Chapter 914 — Revenge for a Grudge
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Inside the private room sat the Medicine King and Zhao Qibing.
Once Li Cihua and Su Jiaonang had carried Baldie and the others in, the Medicine King began examining their injuries.
"Brother Cihua, that kid is vicious! We were doing a job for you, and now my brothers are badly hurt!" Baldie wailed, angling for credit.
"Don't worry. The sum we agreed on won't be short by a single cent, and I'll throw in medical expenses on top of it!" Li Cihua said. "So stop howling. If you want to be treated, shut your mouth!"
Hearing that Li Cihua would cover their medical bills as well, Baldie clamped his mouth shut at once.
He and his men were a gang of desperadoes Li Cihua had hired from out of town, brought in mainly to test Wei Zhao. Of course, Li Cihua had not told them in advance how strong Wei Zhao was; he had only said to pick a quarrel and give Wei Zhao a beating.
Baldie had agreed readily enough, never imagining he would run into such a hard case and end up with himself and all his men crippled.
What he did not know, of course, was that Wei Zhao had still not recovered his strength. Otherwise they would have died far more miserably.
The Medicine King carefully examined the injuries of Baldie and his men. When he was done, he waved a hand at Li Cihua. "Send them to the hospital. I've finished."
"Yes, sir!" Li Cihua hastily ordered Su Jiaonang and the others to take Baldie out of the room. Only after they had gone did he ask, "Medicine King, how is it? Did you see anything?"
"All of it is blunt-force trauma. No trace of injury by true qi." The Medicine King said, "Wei Zhao has always liked to hurt people with true qi, so from this we can judge that his strength has likely not recovered. Tell me in detail again how Wei Zhao fought at the time?"
"Yes, sir!" Li Cihua quickly recounted to the Medicine King the whole sequence, from Baldie's provocation to Wei Zhao's attack.
The Medicine King nodded and laughed. "In that case, if my judgment is not mistaken, Wei Zhao truly has no strength left! All he has is a bit of boxing and kicking, a shade better than an ordinary man! It was only a minivan — for the old Wei Zhao, a single shove would have moved it aside. There was no need for him to look for the key and drive it out!"
"Oh? So Wei Zhao is really finished this time?" Zhao Qibing was overjoyed. "It seems that Ma Zhu fellow has some ability after all, and did Wei Zhao some damage! So do we have our chance now?"
"Young Master Bing, although by the Medicine King's judgment Wei Zhao has lost his strength, we still should not be hasty. We should let others go make trouble for Wei Zhao first, and sit on the mountain to watch the tigers fight!" Li Cihua said. "Let the Xiao family people be the vanguard!"
"That's right too. Then hurry and spread the word — Wei Zhao is injured, his strength has not recovered, and Uncle Qing is badly hurt and about to die!" Zhao Qibing cackled. "Let them take revenge for their grudges and settle their scores!"
"Yes, Young Master Bing! I'll go spread the word right away!" Li Cihua nodded, and a sinister smile spread across his face as well...
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Amid green hills and clear waters, a young married woman in plain clothes sat in a pavilion playing the qin. She was exceedingly beautiful, and from her appearance alone one could not tell her age — one might say she was in her thirties, or perhaps only in her twenties.
If not for her fingers drifting back and forth over the strings, from a distance the scene might have looked like a painting itself — hills and water, birdsong, the scent of flowers, and a beauty.
In truth, her age was hard to pin down. The reason she was called a young married woman rather than a young girl was that the greenness of girlhood had already left her brow, replaced by a trace of maturity and composure.