Early morning.

The calm business community in Jiangzhou was blown up by a headline and became unsettled.

"Zhao Chenggang, chairman of Yuanjiang Multinational Group and the third largest shareholder of Chenyu Group, died in the villa last night."

The news is short.

But it's no less than a bomb!

Jiangzhou business community is highly concerned!

The Jiangzhou Criminal Police Team mobilizes a large number of police resources to investigate!

In a short period of time, I am afraid that this matter will not be settled.

As the initiator.

Chu Feng was frowning in the lounge on the top floor of the Chenyu Building, studying the "Qihuang Medical Codex".

This ancient book covers a wide range of topics, acupuncture, herbs, pulse methods, internal principles, meridians, medical prescriptions...

Everything about TCM is included!

Every sentence in the book cannot be ignored, the content is highly condensed, and the exposition is quite subtle.

Chu Feng studied all night, and only read a little more than one page of acupuncture methods.

"We still need to lay the groundwork."

Putting down the "Qihuang Medical Codex", Chu Feng let out a sigh of relief, with a helpless and bitter smile on his face.

Ancient books are written in ancient characters, which is very troublesome to read, and there are too many Chinese medicine words in them, which are difficult to understand without a certain foundation.

Although Chu Feng didn't gain anything this night, the efficiency was too low and it didn't meet expectations.

After a moment of contemplation, he prepared to check out the bookstore.

Supplement the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine and digest this "Qihuang Medical Codex", which will be much faster.

Put away the ancient books, Chu Feng washed up briefly, went downstairs to take a taxi, and went to Xinhua Bookstore.

Chenyu Building.

Top floor, President's Office.

Liu Xueran frowned slightly, and looked at the news headlines on the computer with solemn eyes.

Zhao Chenggang died.

The brief headline did not say the cause of Mr. Zhao's death, let alone whether it was an accident or a suicide.

But I don't know why.

Almost instantly, Liu Xueran thought of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng, does it have anything to do with Zhao Chenggang's death?

At this time, Shu Yumo pushed the door and walked in.

"Sister Xue Ran, have you watched the news?"

Her delicate face was also rare and more dignified.

"Looked." Liu Xueran nodded lightly.

"Then Sister Xueran, what do you think of Zhao Chenggang's death? I always felt a little weird. Shu Yumo frowned.

Liu Xueran shook her head and did not express her opinion.

After being silent for a while, she asked, "What about Chu Feng?" ”

"I don't know where he went."

Speaking of Chu Feng, Shu Yumo was also speechless.

After she saw the news, the first person she looked for was Chu Feng, but she found that Chu Feng was not in the rest room at all.

This man, absenteeism is still addicted?

Is he really not afraid that Liu Xueran will deduct his salary?

Listening to Shu Yumo's answer, Liu Xueran was speechless.

In the past few days, Chu Feng Shenlong has seen the beginning and the end, and it is indeed a bit frequent, and it is not a way to always do this.

After thinking for a while, Liu Xueran was ready to send Chu Feng to the security department to register his name and record his attendance.

lest he run about every day.

Unconsciously, Liu Xueran was already accustomed to Chu Feng's behavior of messing around here...

On the main road of Jiangzhou.

Liu Hongyi sat in the back row of the black Bentley, looking at the news on his mobile phone, his face suddenly froze.

Zhao Chenggang died?

After being silent for a long time, Liu Hongyi said in a deep voice: "Yun Bo, there is a case, you pay close attention to it." ”

"If there's any movement on the side of the criminal police team, you notify me immediately, and I'll find a way to suppress it."

"Okay." Yun Bo nodded and drove at a gallop.

....

Because of Saturdays, there are a lot of people in the bookstore.

Most of the younger students are reading comics and the like, and no one reads tutorial books anyway.

Chu Feng came all the way to the third floor of the bookstore.

He swept his gaze and saw the Chinese medicine bookshelf.

It was a corner on the third floor, and there were very few people.

Complicated TCM books are listed on the shelves, which look very complete, and few young people stop here.

Most of them are elderly people.

Walking around the bookshelf, Chu Feng took the lead in choosing a book of Hundred Schools of Medicine, frowned and read.

His memory is not bad.

