Changchun hall is a traditional Chinese Medicine Museum with a history of 100 years. The buildings inside are very simple. They are all buildings 100 years ago. Although they have been reinforced and repaired, they still look very dilapidated, but they also give people a taste of simplicity.
The whole fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine is distributed in the hospital, which makes everyone feel relaxed and happy.
"Old man, why don't you pay the security fee this month? Do you want us to do it before you are willing to give money."
In the courtyard in the center of the hospital, several ruffian hoodlums stood with iron bars in their hands. One of them, with pockmarked faces, shouted at a middle-aged uncle in a Zhongshan suit.
The middle-aged uncle in Zhongshan suit showed an embarrassed look on his face and said helplessly to the pockmarked gangster: "brother Tu, we haven't opened a few businesses in the medical school this month. Even food and clothing are a problem. How can we have money to pay public security fees."
Yao Guang doesn't seem to be lying. The medicine stove in the hospital hasn't been opened for several days. Obviously, no patients have come to Changchun hall to see a doctor.
He is the attending doctor of this century old medical school. He has the medical skills handed down by his ancestors for three generations. In the past, Changchun hall was nearby, which is also a well-known medical school.
But in his generation, the medical center began to decline. When he was young, he didn't like traditional Chinese medicine. After many years of confusion, he picked up the silver needle again for treatment.
However, at that time, his parents had passed away, so he could only rely on his not exquisite medical skills to cure the neighbors for minor diseases such as colds and headaches, and he could barely live on.
"No money? No money, what do you eat? How did your beautiful daughter get to college?"
Upon hearing this, the gangster named Tuge raised a sneer at Yao Guang.
While talking, his eyes fell on the pure Laurie behind Yao Guang, looked up and down, and couldn't help licking his tongue.
It was the first time he had seen such a superb Lori. I heard that Yao Guang had given birth to a beautiful daughter. I didn't think it was true.
If this girl is in bed, she must be very comfortable!
This pure Lori is Yao BEI'ER from class 4 of traditional Chinese medicine!
At the moment, her delicate and lovely face was full of panic, and her little body could not stop shaking.
"Brother Tu, I have only so much money left to study for my daughter. I really have no money."
Hearing brother Tu's words, Yao Guang's face also showed a nervous look and hurriedly said.
He did rely on his old background to force his daughter to go to college.
Nowadays, people begin to pursue efficiency. When they get sick, they all hope to get better quickly, while the treatment efficiency of Western medicine is very high. If they have a cold and headache, just hang a needle. Unlike traditional Chinese medicine, it takes too long to recuperate slowly.
So there are fewer and fewer people who see traditional Chinese medicine. His last background is that he is ready to study for his daughter Gong. How can he have money for brother Tu!
"No money, OK. Let your daughter go out for a drink with me, which will be regarded as the public security fee of this month."
But brother Tu didn't eat Yao Guang at all. He raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said.
While talking, he was ready to reach out and grab Yao BEI'ER.
"Oh, it's very lively here. What's the trouble? Robbing beautiful women?"
At this time, a lazy voice came in from outside Changchun hall.
Then, a figure came in slowly.
When brother Tu heard the speech, he couldn't help turning his head and looking at it. He saw a young man walking quickly to Changchun hall, with a faint smile on his mouth.
This man is Wang Xiao!
"Wang Xiao!"
As soon as Yao BEI'ER saw Wang Xiao, her pretty face suddenly showed a happy look. With Wang Xiao, she doesn't have to worry about her father being bullied today.
"Boy, who are you? Dare to take care of our affairs!"
Brother Tu stared at Wang Xiao coldly and said coldly.
"Lin Cheng University freshman Chinese medicine class 4, Wang Xiao, this lovely little beauty's classmate!"
Wang smiled seriously and introduced himself to brother Tu.
Brother TU was stunned when he heard the speech, and then quickly reacted. A smile suddenly appeared on his face and burst into laughter.
"It's too much for a college student to meddle in our business!"
