Resurrection Empire

Over there, the negotiations between Ma Dafu and Yang Bingzhong ended unhappily.

Ma Dafu swept his sleeves and left.

Yang Bingzhong clasped his hands behind his back, looked around, and gently waved his hand to disperse the onlookers.

"Ren Zhong, how are you?"

Yang Bingzhong quickly walked up to Ren Zhong and asked with concern.

Ren Zhong cleared his throat twice, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, "I'm... I'm okay, not dying."

Yang Bingzhong sighed, his face full of regret, "Sigh. Actually, four days ago when I saw your unusual relationship with Ma Xiaoling, I wanted to advise you. The Ma family, especially those with combat talents, are all lunatics. Given her view on love, dating her without complete devotion is truly dangerous behavior."

Ren Zhong was dejected and sorrowful, "The main issue is her strong possessiveness, forcing me to break up with others and not listening to my explanations. I... I couldn't do it. I can't betray others."

Yang Bingzhong waved his hand, "Mostly it's your fault for not making things clear with her from the start. But you must know, playing the field is like trying to commit a crime under the 'Net's watchful eye—it's just a matter of time before something goes wrong."

"Yeah, I'll remember that in the future. I won't provoke her again."

"Alright, I'll arrange for someone to take you to Liao Yuan County to treat your injuries. You're seriously hurt; it'll probably take a few days to recover. Just as well to hide out for a while, don't let Ma Xiaoling find you. Although you are a Nomad and can't easily enter the county, I'll figure out a way to ask for a favor."

Ren Zhong exclaimed, "I can't accept this. Thank you, Boss Yang, for your kindness, but this breaks the rules."

At this moment, Sun Miao, with a messy head and scruffy face, appeared.

He walked up with a stern face, "Boss Yang, are you looking down on me?"

Yang Bingzhong: "Uh..."

"With me, Sun Miao, is there any need to go to some godforsaken county hospital? As long as he's not dead and still breathing, I can save him."

Yang Bingzhong turned his head to look at Sun Miao beside him and thought for a moment, but didn't object.

He knew Sun Miao and Ren Zhong had a tight relationship and wouldn't harm Ren Zhong easily.

Sun Miao also had significant backing, so it was best not to offend him lightly.

As for Sun Miao's medical skills, they were indeed unquestionable.

At least in the years in Starfire Town, as long as patients had the money, he hadn't heard of any injuries Sun Miao couldn't treat.

"Alright, let's get to work."

Sun Miao put the medical equipment case off his back onto the ground.

The case hissed as dozens of flexible mechanical arms flew out, hovering above Ren Zhong with a flurry of scans.

A three-dimensional image was projected from Sun Miao's wrist watch, displaying Ren Zhong's body model.

Dozens of injuries inside Ren Zhong's body were marked as black and dark patches, looking alarming and shocking,

Sun Miao let out a sigh, "Goodness! Really going for the kill! Delay another half-hour without stopping the internal bleeding, and you'll be sky-high right here! Forget Liao Yuan County, just deliver yourself to the Hunters to have your brain dug out!"

As he spoke, he briskly took various potions from the medicine box and injected them into Ren Zhong's neck veins and lymphatic vessels, the speed of his injections as if sewing needlework.

Sun Miao continued, "I told you not to flirt, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're facing the consequences. Serves you right!"

About ten minutes later, more than twenty potions were injected into Ren Zhong, and Sun Miao clapped his hands, "Job done."

Zheng Tian, watching the whole time, asked worriedly, "Dr. Sun, how's Brother Ren's condition?"

At this time, only Zheng Tian, Ou Youning, and Bai Feng were present in the team.

As for Chen Hanyu and Wen Lei, they were arranged, each driving a Qingfeng Heavy Truck to the resource recycling company.

Ostensibly, they had to sell goods, but in fact, Ren Zhong didn't want them to appear in front of Yang Bingzhong.

Wen Lei had just heard the tragic news of Ai Jiasan's death and might not be able to control his expression and demeanor.

Not everyone can act like Ren Zhong.

Sun Miao glanced at Zheng Tian dismissively, "When I, Sun Miao, take action, why are you even asking? Where are your manners?"

Zheng Tian: "Sorry, Dr. Sun."

"Cut the crap, drag him back to rest well and recuperate, and he'll recover in ten days or a half month. During these ten days, black bruises will ooze out from his body, which are dead cells, and you need to remember to wipe them off frequently. Nutrition also needs to be kept up. It's best not to let him move around at will to avoid affecting the robot's operation."

After speaking, Sun Miao opened his hand to Ren Zhong,

"Stabilized Metabolism Promoting Liquid, Type III Nano Therapeutic Robot Tissue Liquid, Biodegradable Bionic Tissue Repair Liquid, Red Blood Cell Substitute Robots, High-Energy Nutrient Agents for a fifteen-day course... Thanks for your patronage, a total of thirteen thousand points."

Zheng Tian: "Hiss..."