But it is a bit difficult to ask a man who is used to being on the battlefield and killing people to read obscure Chinese medicine books.

Chu Feng read one of the first two big.

Time flies.

Midday.

Chu Feng let out a sigh of relief, closed the Hundred Schools of Medicine Theory in his hand, and felt a headache.

This book is even more difficult to understand than the "Qihuang Medical Codex".

"Finished reading, young man?"

A gentle voice suddenly came from the side.

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that there was a kind old man standing beside him at some point.

The old man was probably in his fifties.

Slightly long gray hair tied back his head, wearing glasses, and a faint scholarly demeanor.

Chu Feng nodded: "After reading it, is the old gentleman also here to choose Chinese medicine books?" ”

He could feel a feeling similar to Yao Chunshu in the old man, which showed that the old man had some background.

"Haha, sort of." The old man waved his hand.

"Young man, do you want to study Chinese medicine?"

"Hmm." Chu Feng did not hide it, and directly admitted: "I have some interest in Chinese medicine and want to learn by myself." ”

"Have you ever studied?" The old man continued to ask.

Chu Feng shook his head: "It's not deep. ”

"Then you read this book, it's a little early." The old man nodded at the hundred schools of medicine in Chu Feng's hand and said with a smile.

Chu Feng thought thoughtfully: "Really? ”

"Can the old gentleman recommend a few books for me?"

"That's pretty good." The old man turned around and took out a copy of the basic theory of Chinese medicine from the shelf.

"The content in it can be simply seen as a rough framework for today's TCM theories."

"Through this, you can learn more about Chinese medicine."

"Some professional terms, terms, pathologies, which are also described, are very suitable for beginners."

Chu Feng took the book, and his eyes lit up.

What he needs now is a book like this!

"After reading through this book, you can learn about Chinese medicine, prescriptions, diagnosis, and study the four classics of Chinese medicine, which will help you a lot in the future."

The old man continued to say to Chu Feng.

Hearing this, Chu Feng smiled slightly.

Those things are expounded in the "Qihuang Medical Codex", and compared with the four classics, the medical Taoism contained in the "Qihuang Medical Codex" is obviously more comprehensive.

"Thank you, sir."

Coming back to his senses, Chu Feng nodded to the old man and thanked him.

The old man waved his hand.

"It's gratifying to see young people like you with the idea of studying Chinese medicine."

"I wonder if you can tell me what drove you to study Chinese medicine?"

Chu Feng thought for a while and replied, "Studying Chinese medicine is mainly for the sake of health preservation. ”

"However, the Tao of traditional Chinese medicine has a long history, and the connotation has long been not only for the world's doctors, but also for the Taoist system."

"It's actually good to have time to learn."

Listening to Chu Feng's words.

The old man's face was a little stunned.

He was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses, shook his head and laughed heartily, and patted Chu Feng on the shoulder.

"Yes, young man, well said."

"If you have any questions about studying Chinese medicine in the future, you can contact me, and I may be able to help you with something."

The old man said, handing Chu Feng a business card.

The business card was clean.

There is only one line of name and one line of phone.

The old man's name is Ye Guozhong.

Generally, the identity of people who hold this style of business card is not simple, and they do not need any false name to set off themselves.

Liu Xueran's personal business card to Chu Feng was this style.

Chu Feng took the business card and nodded in thanks.

Seeing the old man leave with a smile, Chu Feng went downstairs with the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine, ready to buy it and read it.

He went to the first floor to settle the bill, turned and left.

Just when Chu Feng walked to the door of the bookstore.

A shout suddenly rang out!

"Thief!"

With the sound falling, a short man in a gray hoodie rushes out of the crowd!

He was holding a delicate white lady's satchel in his arms, and he was wielding a bright fruit knife in his hand!

"Fuck off! Don't look for death! ”

The short man let out a vicious roar and rushed to the door of the bookstore brandishing a fruit knife.

It was noon, and most of the people reading books in the bookstore had dispersed, and the rest were all children and teenagers.

Faced with a murderer with a knife in his hand, no one dared to stand up and stop him.

Many people shrank behind the bookshelves in horror.

They stayed away for fear of being mistakenly injured.

The short man grinned and looked like he was about to rush out of the bookstore.

