A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

"What? Miss Chu, do you know him?" Director Zhang asked curiously.

"I don't know her!" Chu Xinran denied repeatedly, but her tone was clearly a little weak.

Chu Hanzhong's gaze toward his daughter suddenly became complicated and strange.

Just then, a doctor knocked on the door and walked straight in with an X-ray in his hand.

"Doctor, you're finally done with the surgery. Could you please take a look at this? What kind of bone injury is this? It looks so strange."

Strange things happen every year, but tonight seems to be especially strange!

After Zheng Aniu's X-ray image was removed from the reader, the doctor quickly put on his own X-ray image, which was also of an arm bone. However, this one looked very complete, even too complete, because Chu Hanzhong and Chu Xinran both felt that the arm bone seemed to have no joints, and the upper and lower sections of the bone seemed to be connected as one piece.

"Doctor, do you see that?!" the doctor said, bewildered. "This patient's elbow and shoulder joints are completely dislocated and stuck together, as if it was always like that. It's really strange!"

"Uh..." After carefully examining them, Director Zhang couldn't help but smile bitterly. The barber had encountered two bald heads, and it would be difficult not to make a mistake.

"Doctor, do you think there's a way to manually reduce this patient's size?" the young doctor asked, seeking advice.

"Manual reduction?" Director Zhang sneered. "You'd be lucky if you could even surgically reduce it."

"Huh?" The doctor was also stunned.

"Dr. Peng, look closely. The humerus in the middle is completely rotated. It looks like they're just stuck together, but they're actually twisted and intertwined! Where do you want to operate? The elbow joint or the shoulder joint? If you remove the elbow joint, the shoulder joint above will still be stuck. If you remove the shoulder joint, the elbow joint below will still be stuck!"

"Doctor, do you think we could make surgery on the elbow joint and then use the humerus to reposition the shoulder joint?"

"This is impossible. Look, it's like a bunch of pickled vegetables tangled together. How can you put it back in place? I don't even know how they got twisted together. In my opinion, even if you operate on both sites at the same time, it will be difficult to loosen these two twisted joints!" Director Zhang said, sounding very helpless and angry. "Tonight is really strange. Why are all the patients we've seen suffering from difficult and complicated cases?"

Hearing the conversation between the two doctors, Chu Xinran suddenly had an idea and asked the young doctor who came in after her, "Dr. Peng, is your patient named Chu Hansan?"

"Yes, miss, do you know him?" Dr. Peng asked curiously.

Chu Xinran was both amused and exasperated, and said awkwardly, "Unfortunately, we are also his family members!"

Director Zhang and Dr. Peng looked at each other, speechless for a long time, but almost simultaneously wondered: Have you encountered a ghost or been possessed? How could you have such a strange external injury?

"Director Chu, Miss Chu, could you tell us how these two people got injured?" Dr. Peng asked eagerly, only to be met with a glare from Director Zhang, the meaning of which was crystal clear: As a doctor, don't you know what you should and shouldn't ask?

Chu Hanzhong opened his mouth to answer, but Chu Xinran quietly tugged at her father's clothes.

Chu Hanzhong looked at Chu Xinran with a puzzled expression, but swallowed the words he was about to say. Instead of answering, she asked the doctor, "Doctor, I want to ask, were my uncle and maternal uncle's injuries inflicted on them by someone else?"

"I can't say whether it was intentional or not, but such bizarre and outrageous bone injuries are extremely rare. If this person did it on purpose, then he must have a considerable understanding of the anatomical location and function of human bones, to the point that he can dissect them even when blind. Such a person probably deserves the title of genius!" Director Zhang sighed.

"What genius? You're talking about the same person all along." Chu Xinran knew that if she kept asking, this damn director wouldn't come up with a better solution, so she had no choice but to drag her father out of the office!

……

Gu Feng was quite unfortunate; he had never seen a torture chamber in the Liao Dynasty, but in modern times he had come across this ancient artifact.

In a small room, Gu Feng sat on a very sturdy chair, so sturdy that it was made of iron!

His hands were tightly handcuffed behind his back. At this point, even if Gu Feng knew light-body skills, it wouldn't matter if he could fly.

A bright spotlight shone directly on his face, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes at all. But judging from his senses, there were at least five or six people in the room.

"What's your name?" A sharp shout rang out. Although the prelude wasn't accompanied by a dramatic slam of the wooden clapper, the tone was very similar to "Who is kneeling below?"

Gu Feng knew without a second thought that his presence here was related to Zheng Aniu, so he didn't bother to answer. He figured he'd suffer anyway, so he might as well save his breath.

"Oh, you want to play the silent card with me? Fine, let's see how stubborn you are!" A person walked up to him, and the bright light was immediately dimmed.

Gu Feng was finally able to open his eyes. There were six people in the room, three standing and three sitting. However, the one sitting in the middle had already come to him. His face was somewhat similar to Zheng Aniu's. He was holding a book that was as thick as the history books in Su Man'er's house, and a hammer in his other hand.

