"Officer Zhao, what are you saying? Last time you wrongly accused Er Zhu, and now you're accusing him again? Are you brainless?"
Before Er Zhu could speak, Sun Er Niang couldn't stand it. She questioned Zhao Qian as she walked towards her.
"Exactly, do you have a grudge against Er Zhu, this little girl? Every time you accuse Er Zhu of being a bad guy without a second word!"
As soon as Sun Er Niang finished speaking, the other villagers also started to murmur, a hint of anger flashing in their eyes.
Hearing the villagers' discussion, Zhao Qian slowly lowered her raised hands, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.
She had already wrongly accused Er Zhu so many times. If she made another mistake this time, even if Er Zhu forgave her, these villagers wouldn't.
"Alright, then I'll give you a chance to explain. Tell me, what's going on here?"
Thinking this, Zhao Qian put away her bracelet, pointed at the man lying in a pool of blood on the ground, and questioned him.
"Think whatever you want, I'm going to save him anyway."
Er Zhu glanced at Zhao Qian's suppressed anger and didn't explain. He said, while taking out his silver needle pack again.
This Zhao Qian had already firmly believed in her heart that this person was injured by him. Further explanation would be useless, moreover, the man was bleeding too much now, and there was no time to delay.
"Look, he has nothing to say! I told you he was the one who injured him. You should believe me now!"
Seeing that Er Zhu didn't explain, Zhao Qian seemed to have found some evidence. She pointed at Er Zhu and roared at the villagers.
A hint of confusion flashed in the villagers' eyes. Although they felt that this matter had nothing to do with Er Zhu, Er Zhu's unusual reaction still made them suspicious.
Besides, this man was so severely injured. Besides Er Zhu, there were not many people in these ten surrounding villages who could beat someone this badly!
"Wang Er Zhu, let's see what you have to say this time!"
Seeing that the villagers were silent, Zhao Qian said, taking out her bracelet again. She snatched the silver needles from Er Zhu's hand and then grabbed Er Zhu's wrist, about to put the bracelet on him.
"Get lost!"
Zhao Qian's unreasonable behavior angered Er Zhu. With a shout, Er Zhu pushed hard, and Zhao Qian flew backward!
Bang!
Zhao Qian hit the wall a hundred meters away heavily. The moment she landed, Zhao Qian felt her bones had fallen apart!
"You!"
Zhao Qian, covering her chest, pointed at Er Zhu with a mixture of anger and pain. She wanted to arrest him, but she was powerless.
"If you dare to delay me saving someone again, it won't be just one palm."
Er Zhu frowned slightly, glancing at Zhao Qian impatiently with a very cold gaze.
Looking at Er Zhu's cold eyes and then at the stranger whose face was ashen, a hint of confusion flashed in Zhao Qian's eyes. She suddenly realized that she might have misunderstood Er Zhu again!
Moreover, as a police officer, saving a life was naturally more important than catching a criminal. Yet, her awareness in this regard was not even as good as a farmer's!
Zhao Qian remained silent. She quietly lay on the ground watching Er Zhu busy himself. The other villagers also craned their necks to watch. The atmosphere was tense!
The man was seriously injured. Acupuncture and massage alone could not cure him; it required true qi, but Er Zhu's true qi was running low.
"Watch Zhao Qian for me, don't let her in!"
Er Zhu picked up the injured man and glanced at Zhao Qian, instructing the villagers. The villagers nodded one after another, forming a human wall in front of Er Zhu's house, completely isolating Zhao Qian.
"You all can go. I won't go in to disturb Er Zhu. I... I was wrong again!"
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Qian, gripping the dirt on the ground, said to the villagers not far away.
Although she was unwilling, she was indeed wrong again!
No, to be precise, she had never been right!
A hint of embarrassment and regret flashed in Zhao Qian's eyes. Her face was redder than an autumn apple!
"Heh, I really don't know how someone with your IQ can be a police officer!"
"Exactly. Have you ever seen someone injure a person and then go to save them? Isn't that redundant?"
"Officer Zhao, can you be transferred? Our village has Er Zhu, we don't need the police!"
...
Each of these taunts was like a dagger stabbing Zhao Qian a thousand times. Although she was angry, she couldn't explain.
While the villagers were mocking Zhao Qian, Er Zhu was meditating on the kang inside the house, cultivating. At this time, the man's injuries had been stabilized, and Er Zhu was cultivating to gather true qi.
Strands of true qi gathered from all directions towards the room. Er Zhu felt his true qi slowly increasing. Of course, only Er Zhu could feel all this.
Hoo...
With the last finishing move, Er Zhu's hand hovered above the patient's abdomen, and he slid his hand in circles clockwise. As Er Zhu slid, strands of true qi were injected into the man's body, flowing through the blood vessels to every corner of his body.
After an unknown amount of time, when Er Zhu's true qi was almost depleted, he saw the man's eyelids twitch.
He quickly withdrew his true qi. As the true qi receded, the man opened his eyes. He looked at Er Zhu with confusion and wariness.
"Don't be afraid, you collapsed at my doorstep, and I saved you."
Seeing the man open his mouth, Er Zhu spoke about the situation before him.
"Thank you. My name is Zhang Dali, a disciple of Zhao Lin, the master of Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall. Two days ago, two experts came to our martial arts hall to challenge us. Everyone in the hall was severely injured. Master asked me to come to Shiliu Village for help, but before I could arrive, I couldn't hold on."
Hearing Er Zhu's words, the man nodded slightly. He spoke weakly about his situation. Although he was weak, his eyes were full of anger!
Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall was the strongest martial arts hall in Liuzhen, and his master, Zhao Lin, was one of the top experts in Liuzhen. Who would have thought they would suffer such a disaster!
Thinking of the bloody scene at the martial arts hall, Zhang Dali was furious. He clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his lips.
"Mm, I know about this. You take good care of your injuries, and I will handle the rest."
Hearing that this person was related to Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, a cold glint flashed in Er Zhu's eyes. He nodded and prepared to leave.
How dare they cause trouble in his martial arts hall!
Er Zhu took a deep breath and instinctively clenched his fist, about to walk out the door.
"Benefactor, what are you going to do? Those two are masters among martial artists. What can you, a farmer, do?"
Before Er Zhu could speak, Zhang Dali endured the excruciating pain and sat up, trying to stop him with a worried expression.
"Oh, right, do you have someone named Wang Er Zhu? My master said he is highly skilled in martial arts, and only he can subdue those two!"
Before Er Zhu could speak, Zhang Dali slapped his forehead as if he had thought of something and quickly asked.