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Then, from the mouth of the emperor's martial arts, he leisurely spit out arrogant and proud words, and the more he spoke, the more arrogant and fierce he became-

"See, this is the real sharpening of iron like clay, blowing hair and breaking hair! This knife, I have treasured it for many years, today I will invite it out and taste the taste of blood!"

Taste the blood......

A lot of people shudder.

Most people practice martial arts just to strengthen their bodies.

Most of the disciples of the Qilin Pavilion hated Chen Xuan only because he went to the pavilion before, fought hard, and thwarted Huangfu Shangwu.

But Huangfu Shangwu now took out his saber, and this rhythm is not right.

For!

Huangfu Shangwu held the saber and put his fingers on the bright sword, and with a flick of his fingers, it made a crisp sound.

Then he jerked back and declared that some people—

"Get out of your guys!"

Whew!

About twenty or thirty people, all the time, stood still, and at this moment, under the order of the emperor's martial arts, they reacted-

More than 20 people, almost at the same time, took out the weapons they carried with them.

Among them, machetes are the most, and there are many other knives.

These people, together with Huangfu Shangwu, are ready to come and cut Chen Xuan.

"Lao Tzu wants to see how powerful you are at Tai Chi with your bare hands! Are you afraid of the knife? When the sharp blade is slashed on the body, Lao Tzu wants to see whether it is bleeding or not!"

Huangfu Shangwu's eyes were red, this was the first time that he had let the Qilin Pavilion come out of the nest and gather so many people together.

Clang!

Suddenly, a certain knife-wielding man who was eager to make meritorious contributions in front of Huangfu Shangwu rushed too fast, and was about to get close to Chen Xuan, and when he swung a knife, his wrist suddenly seemed to have suffered an electric shock, and he suddenly trembled and twitched, and the machete in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Ahhhh

The man cried out, his left hand covering his right hand, and his hand was covered with blood, and there was a steady stream of blood pouring out of his right wrist.

I didn't know when, this man's wrist actually had an extra flying knife with a strange shape, about one centimeter long, which was directly inserted into the flesh and cut off the blood vessels.

"Whose throwing knives?"

Huangfu Shangwu saw this scene in person, and after being dumbfounded, he asked in a panic.

Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Knock knock!

A group of surgeons hurried to the door of Wu Yuliang's office.

"Come in!"

Wu Yuliang replied in the office.

Then he took off his reading glasses, looked at this group of uneasy and flustered subordinates, and frowned: "What's the matter?"

An attending surgeon with more than 20 years of experience in the field of surgery hurriedly said: "Dean, our surgical department is seriously understaffed now, can you send some more manpower over?"

"There are not enough people, our hospital has the most surgical staff, and you are still coming to me to send more manpower, are you crazy?" Wu Yuliang said angrily.

"No, Dean, today is a special situation......" The doctor was anxious, his head covered in sweat.

Wu Yuliang scolded: "The situation is special? Otherwise, I'll let the personnel department recruit you now?" I think you just have nothing to do!"

After saying that, he turned around, sat down, and went on to get busy.

"Dean!Dean!" the doctor blurted out anxiously, "I don't know what's going on, there are a lot of injured patients coming here today, almost all of them have been traumatized, and our surgery department really doesn't have enough manpower, and there are not enough beds......

"Hmm, there is such a thing?" Wu Yuliang was surprised and hurried over to see the situation.

Sure enough, when I arrived at the operating room, the black pressure was full of people, and there were painful sounds from patients everywhere, and these patients were either tall and fierce men, or lean practitioners, which could be seen from the uniform logo "Qilin Martial Arts Hall" costumes they were wearing.

"Qilin Martial Arts Pavilion? Isn't that the martial arts hall opened by Huangfu Shangwu? Why are so many people injured?" Wu Yuliang was greatly puzzled, and immediately thought, could it be that he was kicked out of the gym and the Qilin Martial Arts Hall suffered a heavy blow?

"Doctor, doctor, see us! We're dying!"

"My arm hurts, my arm hurts, it's bleeding, I'm going to die!"

"What do you do in the hospital, can you arrange more people to come to see the doctor?"

"A bunch of shit! What a broken hospital!"

......

Among these disciples of the Qilin Pavilion who practiced martial arts professionally, some begged in pain, some had a hot temper and kept complaining, and some even scolded them for their lack of quality.

As soon as Wu Yuliang heard these scolding words, he exploded on the spot, and said angrily: "If you dislike that our hospital is not good enough, you can go to other hospitals, if there are more people shouting and scolding, I will call the police!"

"Dean, please stop ...... angry"

"Dean, don't be angry......"

Many doctors and nurses hurriedly comforted him in front of him.

These wounded guys, as soon as they heard that it was the dean who came, they all shut up, and even if they had a disagreement, they just muttered in a low voice and said a few words to themselves.

There are only a few big hospitals in Nanzhu City, and it happens that the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the closest to the scene of the incident.

Seeing that the scene was so chaotic and there were so many patients, Wu Yuliang called a few people in charge to come over and immediately arranged it: "Dispatch doctors from other departments to come over, arrange more operating rooms, and draw some wards from other departments......"

Several people in charge nodded again and again, and then went separately to get busy, the hospital has been open for so many years, and it is the first time that dozens or hundreds of injured patients have poured in, causing the hospital's medical resources to be extremely tight.

As soon as the arrangement was completed, someone came to look for him.

"Hello, Dean Wu. This person was personable and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Wu Yuliang.

Wu Yuliang felt that this person was familiar, and suddenly thought, isn't this a lackey next to Huangfu Shangwu?

He didn't know what it was called, but he had probably guessed it now, something happened to the Qilin Pavilion, and something was wrong, maybe something happened to the Emperor Fu Shangwu Young Master.

Who is it that can go against the Huangfu family in Nanzhu City, risking the world's disapproval?

Wu Yuliang became more and more curious, and said, "What do you have to do, sir?"

"Dean Wu, these wounded, please take care of them, let the hospital focus on treating them, and let them recover as soon as possible, the young master of the Huangfu family is very anxious about this matter. The middle-aged man looked serious.

Wu Yuliang dared to offend this lackey of the Huangfu family, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, our hospital adheres to the principle of saving lives and helping the wounded, and will definitely arrange treatment one by one." ”

"That's good. The middle-aged man smiled indifferently, a little arrogant.

Wu Yuliang complained in his heart: "It's really a lackey of a big family, he has no politeness at all, as if Lao Tzu owes him!"

However, he didn't show that he would show it, he was still smiling, and asked by the way: "By the way, can you ask more, what happened to these wounded people?"

A look of anger appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he lowered his voice and said: "I didn't want to tell you, but now there is nothing to hide, a guy named Chen Xuan has popped up during this time, first made a big fuss in the Qilin Pavilion, fought and injured people, and now he is against the young master Huangfu, and has injured so many people, a typical self-inflicted evil cannot live!"

"Chen Xuan?" Wu Yuliang almost laughed out loud.

The middle-aged man asked in surprise, "Why, Dean Wu knows about that kid?"

"Oh no, no, I don't know, I don't know. Wu Yuliang couldn't help but laugh, and waved his hand hurriedly.

When the middle-aged man walked away, Wu Yuliang finally couldn't hold back and laughed.

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