The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter 156 The Longsword Society?

After crossing a long street and winding through a narrow alley, Mo Bai quickly left the Jishi Medical Clinic far behind in his rickshaw.

Of course, it's still quite far from the Qi residence, and it won't be a short time before we arrive.

After all, it took nearly two hours to get there by car, let alone by human porters.

Seeing that the driver's pace had noticeably slowed, his pale yellow coarse cloth jacket was completely soaked with sweat, and his breathing was no longer steady, Mo Bai glanced around and then spoke up: "Master Huang, when will we arrive?"

The driver, a man around forty years old, paused noticeably when he heard him speak. He then turned his head, revealing a sweat-drenched profile with a humble smile. His breathing was clearly uneven as he replied, "Dr. Bai, don't worry, I guarantee I'll get you there before lunchtime."

After saying that, he lowered his head, wiped his cheek on the already soaked towel around his neck, gritted his teeth, and quickened his pace to run faster.

Clearly, he misunderstood Mo Bai's meaning, thinking that Mo Bai was impatient with him because he was slow.

However, Mo Bai spoke up again, "No rush, the journey is still long, it can't be done in one go. It's alright if you slow down, why don't you stop first, have some water and rest before continuing?"

"Hmm?" The driver paused again before slowing down.

He stopped the car under the shade of a tree ahead, but instead of drinking water first, he immediately turned around to look at Mo Bai's face. He saw that Mo Bai's face was no longer as frightening as when he got into the car.

He was slightly relieved. Actually, a road this far shouldn't have been traveled like this.

After all, the journey was too long, and he had to conserve his energy. He couldn't exert himself too much right away. However, Mo Bai's obviously bad mood when he got into the car and his unprecedentedly loud shout made him dare not be negligent.

He knew Mo Bai from the top business at Jishi Medical Hall, and it wasn't the first time he had done business with Mo Bai. To him, Mo Bai and the others were his bread and butter, and he dared not offend them.

They dared not slow down, lest they displease Doctor Bai, so they had no choice but to grit their teeth and keep going.

"Thank you for your understanding, Dr. Bai. There's a teahouse not far ahead. Shall I take you there for a cup of tea?" After giving Dr. Bai another once-over, the driver wiped the sweat from his brow with a towel, but still bowed to Mo Bai and asked.

In this era, it's really not easy to live!

Seeing his posture, Mo Bai was actually willing to agree if he could, and let Master Huang rest for a while.

But clearly, he couldn't. Everyone was about to be poisoned, yet he still had the leisure to take a cup of tea and relax.

He could only shake his head and say, "No need, you rest for a while and then we'll continue. I'm afraid you'll have to go through a lot today, so I'll pay you extra for the fare later!"

Upon hearing this, the driver's lips immediately curled into a smile. It was obvious that Mo Bai wanted to pay more for the ride, and he was naturally delighted.

He thought to himself, "All that exhaustion just now was totally worth it!"

However, since they were acquaintances, it was necessary to exchange a few polite words, as he was an honest person who didn't accept tips.

However, he also knew that Doctor Bai was a man of great stature, and his words were absolute. How could his old man possibly refute what he said? Naturally, he dared not provoke him into anger.

After taking a sip of water, he felt much more energetic. He pulled Mo Bai along again; his back no longer ached, and his legs felt strong again. He wished he could fly there with Mo Bai so he could get the fare right away, and, well, the tip...

"The road is still long, so slow down and conserve your energy. As long as we don't delay you!" Seeing that he was speeding up again, Mo Bai spoke up once more.

The coachman calmed himself down and, seeing that Mo Bai seemed to be in a better mood, he spoke a few words to him.

He wouldn't dare to pick up other passengers, but Mo Bai was different. People who rode in his car were friendly and willing to chat with them.

However, today was different. After saying a few words, seeing that Mo Bai wasn't very interested, he stopped talking and focused on allocating his energy to pull the cart.

Mo Bai really had no desire to chat with him. He hadn't slept all night and was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

But he never closed his eyes, and from the moment he got on the bus, his mind remained highly focused.

His gaze appeared calm, but it was actually extremely focused. He tried his best not to miss a single glance, even from those who brushed past him or looked in his direction.

Although he was weak and his intuition about various energies was not as good as before, he still had good eyesight.

It was obvious that he was observing something, waiting for something.

Especially after resting just now, he was even more cautious than before as he set off again.

"I don't believe you can stay calm, you can hold on!" Mo Bai's eyes were deep, flashing with emotion: "This is your last chance, can you afford not to gamble?"

He did not underestimate Dr. Zhu's courage. In fact, even before meeting Dr. Zhu, just by listening to what he did, Mo Bai knew that this person's ambition for fame and fortune was frightening, and his courage was extraordinary.

Knowing full well that the batch of precious medicines might cause great trouble, and knowing that the skills of Tie Xiong and his brother were extraordinary, he still dared to keep the goods without permission.

After meeting Mo Bai, even though he knew Mo Bai was beyond saving, he still dared to take on the trouble that Mo Bai was in.

Later, knowing full well the severity of Master Qi's illness and that it was not something to be taken lightly, while most doctors would only want to get away as soon as possible to avoid trouble, he dared to play with fire and always wanted to gain favor with the Qi family.

This person is a typical example of someone who has become hopelessly entangled in the pursuit of fame and fortune.