Upon seeing the hammer, Gu Feng was startled and hurriedly circulated his inner energy to protect himself. Just then, the book was placed in front of his chest, and with a muffled "boom," the hammer struck his chest heavily with a powerful, indirect blow.

"Hehe, kid, how does it feel?" the man asked with a sinister sneer.

Not so good. Gu Feng let out a breath, racking his brains for a while before finally remembering a phrase Su Man'er had taught him: "Little K shit!"

The man immediately flew into a rage, flipped half of the book that was cushioning Gu Feng's chest, and slammed the hammer down again. With another muffled "boom," the whole room seemed to shake.

Although Gu Feng had internal energy protecting him, this time his blood and qi were still churning, and his chest felt as if it had been smashed open.

"Still being stubborn, huh? Keep being stubborn, aren't you so arrogant? Try being arrogant again and see what happens!" the man said coldly. However, after laughing, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow. Swinging a hammer like that was really tiring.

"Fuck your old mummies!" Gu Feng heard the local kids cursing like that in front of Su Man'er's house that day.

This enraged the already furious executioner even more. He threw the yellow pages to the ground with a thud and swung the hammer at Gu Feng's chest.

"Director Zheng! Someone's going to die!" The people in the room exclaimed in alarm, their faces changing drastically.

The scream brought Zheng to his senses slightly, but he still smashed the hammer into Gu Feng's chest, though the force was now only half as strong as before. Even so, it was enough to hurt an ordinary person.

"Damn it, when I heard that my brother was beaten like this, I really wanted to kill him!" Officer Zheng said through gritted teeth.

Yes, this Zheng is the director of Sitian Police Station, and also Zheng Aniu's younger brother, Zheng Zedong, who is the fifth son in the Zheng family!

He received a call from his elder sister as soon as he got off the Shancheng Expressway. So he organized a few trusted men, gave them weapons and equipment, and headed straight to No. 17, Lane 6, South Bolan Street to bring Gu Feng back!

The people in the room remained silent after hearing Zheng Zedong's words, but they couldn't help thinking: Your brother was never a good person to begin with. He took advantage of his money to abuse innocent women everywhere. He was bound to suffer the same fate sooner or later. You should be grateful that you've survived.

Gu Feng sneered inwardly. What a convenient way to settle personal scores! Come on, show me what you've got. You might not kill me now, but soon it will be my turn to kill you.

"Heh heh, kid, I know what you're up to. I've seen at least eight hundred,000 people like you all year round. Let me tell you, you have no chance, absolutely none. Tonight's a long night, I'll play you slowly, until I've played you to death!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining few all felt extremely cold. "Boss, if you want to play, go ahead and play. We want to go home and play with our wives."

Gu Feng sneered, "You surnamed Zheng, do you believe it? You'll soon regret everything you've done!"

"I believe you, you son of a bitch!" Zheng glared angrily and rushed forward, saying, "Do you believe I'll beat you so badly you'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?"

"Really? Then come on, don't be so timid like you were a baby who didn't get milk!" Gu Feng said disdainfully.

"Alright, the tortoise has run into a hammer, go ahead and smash it!" The man who had been sitting was the first to stand up and say, "Chief Zheng, I'm going out for a smoke!"

"Director Zheng, I'm going to the restroom!" another person said.

"Zheng Suo..."

Several people started yelling, offering all sorts of excuses, from poop to pee. Zheng, impatiently, said, "Everyone go! Those who need to eat, eat; those who need to relieve themselves, go. Come back in two hours to take over my shift!"

The group felt as if they had been granted a pardon and all slipped away.

Only Zheng Suo and Gu Feng remained in the room, staring at each other with cold eyes.

"Damn it, you dare to glare at me like that!" Zheng Suo raised his hand and slapped Gu Feng hard across the face!

"Pah!" Gu Feng retaliated in kind, spitting a mouthful of saliva directly onto his face. Unfortunately, his martial arts skills hadn't reached the point where saliva could spurt blood, so the saliva wasn't lethal, only insulting.

Zheng Suo got angry again, raised his leather shoe and kicked Gu Feng hard.

Gu Feng was kicked and thrown off his chair. When he landed, he was on the ground with the chair on the ground, bent to the side, like a heavy truck overturned on the side of the road. Except for his hands, his body was off the chair.

Still furious, Zheng rushed over, raising his foot to stomp on Gu Feng...

A piercing scream rang out.

Several colleagues who hadn't gone far heard the screams and shook their heads in dismay. This Director Zheng was really too ruthless. But this kid really deserved to be taught a lesson. Of all people to mess with, he had to go after Zheng Aniu!

"That kid's got no guts! How dare he mess with Zheng Aniu? What's Zheng Aniu's background? What's his background? He really doesn't know what's good for him!"

"You can't say that. If it were your sister being bullied, you'd probably be furious too. In that situation, who cares about background!"

"Forget it, we can't control this! It's getting late, I think we should go to the food stalls next door for a late-night snack!"

"Okay, while you're at it, buy a few cans of Red Bull for Director Zheng. Beating people up, like driving, is incredibly tiring!"

"That's a brilliant observation!"

"Come on, let's hurry! We've been working late into the night, and we're starving!"