The younger brothers behind brother Tu also laughed with him, and their eyes looking at Wang Xiao were full of disdain and ridicule.
"The people of the world, take care of the affairs of the world. Is there a problem?"
Wang Xiao shrugged and said calmly.
"Mind your own business, of course, but it depends on whether you have this ability!"
Brother Tu suddenly stopped laughing, his face became cold and cruel, and said coldly to Wang Xiao.
After saying that, he waved his hands to the younger brothers behind him and said in a cold voice, "start, give this boy some color to see!"
The younger brothers did not hesitate at all when they heard the speech. They took out their knives from their arms and were ready to poke Wang Xiao.
Yao Guang, who was next to him, was startled when he saw this scene. He started to use the knife. If there was a human life, he would not have to open the hospital.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when the younger brothers came to Wang Xiao, Wang Xiao stretched out his hand and stopped them.
"Why, boy, are you afraid?"
Seeing Wang Xiao's action, brother Tu thought the young man was afraid. He couldn't help raising a sneer and said.
"No, I just want to say that the space here is too small. Go out and practice?"
Wang Xiao shrugged his shoulders, looked indifferent and said to brother Tu.
"Practice? Boy, you're so arrogant. Do you want to be alone and pick so many of us, but it's a joke."
Hearing Wang Xiao's words, brother Tu also raised a sneer at Wang Xiao.
"Why, don't you dare?" Wang smiled and asked.
"Hum, my brother Tu doesn't dare. You want to practice, right? OK, I'll practice with you!"
With a cold hum and a big move, brother Tu and Wang Xiaoqi left Changchun hall and disappeared at the corner.
"Belle, who is that boy?"
After they left Changchun hall, Yao Guangcai turned his head and asked Yao BEI'ER.
"His name is Wang Xiao. He is the monitor of our class." Yao BEI'ER explained that when she spoke, a look of worry appeared on her face.
"This young man, what can you do? Belle, go to the police and I'll follow up and have a look." Yao Guang heard that he was just a student, and his face could not help showing concern.
If the young man was beaten by brother Tu because of them, what should he do!
After that, he chased out of Changchun hall.
Wang Xiao and Tu Ge left Changchun hall and stopped in a remote alley nearby.
"Boy, there are no people in this place. Come on, how do you want to practice!"
Brother Tu glanced at Wang with a smile and said coldly.
"Well, it's really quiet here. Let's go together and solve you. I can also meet Yao BEI'ER."
Wang smiled and nodded, then said faintly to brother Tu.
"Together? Boy, are you pretending to be B? Dare to say this in front of us..."
When brother Tu heard Wang Xiao's words, he raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and prepared to make a few sarcastic remarks, but halfway through, he saw a big hand coming at him.
Click
A crisp dislocation sounded in the air.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Tuge's two arms were directly unloaded and shook freely in mid air, as if they were ownerless!
"Oh, my hand!"
Seeing this scene, brother Tu suddenly changed his face and said in horror.
"Don't worry, I'll unload all your bones later. It's too early to scream now."
Wang Xiao smiled lazily at brother Tu and said.
"What are you doing? Let's go together and kill the boy."
Brother Tu turned his head and shouted at the little brothers who hadn't reacted yet.
"Well, it's brother Tu!" The younger brothers just recovered, nodded quickly, took out their knives, and prepared to stab Wang Xiaotong.
But the first mock exam of their hands in the trouser pocket reveals that there is nothing left in the trouser pocket of the old knife.
Their knives are gone!
"Are you looking for this!"
Just as the younger brothers felt through their trouser pockets and looked for knives, a lazy voice also sounded from their ears.
They turned their heads and saw that Wang Xiao was holding several knives in his hand, throwing them into the air and playing with them.
"How did you get our knife? When did you steal it?"
When the younger brothers saw this scene, they were surprised and shouted in unison.
Wang smiled and said faintly, "is this question very important?"
The reputation of flying dragon cloud hand, even if it is said, these street gangsters can't know!