The Miracle Doctor: Call Me Savior

Zachary was stunned for a moment and then sweated profusely. He thought to himself, "This woman changed her mood too fast. She just talked about the Chu Family dealing with the red dragon, but in a blink of an eye, she started flirting with me."

Zachary quickly shook his head and said, "Sister Rose, that's not what I mean. Let's go back to the provincial capital and go back now."

Rose licked her lips, looked at Zachary charmingly and said, "Mr. Ching, I didn't say no. You don't have to feel depressed. Let's get a room."

The word "open a room" warmed Zachary's heart, but then he waved his hand and said, "No, no." He knew that Sister Rose, such an evil woman, was definitely not easy to get along with. "Hehe!" Rose let out a laugh. "Mr. Ching, you don't have to do that. But I'm a little tired and want to get a room and have a rest. What should I do?"

Zachary's forehead was beaded with sweat and he did not dare to continue.

In the end, the two of them found a star-rated Grand Hotel and got a room. However, they got two single rooms and each of them got a room.

After a somewhat painful night, the next morning, the two drove back to the provincial capital. They gathered the other members of the Red Dragon Team in the underground boxing field and told the details of the investigation. After discussion, they decided on a response plan.

In the end, they couldn't take the initiative to attack, but the boxing field had to continue and wait for the response of the other side. After all, the boxing field was an important information and network of their team.

After the boxing match had been over for a month, there was no news from the capital city. It seemed that Childe Chu had forgotten what had happened here.

Zachary and the others were so happy that the other party did not come to bother them. They focused on business and treatment with all their hearts and minds.

In a twinkling of an eye, another Spring Festival arrived. The people who had not studied in Jingcheng City for a long time, Song Yunjia and peace all came back. Lin Mingyu also had a rare rest. Qiao Xiaoxiao also rejected all the programs during the Spring Festival and had a good rest.

In addition, Xiao Ziqian, who worked in Lorenzo Road Entertainment Company, Maxwell, who was accepted from Ludington City, Elder Song, Elder Jiang, Jiang Yuan, and Lei in Rende Hall, Anwei, Huangpi, a member of the pharmaceutical restaurant, and members of the Red Dragon Team of the security company, as well as Gao Hao, Anxiguan, and An Qian, who treated Zachary, were also there.

The whole family gathered together in a circle to celebrate the Spring Festival. It was very lively.

It was a pity that Vanessa and Han Huihui were not around. Vanessa had gone back to her mother's place, and Han Huihui had been held at home by her family and lost her freedom because of Zachary.

In a happy atmosphere, the Spring Festival passed away. After half a month of playing and resting, everyone gradually returned to their jobs and began to get back on track.

For a long time, Song Yunjia and the three girls, Anran, rejected the way Zachary sent them to school this time. Instead, they chose to travel with the three of them and take the train to school. After all, this was also a journey experience for them.

After making several amulets for the three girls respectively, Zachary sent them to the train station without any worry.

After seeing off the three girls, An Wei and his family found Zachary.

Since this trip to the south, An Qian and An Xiguan were brought back. After Zachary helped them to take care of their bodies, the smile on An Wei's face increased a lot. He was more active than before and always had a smile on his face. Even his younger brothers, who used to be afraid of him, dared to make jokes with him from time to time.

After sitting down with the three members of An Wei's family, Zachary said, "Uncle An, what can I do for you?"

An Wei did not speak, but looked at Anxiguan, who was sitting in the middle.

After this period of treatment and recuperation, Senior An's body was much better. His face was ruddy, and he looked energetic with white hair and a youthful face.

Elder An stood up and took a step towards Zachary. Then he stood straight, clenched his fists in front of his chest, and bent down to salute Zachary.

When Zachary saw this, he quickly went to help Senior An up and said, "Senior An, you are an elder, and a senior in the martial arts world. How can I accept such a great bow!"

Senior An shook his head and said, "It's all thanks to you that I can save my life. You deserve this bow. Besides, I have a presumptuous request. I'll have to trouble you again, Dr. Ching." Zachary made a gesture of "please" and said, "Please tell me, Senior An!"

Senior An sighed and said, "Recently, news came from An Family's Boxing Store. It said that the business of An Family's Boxing Store had dropped by about forty percent over the past few months."

Hearing what he said, Zachary nodded and thought that this result was expected. After all, after the last incident, almost all the leaders in An Family's boxing house had been emptied, and their strength was naturally greatly affected.

