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“Will my brother encounter such dangers in the future? ” Su Xiaoxue asked

“Considering his career, it is likely that he might,” Wang Yao said.

Su Xiaoxue was silent for a long time. As his sister, she naturally cared about her brother, who had given her lots of love since she was a child.

“If he had your skills, would he be alright?” Su Xiaoxue asked in a tiny voice.

“My skills?” Wang Yao was stunned. He stared at Su Xiaoxue.

“What’s the matter?” Su Xiaoxue became flushed as he looked at her.

“Xiaoxue, did your brother tell you something?” Wang Yao asked with a smile.

“No, nothing!” Su Xiaoxue quickly waved her hands.

“Ha-ha, is he finding a way to ask through you?” Wang Yao asked.

Her brother likely still wanted Wang Yao to be a teacher in his army. Since the answer had been negative, Su Zhixing probably started to think of ways to use his sister.

“Is your brother’s army in the south?” Wang Yao asked.

“Yes, in the south,” Su Xiaoxue replied.

“I’m in the north, so it’s not convenient to be a teacher there,” Wang Yao said. “I really don’t know if my skills are suitable for them.”

His way of practicing martial arts depended more on his understanding. The two things that most influenced him were the “Book of Nature” and the ancient boxing scripture from the Zhou family. What he had mastered was not necessarily suitable for the army. They needed a simple fighting skill that could instantly kill.

“My brother said that you don’t have to stay there often,” Su Xiaoxue said. “You just have to take the time to guide them.”

“OK, I’ll promise to help him because of you, but I’ll decide the time,” Wang Yao said.

When Su Zhixing heard the news, he said, “Oh, my sister is quite important indeed!”

“Alright, your body has only recovered a little,” Wang Yao said. “Walk less and rest more.”

As soon as Su Zhixing felt strong he enough, he got out of bed using crutches.

“If you really want to get down, you can use a wheelchair,” Wang Yao said.

“It’s not like I don’t know how to walk, so why do I need a wheelchair?” Su Zhixing asked. “I went over and talked with Meng Wushuang for a while. Did you know that he has studied the secular disciple of Shaolin? He’s very good at Shaolin kung fu.”

“Is that so?” Wang Yao asked. “I can only see that his physical fitness is very good, even better than you. If he hadn’t been fit, I might not have been able to save him that day.”

Wang Yao had pulled Meng Wushuang back from the edge of death. In addition to his high level of medical cultivation, Meng Wushuang’s good physical quality played a considerable part in his survival. He was not willing to die easily. All these factors added up and enabled him to stay alive.

“Of course, I have experienced it myself,” Su Zhixing said. “He is proficient in Luohan boxing and Dragon’s Claw.”

“Are those the 72 unique skills of Shaolin?” Wang Yao asked.

“Yes, the bricks can indeed be easily crushed and broken with a move of a finger,” Su Zhixing said. “You guys can spar a little sometime. By the way, what kind of boxing do you practice?”

In his view, his future brother-in-law’s kung fu was more profound. He couldn’t detect any routine, yet Wang Yao could easily subdue a fighting master. His movements had a sense of returning to one’s original simplicity.

“Ancient boxing scripture,” Wang Yao replied.

“Ancient boxing?” Su Zhixing asked. “I’ve never heard of that. Which sect is it from?”

“From the Zhou family in Cangzhou,” Wang Yao said.

“Is it not that famous?” Su Zhixing asked.

“What is famous?” Wang Yao asked with a smile.

“Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, and Kunlun are famous ancient martial arts sects,” Su Zhixing said. “Some disciples have joined the army. Their physical quality and fighting abilities are not comparable to that of the generally trained soldiers.”

“I’m not like them,” Wang Yao said.

As they were talking in the ward, an officer came in. He was in his 30s. He had a strong face and body. He was evidently a major.

Upon seeing this man, Su Zhixing immediately saluted. “Captain!”

“Well, I’m relieved that your crisis is finally over,” Mu Chengzhou said.

“Let me introduce you guys,” Su Zhixing said. “Captain, this is Wang Yao and my sister Su Xiaoxue. He saved me and Wushuang.”

Mu Chengzhou took the initiative to shake Wang Yao’s hand and expressed his sincere gratitude. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It was something I needed to do.” Wang Yao sincerely admired the soldiers who silently sacrificed.

“If you need my help, please let me know,” Mu Chengzhou said.

“Sure,” Wang Yao said.

“Captain, this is the man I mentioned who I want to be our instructor,” Su Zhixing said.

“Oh, Dr. Wang knows how to fight?” Mu Chengzhou asked.

“A little,” Wang Yao said.

“Captain, he’s modest,” Su Zhixing said. “I tried to find a master to test him. The master couldn’t survive three moves under him.”

“Well, as long as Dr. Wang is willing, our team will welcome you with open arms,” Mu Chengzhou said.

“I’ll see if I have time,” Wang Yao said.

After sitting for a while, Mu Chengzhou went to the next room again to visit Meng Wushuang.

“Are you the squadron leader?” Wang Yao asked.

“Yes, we have a brigade and three squadrons,” Su Zhixing said.

“What about the residence ones?” Wang Yao asked.

“It’s a secret for the time being. You’ll know when you go there.” Su Zhixing kept things mysterious for now.

At noon, Mu Chengzhou held a special banquet to entertain Wang Yao, who had refused. Su Zhixing persuaded him, so Wang Yao went. At the banquet, Mu Chengzhou and another officer expressed their gratitude to him, which made Wang Yao quite embarrassed.

“Dr. Wang, these soldiers are our brothers,” Mu Chengzhou said after taking a drink of wine. “Since you’ve saved their lives, we owe you a great debt!”

“You don’t know how difficult it is to face the family of a soldier who has sacrificed himself,” Mu Chengzhou said. “Their painful reaction can never be forgotten. Whenever our troops go to carry out missions, I pray that our soldiers come back safely. Unfortunately, some missions include a lot of shooting. No one can guarantee their safety.”

He took another drink of wine and then lifted his glass. “I’ll give you a toast!”

Wang Yao looked down at the glass. He picked it up and drank it.

“Xiao Su said that you also know how to fight and are a rare expert,” Mu Chengzhou said. “I believe his words. I’m also sincerely inviting you to give our soldiers fighting lessons. If they master more skills, they will have more chances to survive on the battlefield.”

“OK, I’ll go.” Wang Yao responded very simply.

“Thank you again,” Mu Chengzhou said.

During the banquet, Wang Yao heard some very shocking insider news. Those honorable people shed sweat and blood, and their families often shed tears.

He accompanied the two officers and drank two bottles of high-alcohol degree liquor alone. He wasn’t affected at all. Those things entering his body were no different than plain water.

When the banquet had ended, the officer who came with Mu Chengzhou exclaimed, “Oh, Dr. Wang can really drink!”

The two of them were almost unable to go on, but Wang Yao still seemed unaffected.

“He didn’t seem drunk at all,” Mu Chengzhou said. “He’s a doctor, so maybe he has some tricks.”

“Are we really going to invite him over to help?” the other officer asked.

“Of course, I believe what Xiao Su said,” Mu Chengzhou said. “Even if his kung fu doesn’t meet our requirements, his medical skills can’t be fake. After I arrived in Jing, I also visited Old Li, who is a national medical expert. He highly praised this Doctor Wang. If he can get such praise from Old Li, and Old Li is willing to admit that the other person is more skilled than him, then this young man is superb. Some soldiers in our army have old wounds and are unable to get rid of them completely. The older they get, the more pain they will be in. We can take this opportunity to invite him to have a look.”