Calamity

Hu Chongsheng wasted no time. He quickly entered a room, closed the door, took out his phone, and made a call.

Zhou Bin had long since switched phones, so whenever anyone asked, he deliberately said Zhou Bin had not brought his phone, so they would not keep calling to check on him.

Zhou Bin picked up quickly, accompanied by a bout of coughing. He was clearly badly injured.

"Brother Hu, what is it?"

Zhou Bin asked.

"It's already ten-thirty. Come back. I invited a Chinese medicine doctor. This guy has some skill—he's a doctor from Hundred Herbs Hall in Chinatown. He should be able to treat internal injuries. Let him take your pulse and prescribe some medicine."

Hu Chongsheng said.

Zhou Bin hesitated before asking, "Can he be trusted?"

"Tang Huan introduced him to you. Do you think he can be trusted or not? Unless Tang Huan betrayed you. I can tell he had already guessed you were the one who did it, which was why he covered for you. Otherwise, he could have handed you over back then. Why wait until now?"

Hu Chongsheng analyzed.

"That's true. All right, I'm heading back."

Zhou Bin hung up and teleported directly back to the room. Hiding in the park had been unbearable. His chest had been hurting constantly, as if his internal organs had shattered, and he had vomited blood several times. Though there had not been much blood, it was clear that his injuries were serious.

If not for the qigong protecting his body and his strong physique, he would have died long ago.

He regretted not obtaining a Medical Skills inheritance back then. He had used up all his Killing Intent points, and he could not exchange for that many anytime soon. After all, a set of Medical Skills