As long as he sees something that benefits him, there's nothing he wouldn't dare to do, and no means he wouldn't dare to use.

He's now in a desperate situation, and I don't believe he can calmly accept all of this and surrender to the endless trouble.

Now, Mo Bai has left him with only one last path.

They disregarded everything else and openly took the risk to kill him before he reached the Qi family.

There was no longer any room for sufficient consideration, nor any time for secret planning.

This is our last chance!

Regardless of what the Qi family thinks of killing Mo Bai.

There are only two people who can cure Master Qi's illness now.

Mo Bai and him!

If Mo Bai doesn't die, it will never be his turn; if Mo Bai dies, then it can only be him!

He no longer harbors any hope of maintaining good relations with the Qi family. Now, his most pressing concern is self-preservation and saving his life. Only by buying time can he consider other aspirations.

Having gone through countless hardships to get to this point, Mo Bai has done everything he could; the outcome is now entirely up to fate.

The rickshaws traversed the roads, passing by one person after another.

The driver no longer struggled as much as before; he maintained his strength and traveled at a steady pace. In this ancient city, no one knew the routes better than these drivers.

They don't always take the main roads; they wander through the alleys to save energy.

Every narrow alleyway was nothing special to them, just like arriving at the entrance of another long, narrow lane.

Master Huang ran inside without hesitation, and Mo Bai remained silent.

But at some point, his eyes stopped fixed on everyone in his line of sight as before.

Instead, he calmed down completely, holding his medicine box in one hand and gripping the handrail next to the carriage with the other, his face serene.

The roads in the alley were not as smooth as the main roads, and were a bit bumpy, but Master Huang was clearly a skilled driver and did not make Mo Bai suffer too much.

"Watch out!" However, the experienced driver, Mr. Huang, suddenly slammed on the brakes, grabbed the handlebars, and took a few steps back in shock.

With a loud "bang!", a long knife was stuck in the ground in front of Master Huang.

"Thud!" Master Huang fell to the ground with a thud, his face turning pale instantly. He slowly looked up and saw four men in black standing in front of him.

"What are you doing? I work at Xiyuan Auto Shop, I've already paid..." Master Huang sat on the ground, looking at the group of people in front of him, and said in a trembling voice.

"Is it him?" These men were clearly not ordinary thugs. They were cold-faced and didn't hesitate at all. They all stared at Mo Bai, and one of them held a long knife and pointed it at Mo Bai.

Without a word, he stepped forward. Just then, a voice came from behind him: "It's him! Make your move! The boss said to be quick!"

Unbeknownst to them, two more men in black, armed with knives, appeared in the alley.

Master Huang shuddered again. He understood everything; these people weren't after him.

He turned to look at Mo Bai, only to see Mo Bai still sitting in the car, his eyes fixed on the long knife on the ground. Then, he slowly raised his knife, looking directly at the four men in black who were pointing it at him, and slowly uttered a sentence: "Did Doctor Zhu send you?"

To be honest, Mo Bai didn't understand how gangs in this era could be so arrogant.

It's one thing to kill someone in broad daylight, but why be so blatant as if you're afraid no one will recognize you?

Of course he didn't know, because they didn't know they were killing Master Qi's doctor.

However, there was no need for Mo Bai to investigate this reason. He slowly exhaled and remained sitting there quietly without moving.

Long Knife Society!

It seems that heaven rewards those who persevere.

Qi Mansion.

A loud crash rang out, and the entire coffee table shattered into pieces.

Inside the hall, Qi Hanshan exuded murderous intent, his eyes fixed on the butler like a hawk, and he coldly uttered three words: "The Long Knife Society?"

The steward lowered his eyelids slightly and nodded, saying, "It was indeed the Long Knife Society. There were six people in total. Five were killed on the spot. The last one confessed that it was the order given by Liu Hu, the leader of the Long Knife Society. Currently, most of the core members of the Long Knife Society, including the leader Liu Fang, are being held by the Patrol Division. As for the rest, I have sent people to arrest them immediately. Liu Hu has already been captured and is being brought here."

"Call the Patrol Division and have them bring Liu Fang and the other leaders of the Long Knife Society here immediately!" Qi Hanshan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and without the slightest hesitation, he said in an icy voice.

"Yes!" The butler did not hesitate and immediately went around to the phone and dialed the patrol department's number.

Qi Hanshan stood with his hands behind his back, staring out the door, his eyes swirling with murderous intent.

But after saying a few words into the phone, the butler suddenly looked up and said, "Sir! It's Master Chu, he wants to speak with you!"

Hearing that it was Master Chu who answered the phone, Qi Hanshan's eyes flickered slightly, but he still reached out and took the phone, saying in a deep voice, "Master Chu, this is Qi Hanshan."

I don't know what was said on the phone, but I heard Qi Hanshan's second sentence: "It was my idea. I'll trouble you, Master Chu, and I'll send someone to pick them up immediately."

The change from having someone deliver it to sending someone to pick it up shows that he was still giving Master Chu face.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Alright, thank you for your help, Master Chu!"

Without saying anything more, he hung up the phone and nodded to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper immediately made another phone call and gave a few instructions.

After he hung up the phone, Qi Hanshan turned to him and asked, "How is Dr. Bai?"

"He's alright, he's in stable condition and is being escorted here!" The butler paused, then added, "Doctor Bai said it was Physician Zhu who wanted to kill him."