These missed calls were all made two days ago. At that time, Tang Ming was breaking through the critical period, so his phone was not turned on.
"Dududu..." Tang Ming called Miao Liyun.
soon.
A surprised voice sounded on the other side of the phone: "Monitor?"
"Well, it's me."
Tang Ming could hear the tiredness in the other party's words: "What happened?"
"Squad leader, we are now at the Municipal People's Hospital. Zhang Heng was seriously injured. Qi Yunxiao and Mo Fan are also hospitalized."
Miao Liyun said eagerly: "They were rushed to the hospital."
Um?
Tang Ming raised his eyebrows, and a trace of evil appeared on his face.
It would be understandable if it was Qi Yunxiao and Mo Fan, two living treasures, who caused trouble.
But Zhang Heng was seriously injured, which Tang Ming never expected.
Although Zhang Heng was tall and tall, he was shy and introverted. Tang Ming did not believe that he would cause trouble.
"good."
"Municipal People's Hospital, right? I'll go there now."
Tang Ming hung up the phone and rushed straight to the hospital.
...forty minutes later.
Tang Ming came to the inpatient department of People's Hospital.
In the corridor, two girls were stopping to look at the elevator. They were Miao Liyun and He Manyue.
"Squad leader, over here."
When Miao Liyun saw Tang Ming, her beautiful eyes lit up and she quickly waved.
Tang Ming walked over quickly and saw that the faces of the two girls were a little tired, especially He Manyue, who had dark circles under her eyes, obviously from staying up late in the past two days.
"Are they in here?"
Tang Ming pointed to the ward and said.
"Um."
Miao Liyun nodded with a somewhat depressed expression.
Tang Ming pushed open the door and entered.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Zhang Heng was lying on the hospital bed with bandages all over his body and an oxygen mask, his eyes closed.
Tang Ming's eyes fell on Zhang Heng's right leg, which was in plaster, with a cold light flickering.
Zhang Heng's legs were broken! He even suffered internal injuries and is still unconscious! Tang Ming took a deep breath and asked, "What's going on?"
"Squad leader, after the military training ended two days ago, we made an appointment to go shopping in the city together, and then found a bar to drink in the evening."
"A Japanese man came over to tease Manyue and wanted to do something. Zhang Heng went to stop him and was beaten by him."
Miao Liyun was very excited when she thought of this incident: "Qi Yunxiao and Mo Fan saw this and stepped forward to help, but the Japanese man was very powerful and defeated all three of them by himself."
Japanese people?
Tang Ming raised his eyebrows: "There is only one person on the other side?"
Miao Liyun explained: "No, there were five Japanese people opposite, but there was only one person who took action, and the others were watching the fun."
Tang Ming's face turned cold.
Zhang Heng has a strong physique and is no match for two or three ordinary men.
Moreover, Qi Yunxiao is also a cultivator. Although his cultivation level is low, his worldly strength is good and he is comparable to martial arts masters.
The other side sent out one man and beat Zhang Heng, Qi Yunxiao, and Mo Fan to the ground.
The strength is definitely extraordinary.
"Miao Liyun, you go out with He Manyue first, and I'll help Zhang Heng with his treatment."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
"Hmm, then Manyue and I will go to the next ward. Qi Yunxiao and Mo Fan are there. Their injuries are not as serious as Zhang Heng's."
Miao Liyun nodded obediently and quietly pulled He Manyue's little hand.
He Manyue glanced at Zhang Heng with some concern and silently exited the ward.
..."Creak-" The ward door closed.
Tang Ming strolled up to Zhang Heng, carefully removed the bandage and plaster on his leg, then took out a diluted body tempering ointment and applied it evenly to the broken leg.
This body-tempering ointment was refined by him for the Dragon Thorn Team, and its efficacy is very suitable for ordinary people to use.
Apply the ointment.
Tang Ming's palms were filled with strong spiritual power, and he used the spiritual power to catalyze the ointment and promote bone recovery.
"Um?"
Tang Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows.
He discovered a ray of violent dark energy in Zhang Heng's body.
It was this dark energy that kept destroying Zhang Heng's muscles and veins that made Zhang Heng unconscious.
"What a poisonous An Jin!"
"This Japanese cultivator should have a cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi refining."
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Tang Ming's eyes, and his hand shook slightly, directly defeating this ray of dark energy.
Later.
He took out another pill, crushed it into powder, diluted it with warm water, and poured it from the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth.
Ten minutes later.
Tang Ming walked out of the ward and came to the next door.
Zhang Heng's injuries were more serious and he needed to rest, so he was in the intensive care unit, while Qi Yunxiao and Mo Fan had less serious injuries and were in the general ward.
"Old Tang!"
When Qi Yunxiao saw Tang Ming, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Old Tang, you are finally here. I have called you a lot in the past few days."
"Sorry, my phone was turned off because of something else."
Tang Ming explained and then looked over.
Qi Yunxiao's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his right arm was bandaged. He was physically stronger and his injuries were not as severe as Zhang Heng's.
Mo Fan, who was next to him, was not injured at all. He was lying on his side with a black slap mark on his face.
"Squad leader, what's going on with Zhang Heng..." He Manyue asked worriedly.
"It's okay. Zhang Heng will wake up in two hours. His injuries have stabilized."
Tang Ming threw out two portions of the body tempering ointment: "Apply it to the wound and it will heal quickly."
"real?"
Qi Yunxiao's eyes lit up and he quickly started applying the medicine.
Tang Ming dragged the chair next to him, sat down and asked, "Qi Yunxiao, tell me about that Japanese man."
"Um."
"That Japanese warrior was very powerful and energetic. He must be a cultivator of the Japanese country. Zhang Heng was seriously injured and fell into coma after only one kick."
"I also have energy in my body."
Qi Yunxiao said bitterly: "If it weren't for the strength of Qi Jin to counteract the force, I would probably be even worse than Zhang Heng."
Tang Ming asked calmly: "Do you know who those people are?"
"I'm not sure. I've never seen it before."
"But that Japanese warrior had a bun and a crescent-shaped birthmark on his right cheek..." Qi Yunxiao recalled.
"No more specific information?"
Tang Ming frowned slightly, finding someone by just relying on a birthmark was no less than finding a needle in a haystack.
"there is none left."
Qi Yunxiao scratched his head in distress: "These Japanese are talking in Japanese dialect, and I can't understand a word they are saying."
"I can only understand popular languages such as Linen, Suga, and Baga. I have no idea what they are communicating with."
"..." Tang Ming was speechless and glared at the other party. How could he still be in the mood to play tricks?
At this time.
He Manyue, who was next to him, suddenly said: "Squad leader, I, I seem to know their identities..." Tang Ming and others looked over in surprise.
"I used to like watching TV dramas and taught myself Japanese."
"When the Japanese man took action, someone behind him said something, which meant, 'Solve the matter quickly and don't delay Young Master Mitsui's schedule.
’” “From their words, it seems that this young Master Mitsui has a very high status and is here to discuss business cooperation.”