Senior An went on to say, "If it's just a business, I won't bother you, Dr. Ching. After all, this boxing gym only earns a small amount of money, and its inheritance is a big one."

"But recently, they want to break the inheritance of the An Family Boxing. I beg Dr. Ching to help us again." Master An sighed and said.

When Zachary heard that the matter was serious, he quickly asked, "Cut off the inheritance. What's going on? Senior An, please tell me more about it."

Senior An was not in a good mood. This time, it was An Wei who said, "During this period, the strength of our An Family's boxing gym has been greatly reduced. Many nearby martial art clubs and sects wanted to annex our boxing gym." "However, some local small forces don't have the ability to do so. They just grab some students of our boxing stadium at most, which doesn't have much impact on us. But just a month ago, the southern martial arts association established by several major sects, namely the Zheng Family boxing stadium, the Jingshi Monastery, and the Yuanbao Temple, relied on the reason that the An Family Boxing was not strong enough to guide the students and influence the development of the entire martial arts world. They forced people to enter our An Family Boxing Club to help improve the teaching quality and the soft and tough strength of the An Family Boxing Club. But in fact, their people almost completely blocked our people, almost taking control of the whole boxing gym."

"What!" Hearing this, Zachary was so angry that he slapped on the armrest of the chair and shouted, "This is obviously robbery. In broad daylight, it's bright and clear. It's disgusting that they used such a method."

"Yes, but our An family's boxing stadium is now weak. We can only watch them take advantage of their power to bully others." Senior An sighed and said helplessly.

Zachary stood up and said, "Don't worry, Ms. An. I'm in charge of An Family's Kung Fu. I won't let them succeed."

"Dr. Ching, thank you. I really don't know how to express my gratitude." Elder An thanked Zachary with cupped fists.

Zachary quickly helped Senior An to stand up and then sent Anran and An Qian away. An Wei stayed and discussed the issue of An Family's boxing stadium with Zachary.

Now the situation on the other side was very urgent, and they were still staying in An Family Boxing for a reason. Before long, they would definitely use other reasons to restrain An Family Boxing Store for their own use. By then, this martial arts sect, which had been passed down for several generations, would be drowned in the dust of history.

Without further ado, Zachary and An Wei took the plane to Su Jiang City that night.

The next morning, when the An Family's Boxing Club just opened its door, they saw two people standing at the door.

One of the disciples of the An Family Boxing recognized the person and shouted in surprise, "Uncle An Wei, Dr. Ching, why are you here?"

Next to this disciple of the An Family's boxing field, a disciple with a strange face saw this and immediately became alert. He turned around and ran inside. It seemed that he had gone to send a message secretly.

Seeing this, the disciple of the An Family Boxing quickly said, "Martial Uncle Anwei, Dr. Ching. Recently our An Family Boxing Store has been completely occupied by the people from the southern martial arts association. We will be scolded or even beaten by them if we do something wrong. We also have to work for them for free. The time we practice martial arts at ordinary times has been greatly compressed."

An Wei's eyes were filled with anger. He clenched his fists so tightly that creaking sounds could be heard. He could not wait to rush in and give the group of people a good beating.

Zachary patted the disciple's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry. We are here today to solve this problem."

As soon as their voice fell, several figures came out of the boxing house. The leader among them was Zheng Lei, who was familiar with Zachary. There was a monk, a nun, and several disciples in their thirties. Presumably, they were from all the major sects.

When Zheng Lei saw Zachary and An Wei, his eyes darkened and he shouted, "What are you doing here?"

Zachary looked at him coldly and said, "We should be the ones asking you questions. What are you doing here?"

With his hands behind his back, Zheng Lei said loudly, "Our Southern Martial Arts Association is in charge of all sorts of martial arts sects and manage the development of our martial arts. We'll come to An family's martial arts club to help us overcome the difficulties and solve the martial arts problem. What do you think we're doing here?"

"What a big name!" Zachary snorted. "Who asked you to establish the southern martial arts association? Who gave you the right to manage the affairs of the martial arts world? Or is this just a lie of your own words."

Zheng Lei snorted, threw out a document, looked at Zachary and said, "Did you see that? This is the symbol of the association which is recognized by the relevant departments of the country. Our southern Martial Arts Association is official. What else do you have to say?"

This kind of association's symbol, even if Zachary was not a man from the industry, he knew what it meant to have money. It was almost something that could be done with money, and there was no credibility at all.

Even if he was alone, as long as he paid the fee, he would be able to create a regional association or even a national association with great interest. His name would be more famous than anyone else's.