Volume One, Chapter 35: Drugged

Fu Yuan got out of the car and walked into the outpatient building, first lining up to register and then waiting in the lobby for less than ten minutes before Lan Mei arrived.

After Jiang Gongqing hung up the phone, Wu Ming stared at his phone in a daze for a long while, finally sighing heavily and reclining on the sofa, his eyes half closed.

The head elder shouted every word, and the other elders were all afraid that Jiang Xuan would suddenly retort, for that would be the end. Apart from the second elder, the rest were considered juniors compared to her.

After hurriedly bidding farewell to Zhong Caini and Long Zhunxiong, Lin Jia returned to the National Security Bureau. Today, there was still an important matter to attend to: arranging a meeting between Xing Zhonghuizi and her father Xing Zhongdian.

“Biting off more than you can chew—just pick the best one!” Luo Qian shrugged helplessly. Since they were all fire techniques, there wasn't much difference between ten or more and just one. Rather than spreading oneself thin, it was better to master a single one. What mattered in martial arts was refinement, not quantity.

As this phrase echoed in everyone’s minds, the people across the land fell into silence. Apart from shedding tears, there was no other reaction.

It’s often said that a single word “soldier” from others is the most genuine honor for the military, but isn’t it the same for doctors? The elderly man nodded to Xing Zeyuan, who immediately took out four pills.

Zhao Elder and the others’ expressions darkened at these words, and an awkward atmosphere filled the room.

But those people—whether out of disbelief or fear of the Yun family—never actually entered the Nanshan Hunting Ground to investigate.

First, they had obtained the suspect’s fingerprints and DNA, but there was no match, meaning the suspect had no criminal record.

The Chelsea players didn't care at all how the Manchester United players surrounded the referee to protest; like Conte, they and A Zi high-fived each other to celebrate the attack.

She simply couldn't understand these organizations that tattooed themselves, as if terrified others wouldn't know where they came from.

So, things were different—everyone was a spiritual entity, so where would the blood come from to activate the space shuttle? Did they want to use the blood of her people?

With that, Zhang Fan dragged the man out, and with a swift over-the-shoulder throw, slammed the middle-aged man onto the ground.

The gallery owner was a man in his forties, tall and thin, with shoulder-length hair and glasses, looking every bit the part of an artist.

Perhaps the deafening roar of the waterfall confused the piranhas, or perhaps the sudden flash grenade startled them, but whatever the reason, the group was miraculously and muddleheadedly rescued.

“We’ll eat first, and after dinner, I’ll explain everything to you.” He figured they must not have eaten properly after such a long journey, and since it was dinner time, he took her hand and led her to the restaurant without further ado.

“Wang Baisu, for every one thing I say, you can reply with a hundred.” The captain glared and scolded him harshly.

Kakashi saw that Hinata nodded as well. He wasn't too worried about her, since there was someone secretly protecting her; he just wanted to ask for her opinion.

Qin Xuan plopped down on the sofa, and Xu Feng followed suit, feeling utterly lost.

Then there were those cries and struggles—even the television picture began to shake. Moments later, the camera fell to the ground, clearly having been thrown down by someone.

Shouldn’t it be that, since I’m the godson of that dead turtle, I ought to be even more timid?

Of course, this kind of shortcut was a crooked path, and as such, it was fraught with danger.

Zhou Pingyuan forced a stiff laugh, distractedly picking up his chopsticks and clumsily trying to pick up some food, his hand shaking so much he couldn’t manage it.

With this video in hand, Sun Zhixiang now had a protective talisman; everything he did was justified, and even his own father had no grounds to discipline him with authority.

Robin was neither a harsh nor nitpicking employer, nor did he carry out any sort of inspection—he simply let the two leave.

The Jinling army was full of renowned generals, a true gathering of stars, but even so, Xu Huang was already outstanding among them, his reputation echoing far and wide.

When Liu Bei was about to return to Pingyuan, Cao Cao knew that Liu Bei and Gongsun Zan would not part ways for now... As he expected, both Gongsun Zan and Sun Jian would likely side with Yuan Shu. If the two Yuans clashed, he might end up facing Liu Bei as an enemy.

You Xi glared fiercely at their boss after the director called “cut,” her beautiful eyes full of resentment.

What exactly was You Xi’s background? This time, he was determined to find out the truth.

As expected, the emperor casually agreed, and Xuan Yuanji eagerly took his leave, but Su Ruqing stayed behind.

On the RV, You Xi was laid directly on the bed. When the CEO shot that last scene, he had already been moved.

Chu Yu was contemplating how to deal with those pests when her phone suddenly rang in her pocket.

Just as I was about to launch an investigation in another direction, my phone rang—it was Liang Zhongchun.

In the tourism sector, Han Yun was using the funds Chu Yu left behind to aggressively acquire ownership of famous domestic attractions, constantly seeking new “prey” for investment and development. It was believed that in a few years, the Yanhuang Group would be among the top three in the industry.

Upon hearing words like tomb raiding and grave digging, the Boundless Emperor's eyes sparkled, but a moment later he shook his head helplessly.

“I’ve been dealing in ancient books for years—I can’t pretend to know what I don’t,” replied Boss Luo.

“But… if we don’t go down, how do we dig the tunnel?” Yang quickly interjected before Awa could.

When they saw what was written above, some even lost their composure more than Bo Gang had, with someone giving a short scream of disbelief, drawing the attention of other factions nearby and nearly causing a scramble.

In fact, Shan Yanjing had already grown bored of Jingdan and Aixiang after two days at the “Full Moon Pavilion.” Yet since it was the most famous brothel in the capital and those two were the most renowned courtesans, he disliked making do, and with his craving for pleasure acting up, he reluctantly had Madam Du summon them again.

The number of wounded soldiers increased daily. Sheng Xia was constantly on edge, afraid that any day He Jianjun would be brought back injured. She had considered asking about his whereabouts, but as it was a top military secret, there was no way to get an answer.

“I’m that infant?” Feng Ge raised an eyebrow. It seemed this body was far more complicated than just a pure yin constitution.

At this moment, Guo Jia declared in a loud voice, “If a family of five capable of farming wishes to till over one hundred and fifty acres, they must use oxen; if one wishes to harvest more than one hundred and fifty dan from a hundred acres, then the ‘replacement field method’ may be used.” At these words, everyone nodded silently in agreement.