The shopkeeper looked at Xia Bolong and saw that he was covered in scars. When the old man said the medicinal materials he needed accurately, he couldn't help but respect the old man. The shopkeeper took the money, first took out a few pieces of spray medicine, and put it on Xia Bolong. Then he began to grab the medicine, and finally ordered his apprentice to decoct the medicine.

"Old sir, you are also a medical practitioner? This young man was very injured. I have a bedroom here and there is no one to use it. Why not move him into the bedroom, right?" said the shopkeeper with concern.

The old man nodded, held Xia Bolong on his shoulder, and led by the shopkeeper, he entered a bedroom, and then placed Xia Bolong on the bed.

"Old sir, you take a break here. The medicine is ready after a while. I will ask my apprentice to bring it in to you." The shopkeeper said.

"It's my fault for the shopkeeper!" The old man hugged his fist and said politely.

The shopkeeper said "You're welcome" and walked out of the room to do his business.

There were only two people left in the room. The old man looked at Xia Bolong wearing strange clothes, stretched out his hand, grabbed Xia Bolong's left wrist, and placed three fingers on Xia Bolong's pulse.

After a while, the old man said to himself: "Fortunately, his muscles and bones are hard enough!"

The old man stared at Xia Bolong carefully and saw that he was wearing a military green shirt on his upper body, a light blue semi-tight pants on his lower body, and a pair of strange leather on his feet. His skin was bronze, with beautiful facial features, a pair of black sword eyebrows, clear and deep black eyes like a deep pool, straight nose bridge, plump nose, plump and sexy lips shining with natural rosy luster, plump cheeks, and the upright outline contained the gentleness unique to Confucians, and the elegant elegance was revealed with three-point evil spirits.

The old man found Xia Bolong's slender figure, so he stretched out his hand and touched Xia Bolong's arms, shoulders, chest, waist, thighs and calves respectively.

After the old man touched him, he shook his head, sighed first, and then said to himself: "The bones of the body are very good, very suitable for martial arts. They should be a good seedling."

"Old sir! The medicine is here!" The apprentice from the clinic walked in from outside the door with the decocted medicine.

"Well, put it on the table!" the old man said lightly.

The apprentice at the clinic put the decocted medicine on the table, then bowed to the old man, and then left the room.

The old man walked to the table, picked up the bowl of medicine, then came to the bed, stretched out his index and middle fingers of his right hand, and then pointed three times in a row on Xia Bolong.

Xia Bolong coughed, opened his eyes, and saw the old man sitting beside him, and said to Xia Bolong with kind eyes: "Are you awake? Come... take the medicine."

Before Xia Bolong was in a coma, he vaguely saw the old man beat the evil beggars away and wanted to say thank you, but his mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't speak, and his expression was very uncomfortable.

The old man said, "Young man, don't talk. You can't speak now if you are covered in blood and your chest. Come on, after drinking this bowl of medicine, I will use my internal strength to force out the blood in your body, so that you can speak and your injuries will heal quickly."

Xia Bolong's eyes were full of gratitude, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The old man was displeased and said, "A real man, why are you crying?"

Xia Bolong blinked his eyes and stopped his tears.

The old man helped Xia Bolong up, then handed the bowl to Xia Bolong's mouth, and with the other hand, he spread the mouth with medicine.

Xia Bolong smelled a strong drug. He didn't like to drink Chinese medicine, but he couldn't disobey the old man's intentions. So he endured the smell of medicine, held his breath, and drank it in big mouthfuls.

The old man was very happy to see Xia Bolong finish the medicine. He threw the medicine bowl casually, and flew to the table in the distance and stood firmly there. He had a great skill in his peerless martial arts!

The old man took off Xia Bolong's shirt, stretched out his two thin hands and pressed it on Xia Bolong's back, then secretly used his internal force and passed it to Xia Bolong's body through his palms.

Not long after, Xia Bolong vomited a mouthful of blood.

The old man evacuated his palms and said happily: "Well, after this mouth of blood is vomited, your injuries have been healed halfway. The rest are some external injuries, and you can apply a few more plasters. Young people have strong muscles and bones, and these minor injuries are nothing. You can recover in three to five days."

Xia Bolong opened his mouth and said something from his mouth: "Thank you for saving your life, I, Xia Bolong, really cannot repay you."

The old man laughed and said, "If I save someone and ask for a reward, then I will have to do it in my life. Just accepting the rewards of those who have been saved by me will have to accept them for decades."

Xia Bolong smiled slightly after hearing this and said, "Old man, you are really good at joking."

The old man laughed and asked, "By the way, where did you call?"

Xia Bolong thought about it. He originally wanted to say that he had traveled through time hundreds of years later, but if he hadn't experienced this kind of thing personally, who would have believed it? So Xia Bolong's eyes rolled and he said softly: "I... came from the capital."

