"Xu Wendong, I thought you were a true man who repays gratitude, but I never expected you to be so ungrateful." A young man was full of anger.
Zhang Qianqian’s eyes were also filled with disappointnt, seemingly unable to believe that Xu Wendong would be so ruthless.
Zhang Zhenlin forced a smile, "A Qiang, there’s no need for that. Although the Zhang Family Boxing Gym taught him the Baji Fist, a master leads the way, practice depends on the individual, and he paid tuition after all."
"Even if we step back ten thousand steps, helping is a favor, refusing is an obligation."
Xu Wendong said nervously, "Master Zhang, when I was a child, my grandfather taught to be grateful and repay kindness. Although I paid tuition to learn the Baji Fist, there is an ancient saying, ’A teacher for a day, a father for life,’ this kindness cannot be forgotten by the younger generation."
Zhang Zhenlin was sowhat puzzled by Xu Wendong’s words, and asked suspiciously, "And then?"
Xu Wendong replied matter-of-factly, "If the Zhang family is in trouble, I, Xu Wendong, should contribute my strength, so helping once is not enough to repay the kindness the Zhang family has shown !"
"This..." Zhang Zhenlin never expected Xu Wendong to be so loyal and righteous, which made him feel a surge of emotion and much relieved.
After all, if the life and death of the Zhang family could be tied to this person, with his achievents in martial arts, the Zhang family’s future shouldn’t be too difficult.
A strange light appeared in Zhang Qianqian’s beautiful eyes as well, as Xu Wendong was outstanding, loyal and righteous, and also handso. Wasn’t this her dream prince?
In contrast, the other three young disciples looked at Xu Wendong with hostility, as if they believed Xu Wendong’s appearance would take their senior sister away.
At this mont, Zhang Zhenlin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning increasingly pale. Everyone was very worried upon seeing this and quickly helped Zhang Zhenlin back to the bedroom.
"Master Zhang, please don’t move, I will help relieve your pain." Xu Wendong offered.
Zhang Zhenlin weakly smiled, "My dical skills may not be as good as yours, but I know my injury, don’t strain yourself."
Being a person who practiced martial arts, he understood how tragic the outco of a damaged heart could be. Such an illness was considered incurable in today’s dical world.
He simply didn’t believe that Xu Wendong could alleviate his pain.
"Dad, Xu Wendong’s dical skills are amazing, let him try." Zhang Qianqian thought about how Xu Wendong had massaged her before, her face blushing instantly.
Although the massage was quite awkward for her, it must be said that the effect was really good, as her pain was quickly relieved after his massage.
Zhang Zhenlin smiled, although he didn’t believe in Xu Wendong’s ability, he did not refuse. After all, he couldn’t let his daughter worry because of him.
Xu Wendong imdiately stretched out his hands, focusing the True Qi in his body onto his hands, then used the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand to massage Zhang Zhenlin.
Initially, Zhang Zhenlin did not believe that Xu Wendong could relieve his pain, but he clearly felt a coolness flowing into his body, which instantly eased his pain.
"This is incredible!" Zhang Zhenlin exclaid in amazent, clearly not expecting Xu Wendong’s dical skills to surpass his martial arts achievents.
As ti went by, fine beads of sweat appeared on Xu Wendong’s forehead, his face looking very haggard, as if he had been seriously ill.
Puff!
When he suddenly pressed both hands against Zhang Zhenlin’s chest, Zhang Zhenlin vomited a mouthful of dark blood, and the originally pale face regained so color.
Xu Wendong said tiredly, "Master Zhang, the clogged blood in your body has been expelled, although the injury hasn’t fully healed, it shouldn’t affect your normal life."
Zhang Qianqian excitedly asked, "Xu Wendong, does that an my dad’s injury is completely healed?"
"I don’t have the strength to completely cure the damaged heart, but living a bit longer won’t be a problem." Seeing Zhang Qianqian’s disappointnt and pain, Xu Wendong continued, "Don’t worry, at most in a month, I will surely heal Master Zhang."
Zhang Zhenlin smiled, "I believe you."
Changing the subject, he looked at A Qiang, and said, "Go get that Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng for and make so ginseng tea for Wendong to replenish his energy."
Although he didn’t know how Xu Wendong relieved his injuries, he could see that Xu Wendong’s current state was very poor, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to describe it as weak and fragile.
So, both sentintally and logically, he owed it to repay his kindness.
"Dad, A Qiang is clumsy, how can he do such a thing, let do it!" Zhang Qianqian volunteered, then walked out with light footsteps.
Zhang Zhenlin’s three apprentices all had expressions as if life held no more aning, as they had grown up in the Zhang family and had never been treated so warmly by the young mistress in all those years.
Then looking at Xu Wendong...
Damn, comparing people can be exasperating!
"You three go out first, I have a few words to chat with Wendong." Zhang Zhenlin spoke, and after the three disciples left, he sat up weakly, smiling and asked, "How old are you? Where do you live? Do you have a girlfriend? Are your parents well?"
Xu Wendong felt awkward, was this an interrogation?
Despite this, he honestly answered Zhang Zhenlin’s questions.
"You’re eighteen, my daughter is three years older than you, just at the golden age to cuddle a gold bar!" Zhang Zhenlin displayed a aningful smile.
Xu Wendong was embarrassed. Was he hinting to let pursue his daughter?
"Uh, let make a call first." Realizing it was ti for work, Xu Wendong got up and went to the door, calling Ding Yao to ask for a brief leave.
After all, he was very weak now.
Ding Yao, perceiving his weakness, tenderly said, "Listen, don’t bother coming by this afternoon, I’m giving you half a day off."
Xu Wendong quietly asked, "I’ve just started working and now I’m absent for no reason, won’t others have opinions?"
Ding Yao dominantly retorted, "You are my student, I’m giving you half a day off, how can that be considered absenteeism? Alright, rest well, you must co to the hospital lively like a tiger tomorrow."
The emphasis on ’must’ clearly indicated sothing.
"Okay, I will definitely co lively like a tiger tomorrow." Xu Wendong laughed and hung up the phone.
Before long.
Zhang Qianqian returned with a tray, which held a clay pot, plus a ladle and a porcelain bowl. She placed the tray on the table and then served Xu Wendong a bowl of yellow-orange herbal decoction.
"Sothing’s off, didn’t I ask you to make ginseng tea? Why does it have the taste of other herbs?" Zhang Zhenlin questioned with a suspicious look.
Zhang Qianqian casually replied, "Oh, I also simred your treasured Hundred-Year-Old Ganoderma and Tian Shan Snow Lotus together!"
Zhang Zhenlin almost spat blood, "That’s all my savings, your dowry for when you get married!"
Puff!
Xu Wendong directly spat out the herbal decoction he had yet to swallow, this... is this sothing I can drink?
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