Suddenly, he saw Chu Feng.

Stand at the door of the bookstore, don't dodge or dodge.

"Damn, don't you have long eyes?"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Don't look for death! ”

The short man scolded Chu Feng angrily, his speed under his feet did not decrease, and he rushed over quickly.

Chu Feng still didn't move.

"Damn, do you really dare not touch you?"

The short man's eyes were slighted, and he stabbed it with a knife!

He has a criminal record, so it's clear.

If he can't run away today, then he will definitely be sent to the bureau, and he won't be able to get out for a year and a half.

So when it's time to stab someone, he won't hesitate and be merciful, only in this way can he deter passers-by!

Only then can he escape!

In the eyes of the short man, Chu Feng, who was standing in front of him, was a stunned young man who was not afraid of death.

It's just right to kill him and make an example of the monkey!

On the tip of the knife, the cold light flickered!

The short man has a cruel face!

It seems that he has seen the picture of Chu Feng being stabbed!

People who saw this scene covered their eyes one after another.

Chill!

No one dared to watch the next scene of Chu Feng being stabbed with blood!

Even the clerk who was about to call the police turned pale with fright at the sight of the short man stabbing him out with a knife.

Only Chu Feng was not in a hurry.

Looking at the short man rushing in, he frowned, and without waiting for the tip of the knife to stab, he raised his leg and kicked it!

"Click!"

Impartially, right in the middle of the man's wrist with a knife!

Cracked wrist bone!

The huge force made the bright fruit knife fly directly out of the short man's hand!

"Ahh

The cruelty on the short man's face immediately twisted into a ball with severe pain, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

Chu Feng grabbed it and held the fruit knife in the air.

He played with his knife and crouched in front of the man's face.

"Package."

Chu Feng said lightly.

The short man trembled all over, his face was stiff and pale, looking at Chu Feng, he wanted to cry without tears.

I knew that this eldest brother was a practitioner, and if he gave him ten dares, he wouldn't rush at Chu Feng's face.

He didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly handed the bag to Chu Feng.

"Brother... Pack I've got it for you... Can you let me go..."

The short man asked with a sad face and a trembling face.

Chu Feng smiled playfully.

"Let you go?"

"Did you put it when you were going to stab me before?"

The short man shuddered, and his heart suddenly froze.

"Don't ink, call the police."

Chu Feng's eyes sank, and the bright fruit knife flickered, and a string of bright lights flickered.

The short man only felt a chill on his head, and when he came back to his senses, the hood of his hoodie had been cut into messy pieces of cloth.

Looking at the cloth, he almost fainted.

What kind of means is this?

Can knives still play like this?

The short man had no doubt that Chu Feng had the ability to cut off his dog's head with a knife.

Frightened, he didn't dare to hesitate, and cried and took out his mobile phone to call the police, making the police stunned.

Come back to your senses.

The people in the bookstore were stunned.

No one expected that Chu Feng, who was obviously about to be stabbed, did not fall, but the robbers were frightened.

I even called the police myself!

It's incredible!

Chu Feng casually put away the fruit knife, stood up with the lady's satchel, raised his hand and asked, "Who's?" ”

"My bag."

As Chu Feng's words fell, a young girl came over at a trot, took the bag, and bowed her head to thank her.

"Thank you... Thank you for helping me... Chu Feng? ”

The girl was halfway through thanking her, and was suddenly stunned.

She recognized Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was also stunned and recognized the girl.

The girl is Shen Yurou's best friend, Xu Yao.

Chu Feng had seen it in the first courtyard that day.

"It's you... No wonder you can beat this thief down. Xu Yao had an extra smile on his face.

She had seen Chu Feng's skills in the first courtyard.

is the sturdy security guard of the first courtyard, and he is not Chu Feng's opponent, a little thief, it is indeed nothing.

Chu Feng shook his head with a smile and asked, "Why are you here?" What about Shen Yurou? ”

"She's in the hospital, I'll buy materials for her."

"Recently, we have been preparing papers, and the materials that Yurou needs are not available in the school library."

Xu Yao replied.

"I see." Chu Feng nodded.

Also at this time.

A voice that was a few tones higher suddenly sounded behind Xu Yao.

"Hey, Xu Yao, is this someone you know?"