The old man said, "Well, your accent is from the capital. However, your dress is very strange and doesn't look like the people from the Central Plains at all."

Xia Bolong looked at his clothes. At this time, he could indeed be described as strange clothes. With his hair, he was really eye-catching in the ancient crowd. He thought about it and said, "My clothes were transported from the Western Regions and are very popular there."

The old man smiled, said nothing, and walked straight out.

Xia Bolong suddenly coughed a few times, and then he felt his forehead hurt. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch his head and touched a piece of gauze. Only then did he remember that his head was smashed by the evil beggar with a bowl. He looked at the wound on his body again, and immediately rushed up anger in his heart, and cursed the evil beggars with hatred.

After a while, the old man walked in from outside the room. His steps were light, he held a set of clothes in his hand, walked to the bed and threw them to Xia Bolong.

When Xia Bolong saw the set of clothes, he asked, "Old man, did you buy this clothes for me?"

The old man nodded, then gave the set of clothes to Xia Bolong and said, "Well, try it on. The clothes on you are so strange. I don't like them no matter how you look at them."

Xia Bolong was excited for a moment, but he didn't know the old man's name yet. Seeing that the old man gave him great help, he said sincerely: "Old man, you are so kind to me, I really don't know what to say. I... I don't know the old man's name of Gao?"

"My surname is Zhou, and the only name is Dong, and he is a martial artist." The old man said slowly.

When Xia Bolong heard that Zhou Tong was a martial arts master, he felt that he was like a hero in a martial arts film. He learned from the characters in the martial arts film and said, "It turns out that it is Mr. Zhou. The younger generation has no idea about Mount Tai and is disrespectful."

Zhou Tong said lightly: "Don't be so restrained. You don't have to be so particular about being with me."

Seeing that Zhou Tong's words were filled with a sense of boldness as a martial arts man, Xia Bolong had already regarded him as a hero in his heart. When he first arrived here, he was very fresh in ancient times. When he thought about his own thoughts, he didn't know where he should go, and a feeling of inexplicable sadness appeared.

"Put on the clothes, let's go for some food, and then it's time for me to leave here." Zhou Tong said calmly.

When Xia Bolong heard that Zhou Tong was about to leave, he asked, "Old man, are you leaving here?"

Zhou Tong said "um" and said slowly: "I received an invitation from my friend to ask me to go to Henan Prefecture, so I want to leave here and go to Henan Prefecture."

"Henan Prefecture?" Xia Bolong's own home is from Henan, so when he heard the word Henan was particularly friendly, he hurriedly asked.

"What? Do you want to go to Henan Prefecture too? If you go to Henan, we can go together." Zhou Tong said with a smile when he heard Xia Bolong shouting.

Xia Bolong immediately replied, "Okay, I'm just about to go to Henan Prefecture to have a look."

Zhou Tong was stunned. He just said casually, but he didn't expect Xia Bolong to agree. He always promised a fortune, and never regretted what he said. So he laughed dryly, and he was a little pale, and said lightly: "Okay, it's better to have someone on the same road than to be alone. Let's go to the restaurant opposite to have a good meal, and then go on the road."

When Xia Bolong heard about eating, he was happier than anyone else, and his stomach was already churning.

Zhou Tong took Xia Bolong out of the clinic. Before leaving, he said "Thank you" to the shopkeeper of the clinic, and then walked straight into the restaurant opposite.

Not long after noon, there are still so many people in the restaurant, and there are already a lot of people sitting in the hall. The waiter saw Zhou Tong and Xia Bolong walking in, and hurriedly bowed his head and greeted Zhou Tong, saying to him: "Two guests, what do you want to eat?"

Zhou Tong looked at the hall full of people, with pedestrians of all kinds, and the sound was a little noisy. He said to the waiter: "Is there any place upstairs?"

The waiter said with joy: "Yeyouyouyou, guest official, just go upstairs, turn left and walk to the end. There is a private room."

Zhou Tong said "um", put his hands behind his back, and walked straight upstairs.

The two of them walked to the end according to the location of the waiter, and there was indeed a private room.

Zhou Tong stretched out a hand and just pushed open a door. He saw four beautiful women in the private room salute them together and shouted in unison: "Sisters, please see the two officials."

Xia Bolong looked at the four women and saw that they were all pink gauze. Although they were not ugly, they were not very beautiful. Through the gauze they were wearing, they could vaguely see the bellybands they were wearing. The bellybands of the four people were of different colors, purple, pink, red, green, and colorful. Not only that, the skirts worn by the four women were also made of tulle, and the seductive parts between their legs could be vaguely seen.

"Is this a restaurant or a brothel?" Xia Bolong was dazzled and couldn't help but scream in his heart.

Zhou Tong didn't even look at it, stepped into the room one by one, then turned to the side of his body and said coldly: "Go out! Let the waiter come up!"
Chapter completed!