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Zhao Jinbao acted like an old scholar, with a serious look on his face he said: "Director Lin, I can understand your feelings, but treatment is not something that can be resolved in a day, especially with regards to traditional Chinese medicine, it is more important to nurture your body internally."

"Although my massage can help you recover from your leg injury, this is only an auxiliary treatment after all. It is an external nourishment. Your injury is in your bones, so your true recovery will still depend on yourself."

Lin Hengfa felt that everything Zhao Jinbao said was reasonable, and said: "Then Mr. Zhao, what should I do?"

"If the bones are broken, then the massage will only boost blood flow. The bones will have to grow better. Too much massage will delay the healing time of the bones. So, the massage should not be done too often. It's best to keep it done once a week."

"Once a week, isn't that too little?" Lee Nan could not help but interrupt and ask.

Lin Hengfa also nodded his head. Once a week, that meant he still had to lie on the wheelchair for a long time.

During the recovery period of broken bones, I will also need to recuperate. While Director Lin is recuperating, I will prescribe some medicine, and Director Lin only needs to consume them every day. I believe that in a few weeks, Director Lin will see the results he wants.

"Alright, I'll listen to Mr. Zhao." Lin Hengfa nodded his head, every word that he said was very reasonable, and Zhao Jinbao had already made the first impression, so Lin Hengfa and Lee Nan did not have any doubts about him.

"Mm, when I go back, I'll write down the prescription to Secretary Li."

Zhao Jinbao asked Lee Nan to send him back to Shuangqiao Village. On the way, Lee Nan took out a card from his pocket and gave it to Zhao Jinbao. Zhao Jinbao took a look at it, and saw that it was a bank card.

"Secretary Li, what do you mean by this?" Zhao Jinbao pretended not to know.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a bit of goodwill from our boss, and can be considered as the deposit for this diagnosis." Lee Nan said as he drove.

"That's not appropriate. I haven't even cured the Director Lin yet, so it won't be too late to get more after that." Zhao Jinbao then handed the card back to Lee Nan.

Lee Nan anxiously used his hands to stop him, and said: "Mr. Zhao, this is what Director Lin said, if you do not accept it, it will not be good for me to go back, so stop making things difficult for me, furthermore, this is what you deserve."

Zhao Jinbao slightly 'reluctantly' retracted his hand, and muttered: "My first day just now, Director Lin was like this, I was mainly afraid that I would fail to live up to Director Lin's expectations."

"Haha, both Director Lin and I have witnessed Mr. Zhao's medical skills. This hundred thousand dollars is the payment for Sir's diagnosis fee. Director Lin said it, but no matter what the result is, we cannot let Sir off the hook for nothing."

A hundred thousand! The card cost a hundred thousand yuan!

Zhao Jinbao had already thought that Lin Hengfa would give him money, it was just that he never thought that Lin Hengfa would give him this much at once. As expected of the head of the Yutai County breeding ground, his attacks were indeed generous.

This was the most amount of money he had received up till now. A hundred thousand yuan was something that was unthinkable to a poor little farmer like them, because the net income of Zhao Jinbao's family from the past, which was only a few thousand yuan and a hundred thousand yuan, could only be saved by his family after a dozen of years.

After Lee Nan sent Zhao Jinbao back to the village, he went back to look for a few posts on the internet that could help him recuperate before he sent them over to Lin Hengfa. Although it was a fake, he had to pretend that it was real.

After taking care of all this, Zhao Jinbao went to the yellow field to water it. After doing all that, he walked to the shade of a tree on the side of the road to rest for a while, then shouted towards a patch of uninhabited bushes: "Come out, you've been following me for a long time."

Sure enough, after Zhao Jinbao finished speaking, there was a commotion from behind the bushes, and immediately after, a person dressed in black slowly walked out.

"It's such a hot day and you're still wearing black. Aren't you hot?" Zhao Jinbao had a smile on his face, and said with a calm tone.

"Assassins have a strong adaptability to the environment!"

This man in black was the man in black who wanted to kill Zhao Jinbao last night.

"I already let you go, why are you following me? Don't tell me you still want to kill me?"

The man in black smiled helplessly. The corners of his sharp cheeks became distinct. His smile even became stiff. "Do you think that I will have the chance to kill you if I were to act like this?"

Zhao Jinbao looked at the black clothed man's right wrist. There, it was wrapped with black bandages, but it was still unable to hide the blood stains.

"Then why are you following me?"

"I think you're a bit special." Black One said.

"Why is it special?" Zhao Jinbao asked.

"Killers are a hateful profession. Normally, if a task fails, there is only one ending, and that is death. Some died in the hands of the organization, and some died in missions. But people like me who want to be assassinated have been released. It's probably a special case in our industry."

Zhao Jinbao didn't know what kind of situation the assassination business was, but from what the black clothed man said, it seemed to be a very bloody business, "I don't want to kill people, I just want to protect myself, but since this business is so dark, why don't you leave?

"It's not that you don't want to retreat, it's that you can't. Anyone with Killer Organization has many secrets of their customer. The upper echelons of the organization won't let anyone who knows the secret leave here alive."

"Do you want to leave that organization?"

The man in black said helplessly, "Hehe, it's easier said than done!"

"Your right hand is now crippled, and your assassination mission has failed. If you go back, what will happen to you?" Zhao Jinbao asked.

"Die!" The man in black said without hesitation.

Zhao Jinbao noticed that the black clothed man did not seem to be afraid of death. He did not even blink when he was killing people. He really wanted to know how the black-clothed man accomplished this feat.

"Then do you want to live?" An idea suddenly popped up in Zhao Jinbao's mind.

The black clothed man was startled, he did not understand what Zhao Jinbao meant, and looked at him suspiciously. Seeing that, Zhao Jinbao said: "I have a way to prevent you from dying, and not only that, even the severed tendons in your hands, I can help you recover, do you want it?"

The black clothed man's eyes lit up. He did not care if he lived or died, but Zhao Jinbao's words that could help him recover his hand tendons attracted him a little, "What method?"

Zhao Jinbao knew that it was impossible for the black clothed man to not worry about the severed tendons in his hands. Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, he said: Follow behind me and I will help you restore your tendons.