Lin Feng pondered over last night's incident in its entirety. Those men had definitely come prepared. What was even more infuriating was that they seemed to have planned everything in advance. If they couldn't overcome Lin Feng, they'd target Cao Ying and Tang Rou. They seemed to calculate that Lin Feng would selflessly save these two beautiful women, thus creating an opportunity to injure him.

Damn, if I were to let loose and fight these guys, they wouldn't stand a chance against me, Lin Feng thought bitterly. But at the same time, he stumbled upon a realization. The reason he had been injured by these guys was ultimately due to his insufficient Martial Arts training. In other words, his current cultivation level of two layers of Inner Strength didn't make him invincible!

It seems I need to continue to strengthen my cultivation. Hmm, this is perfect. The blow to my head has somehow helped me recover the memory of the "Supreme Medical Sutra". So, it turned out to be a gain after all...

Damn, to think that even an injury could bring such a miraculous encounter! Heaven was truly good to him, Lin Feng chuckled inwardly.

The medical skills in the "Supreme Medical Sutra" could not only treat diseases and save people but could also be used as a means of attack during fights.

For instance, with acupuncture and Tuina, if one could accurately hit the body's acupoints with intense force, they could use the Massage Technique to strike a person's acupoints, causing them to faint. In short, the Massage Technique involved understanding the human body's meridians and acupoints, identifying weak spots, which could allow one to achieve great results with minimal effort in a battle.

The reason Lin Feng, who had a cultivation of the fourth layer of Inner Strength and held the title of "Wolf King," gained such high prestige in the mercenary world was because he was an all-around special operative. His Martial Arts were formidable, and his shooting was extremely accurate, hitting the bullseye at a hundred paces with ease. Furthermore, his medical skills were renowned. His reputation as the "Hua Tuo of the Mercenary World" was not without merit.

Once, Lin Feng led a small unit of the White Wolf Troop on a mission in Iraq. Unexpectedly, they encountered rival mercenaries at the Desert Fortress, resulting in a fierce battle that ended in a stalemate.

That night, a plague spread within the ancient fortress, and poisonous rats ran rampant. Several teams were trapped in the Desert Fortress for half a month. In the end, only the White Wolf Troop managed to leave unscathed. The other mercenaries all died an ignominious death in the fortress, with nobody to claim their bodies.

This was all because Lin Feng mastered a mysterious medical technique, using traditional Chinese medicine remedies to successfully neutralize the toxicity of the plague, and using specially formulated medicinal herbs to deter poisonous snakes, thus saving everyone's lives.

From then on, Lin Feng's reputation as the "Hua Tuo of the Mercenary World" spread far and wide.

Damn, me, the mighty Wolf King of the White Wolf Troop, getting knocked down by some street thugs! If this gets out, I'll be ruined... Lin Feng lamented over his recent injuries.

Aside from being distracted by the two beauties, another crucial factor was his transmigration. His new body's physical condition wasn't very good; it was at least several levels below the peak physical capacity he had achieved through special forces training. Therefore, Lin Feng's cultivation remained at the second layer of Inner Strength. If he progressed to the third layer, he could easily take down Bald Head and his men, even if there were three times as many of them, single-handedly.

"Lin Feng, you mustn't get involved with those kinds of people, understood? They are the scum of society. You're a student; if you fight them, you'll be the one to suffer."

Upon seeing Lin Feng's vengeful intentions, Cao Ying was terrified. The cruel images of those men in tank tops reappeared in her mind, sending a shiver of fear through her.

"Hey, are you worried about me?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"I... You're my student. What's wrong with a teacher worrying about her student? You Little Devil, don't get any funny ideas, understand? I'm being serious. Those kinds of people are bad news," Tang Rou earnestly advised.

"If everyone thinks like that, wouldn't these people become even more rampant? Wouldn't it lead to greater lawlessness in our society? Teacher Cao, isn't your dad the mayor of Jiangzhou City? These lawless folks, should your dad be held accountable?"

Lin Feng's wild imagination swiftly dragged Cao Ying's dad into the matter.

"My...my dad...he's very busy. There are people taking care of these matters; he can't possibly handle everything personally... he doesn't have three heads and six arms," Cao Ying, her beautiful eyes wide open, started defending her father.

"That's not an excuse. If something goes wrong, the people in charge must be held accountable! Hmm, since you've already said your dad can't handle it, as your future son-in-law, I shouldn't shirk the responsibility. I should help," Lin Feng said, chuckling.

"You...dream on...Yeah, help my foot!"

At the sight of Lin Feng's nonchalant attitude, Cao Ying's temper flared, and she immediately flung the clothes from the hospital bed at him.

"Ouch!" Lin Feng cried out in pain as he got hit by the clothes.

"Hey, Lin Feng, are you okay? Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Seeing Lin Feng crying out in pain, Cao Ying immediately softened. After all, Lin Feng was an injured patient. She quickly walked to the bedside, removed the clothes, and looked at him worriedly.

However, as soon as she approached, she realized she had been tricked. Although Lin Feng was crying out, his face was actually wreathed in a smile. Seeing Cao Ying's concerned expression as she came over, Lin Feng was grinning foolishly.

"Sigh... you're beyond help." Seeing Lin Feng's antics, Cao Ying just shook her head and went back to her seat.

"Oh, right. Last night a guy on a motorcycle came to help you. If he hadn't stepped in, you might have been more badly hurt."

"Is he your friend?" Cao Ying asked curiously. But then she found it strange. If that man was Lin Feng's friend, why didn't he take off his helmet and show his face? Moreover, if he was Lin Feng's friend, he should have at least greeted Lin Feng, or used his motorcycle to take Lin Feng to the hospital, right?

But no, after driving away Bald Head and his men, he just hopped on his motorcycle and left. It was all very puzzling.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng remembered as well. He had been somewhat dazed at the time, but he did have an impression of the motorcycle's sound and the man holding a baseball bat, wearing a helmet. His skills were good. It seemed like he had rushed over specifically to help him.

"Didn't this person say anything?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

"No, throughout the entire process, he only said one thing, something about your injuries not being serious, and then he left," Cao Ying recalled.

Lin Feng thought carefully. He seemed to recall hearing that sentence too.

Wait, something isn't right. That motorcycle, that figure, that voice... I feel like I've encountered them all before! Who is he really? Lin Feng wondered with surprise.

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