trees to build a bridge, attempting to span the trench with a wooden bridge, was spotted by the sentry, who promptly reported it to the generals in the camp.

Witnessing this situation, Valeera considered whether she should find a stray trogg to kill and bring back. Seized by this thought, Valeera could no longer restrain herself. Overconfident in her stealth spell, she slipped out quietly from behind the hiding tree after turning invisible.

Immediately afterward, he flashed an enchanting smile and moved. When he reappeared, he was already pressed close to Lu Yiyi.

At this very moment, Jiang Chen had completely unlocked his third form, and a colossal figure with twin wings sprouting from its back slowly flapped them.

Even Emperor Taizong of Tang composed the imperial postscripts for the two imperial biographies of Emperor Wu and Emperor Xuan, as well as the post-discussion commentaries on Lu Ji and Wang Xizhi in this historical record of the Jin Dynasty, which is why older editions also bear the label "Imperial Edition."

Yu Wan shifted backward slightly, placed her hands on the table, and tilted her head as if studying its purpose.

The Prince Rui's Manor had its original domestic servants, who were considered high-ranking staff within the estate. Below them were the maids serving the primary princess consort, who were second-tier servants. However, since Consort Xiao lacked favor, her maids could only be classified as the lowest-tier servants.

Therefore, as long as Han Ge was willing to mediate and join the cast a bit later, it wouldn't pose any problem for Mingle.

Bai Ze was quite adaptable. Touching things here and there, he said suspiciously, "This place bears a striking resemblance to a magical artifact belonging to the Underworld's Second Young Master."

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Watching his colleague, a forensic doctor in a white lab coat, walk inside and skillfully draw yet another blood sample from Su Beiwang—who was already hooked up to tubes all over—I could completely understand Su Sihang's urge to rush forward and throw punches.

"Burn the benevolent heart hall?" A murderous aura instantly ignited on Ling Ruoxuan's face. Anyone bold enough to burn her Renxin Hall was simply courting death.

"Thank you, I'm counting on you." I bit my lower lip, feeling so polite that even my liver trembled.

She took a massive gulping mouthful as if drinking poison, holding it in her mouth, and slowly leaned in to offer her lips, yet somehow she could never find the right angle.

"Of course I followed you here. Yunfei, sister sees that you've fully recovered—or perhaps you were never sick at all," Ling Ruoxuan said angrily.

"See if you can crawl up. I'll carry you on my back!" I handed the gun to Liu Mazi nearby, bent down, and growled lowly at him.

"Ding Ming, I screw your grandmother! If I don't die, I'll definitely finish you off and wipe out the Qing Gang!" I shouted with a grimace of pain, wishing desperately that I could just pass out right then and there.

At that moment, several police cars and SWAT armored vehicles also arrived. Pulling up right in front, they directly blocked the path of the four robbers, and over a dozen regular police officers alongside more than twenty SWAT members swiftly poured out of the vehicles.

Perhaps that evil spirit hadn't expected me to risk my life with such a desperate move, and its head was instantly hooked aside by my Netherworld Halberd, bursting open like a ripe tomato with green and red fluids splashing everywhere.

Having made up my mind, the Fairy of Ice and I sneaked close to the royal palace, waiting for nightfall.

"Bladefiend, the brothers will be right here! Not a single one of these Hubei fellows is getting away!" Things having reached this point, I had no choice but to swallow my broken teeth and intimidation-threatened the group of migrant workers.