746 Poison Concep

"To be honest, I don't want to be like this. " Jia Zizai raised his hand and scratched his head. "The things you know, I don't care so much about. Actually, I want to know how you killed the madman."

There was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Are you expecting guests?" Jia Zizai asked.

"Wait a minute," Zhong Liuchuan said, still facing him.

Even though he was going to open the door, he walked backward. He had never fought this person, but he knew his reputation. It was always good to be precautions.

"Look at you," Jia Zizai said with a laugh. "You are too careful!"

"Who is it?" Zhong Liuchuan shouted through the iron gate.

"It's me." The voice of Wang Yao came from outside.

"Mr. Wang?" As soon as he heard the voice, Zhong Liuchuan immediately opened the door. At the same time, the previous tension from facing an enemy instantly dissipated.

"What's the matter?" Jia Zizai, who was sitting and drinking tea, was very surprised.

The changes in Zhong Liuchuan's body could not escape his eyes. The changes in emotions caused certain differences in the body, even one couldn't detect the change oneself.

"Sir, how can I address you?" Jia Zizai asked. When the door opened, he was shocked. "It's you?"

"Sure enough, I'm here," Wang Yao said as he looked the man over.

"Did he call you Mr. Wang?" The man was somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Wang Yao asked.

"Mr. Wang, who is also his teacher?" Jia Zizai asked.

"Yes, that's correct," Wang Yao said.

"What do you teach him?" Jia Zizai asked.

"Why should I tell you?" Wang Yao asked as he sat down.

Zhong Liuchuan poured him a cup of tea. Although he wasn't completely relaxed, his body was much less tense than before.

"Let's talk about you," Wang Yao said. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see this old friend," Jia Zizai said with a smile as he looked at Zhong Liuchuan.

"What should I call you?" Wang Yao asked.

"My surname is Jia, Jia Zizai," the middle-aged man said.

"Yes, well, Mr. Jia, the smell on you is a bit heavy," Wang Yao said. "It's not suitable for this village. You should quickly leave."

"The smell on my body is heavy, but his is worse than mine," Jia Zizai said, pointing to Zhong Liuchuan.

He thought to himself, What skills does this young man have to actually make Zhong Liuchuan trust him so much? Is it related to the death of the mad man?

The more he thought about it, the more likely he thought it was.

"The smell on his body has dissipated a lot, and he has already stopped." Wang Yao calmly gave Jia Zizai a cup of tea. "Drink tea, please."

"Thank you," Jia Zizai said.

"Drink this cup of tea and leave, and don't come back, "Wang Yao calmly said.

"Hey, I really like this mountain village," Jia Zizai said. "I just asked if there was a vacant house. I want to buy one."

He still couldn't quite understand the young man before him. Jia Zizai thought, How did he know if I was just bluffing? He looks so young. What kind of skills could he have at his age?

Wang Yao suddenly raised his hand and pressed it into the air. The wooden stool the man was sitting on broke. The man was sprawled out on the floor. His muscles had tightened.

Jia Zizai suddenly felt a huge force squeezing him from all sides, especially from the top. He was unable to resist it. In fact, he did not know how to resist it. His whole body felt like it was being tightly hugged. He was unable to move. He even had difficulty breathing.

"What are his means? A superpower?" His face changed. "No wonder you dare to say such words. No wonder the madman died here. No wonder Zhong Liuchuan stays here. You know that there is danger. You know that the company will arrange for other people to come, but you never leave because of this person, right? Are you learning this skill from him?"

"If you want to settle down, you can," Wang Yao said.

He patted several places on Jia Zizai's body. His internal strength seemed to be extinguished.

"I'll give him to you, Liuchuan," Wang Yao said. "The house next door is unoccupied."

"Got it, sir," Zhong Liuchuan said.

After finishing the conversation, he took Jia Zizai to the house next door and tied him up. At the same time, he took everything off of his body.

"The company knows that I am here," Jia Zizai said.

Zhong Liuchuan stopped for a moment and continued what he was doing.

"This mountain village is really good," Jia Zizai said. "Your teacher is indeed skillful. No matter how skillful he is, he still alone. A large number of ants can bite an elephant to death."

"What do you want to say?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.

"Let me leave," Jia Zizai said. "The company will never send people again."

"Do you think I will trust you?" Zhong Liuchuan tied him very tight.

"I feel very sorry for you that you have to stay here," Jia Zizai said.

This night was very long for him.

"Well, this village is really quiet," Jia Zizai whispered on the bed.

He had used all his means, but he still had no strength. Even if Zhong Liuchuan had not restrained him, he would not have been able to escape.

On Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao had discovered several new drugs. Lately, he had felt that he should configure drugs to not only treat people but to also make people healthier. He also wanted to formulate some drugs with special effects, such as poisons.

It's just a test. Wang Yao smiled as he thought about it in the middle of the night before turning off the lights.

The next morning, the sun rose early. It was another hot day.

"Let's talk about it," Jia Zizai said to Zhong Liuchuan, who was giving him for and water.

"What do you want to talk about?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.

"Ask your teacher what he wants to let me go," Jia Zizai replied.

"Well, I'll ask him this morning," Zhong Liuchuan said. "Let's eat something first."

After one night, Jia Zizai was still weak. It was as if his body was not his own. He had no control over his body.

"Thank you," he said.

"You mindset is so good," Zhong Liuchuan said.

"What else can I do?" Jia Zizai asked. "What is the means of your teacher's display? Is it a supernatural ability or something else?"

"Kung Fu," Zhong Liuchuan replied.

"What? Kung Fu can be like that?" Jia Zizai was not convinced.

"I'm telling the truth," Zhong Liuchuan said.

Later that morning, he went to visit Wang Yao and ask about what to do with Jia Zizai.

"There's no need to worry," Wang Yao said. "I still need him!"

"OK." Since Wang Yao needed him, Zhong Liuchuan would carefully look after him.

When there were no patients, Wang Yao was thinking about the drugs he was creating. Xian Qiuluo should be usable.

Its flowers were very poisonous. People could lose energy after smelling it and even have hallucinations. There were several other medicines that could be considered and used for pharmaceuticals and experiments.

As patients came into the clinic, he put those thoughts away to focus on medical treatment.

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Thousands of miles away…

"Uncle, is there any other way?" Looking at her son, who was getting thinner, the woman was distressed.

She had gone to a number of hospitals in Jing and invited famous doctors from both China and the West. They all said that there was no way.

"Let me think about it again." Li Shengrong said.

In fact, he knew that the best opportunity had been wasted by the mother and son, which was the young doctor in the mountain village.

"It's all Sun family's fault!" Her son's pain made Hou Shida's mother very angry with the family in Dao.

Regardless if her son's condition was caused by them, she hated them very much. That hatred could never be solved. For her, it served as motivation.

"My son is not comfortable, and I can't make him better!" The woman almost lost control when she saw her eldest son.

"Mom, are you sure?" he asked.

He was obviously more stable, which was related to many years of working in the ministry. The cultivation of the family was an inherent advantage, but his own efforts were also necessary. Otherwise, he would be a loser.