The Miracle Doctor: Call Me Savior

"Go and report that someone is visiting!" Zachary said.

The young man looked Zachary up and down and asked in disbelief, "Who are you? What are you doing? Not everyone can visit our An Family Boxing Store." Next to him, An Wei took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "My name is An Wei!"

"Anwei, do you have a name? How could I..." The young man said. But in the middle of his words, he suddenly thought of something.

With panic in his eyes, he looked at An Wei and said in a trembling voice, "You, you are An Wei, that An Wei?"

An Wei nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'm An Wei. Tell him that I'm back!"

The young man's face suddenly changed. He rushed into the boxing gym and shouted at the same time, "An Wei is here. An Wei is back!"

Outside, Zachary and the others only heard the chaotic sound inside, and then they saw more than 20 young people in sports clothes rushing out quickly.

As soon as these people came out, they immediately lined up in two rows under the gate tower. They clenched their fists and looked at An Wei nervously.

Behind them was a middle-aged man in his forties, with two moustaches on the corners of his mouth. He walked out with a gloomy face. When his eyes fell on An Wei, his expression suddenly changed and he stopped. "It's you!" The moustached vendor exclaimed. "Why did you come back?"

An Wei looked at the comer and said, "I came back to see An Qian and my master."

"You don't deserve to be called master. You have been expelled from our school a long time ago. You are no longer a member of our An Family Boxing Club. You can go now," the bearded man said in a deep voice. "I don't want to explain, and I don't want to defend. I just want to see Master and An Qian." An Wei said again.

The moustached vendor frowned and said, "Master doesn't want to see you. You can go."

"I must see them." An Wei's tone became more serious.

The moustached vendor's face suddenly became gloomy. He glanced at Zachary and Gao Hao, and then said in a deep voice, "Anwei, you can't come in. Don't force me to do it for the sake of being in the same sect as you." "I don't want to fight. I just want to see him." An Wei looked at the bearded man and said in a low voice.

"You are forcing me to do it. I want to see how strong you are after so many years." The moustached vendor shouted, waved his hands, and threw a punch at An Wei.

An Wei's eyebrows slightly twitched, and he took a step forward. He raised his right hand, flipped in the air, and turned his fist into a palm to meet the bearded man's fist.

Pa!

The fist and palm hit each other, making a crisp sound.

The moustached vendor's expression changed drastically. He quickly took seven or eight steps back before he managed to steady himself. An Wei, on the other side of him, stood rooted to the spot and didn't move at all. "Master!" When the young people in fine clothes saw this, they shouted in chorus. At the same time, they glared at An Wei and were about to start.

Seeing this, Zachary and Gao Hao took a step forward, and their bodies were already tense.

Just as they were about to start fighting, the bearded man yelled, "All of you, stop!"

After shouting at his disciple, the moustached vendor looked at An Wei with a gloomy face. Finally, he helplessly made way for An Wei and gritted his teeth. "You go in!"

An Wei nodded and stepped in. Zachary and Gao Hao followed him in.

Inside the gate was a courtyard. There were many young disciples standing in the courtyard, sweating profusely. They must be practicing. But at this moment, they all stopped and looked at An Wei and the other two. Across the yard, there was an old-fashioned cabin lobby. As soon as An Wei entered the lobby, he heard a loud voice coming from inside, "An Wei, you are a traitor of An Family's boxing house. What are you doing back here?" An Wei narrowed his eyes and shot at the young man on the upper seat, who shouted. The young man suddenly felt scared and felt a chill in his heart.

Next to the young man, a middle-aged man saw this and snorted gently. He stretched out his hand and patted the young man on the shoulder, pulling him back from the horror.

Then, he turned to An Wei and asked, "An Wei, what are you doing at our An Family Martial Arts Club?"

An Wei looked at him and said, "I'm here to see my master and An Qian!"

"It's impossible!" The other side shouted, "You are a traitor of House An. Do you want to come back and harm people now?"

"I don't want to debate with you. I just want to see Master and An Qian!" An Wei said.

"As I said, it's impossible!" The middle-aged man shouted, "An Wei, if you leave now, I will pretend that nothing has happened. Otherwise, humph!"

With a cold snort, two rows of well-dressed martial artists suddenly stood out on both sides of the hall. Just a little feeling the momentum, Ding Hao knew that these should be the elite disciples of the martial art club. "I don't want to do it. I just want to see him," An Wei said.

"Humph, you don't know what's good for you. Let's do it!" The middle-aged man shouted, and the disciples on both sides moved immediately.

"After all, we used to be a family. It's not good to fight and kill each other as soon as we meet." At this time, a faint voice came from behind An Wei, and then a figure came out.

Beside the middle-aged man, the young man yelled haughtily, "Who do you think you are? You don't have the right to speak here! Get the hell out of here!"

"Shut up!" As soon as he finished speaking, An Wei's eyebrows sank and he suddenly moved his body. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of the young man and slapped him several times.

"Dad, he hit me! Quickly, kill him, kill him!" the young man roared, clutching his cheek.

Next to him, the middle-aged man stared at An Wei with a sullen face and said, "An Wei, you broke into our An Family's Boxing Club without permission. Now you beat me without any reason. What else do you have to say?" "His mouth is smelly. He deserves to be beaten!" An Wei said.

"You're just a young lad. What's wrong with cursing?" The middle-aged man pointed at Zachary, but his eyes fell on An Wei.

An Wei's face darkened and he shouted, "Dr. Ching is my benefactor. I don't allow you to scold him."

"He is your benefactor, not mine. I, Cai Yuan, don't believe it. He is just a young boy. I not only want to swear at him, but also want to beat him. Come on..." The middle-aged man shouted.

Zachary stood up at this moment. He looked at Cai Yuan and shouted, "Are you going to beat me?"

"Hit you again..." Cai Yuan said. But before he could finish his words, his eyes fell on Zachary's face, which made his whole face stiff instantly. With a dull look on his face, Cai Yuan said, "You, how could it be you? How could you..." "Why can't it be me? Aren't you going to beat me? Let's do it!" Zachary's imposing manner shocked the two rows of elite disciples around him. They were almost out of breath.

Even Cai Yuan, at this moment, also felt that his breathing was somewhat heavy. On his forehead, beads of sweat were dripping down drop by drop. He looked pretty nervous.

"Dad, why are you still standing there? Do it! Beat them to death!" Next to Cai Yuan, his son, Cai Minghao, said discontentedly.

"Shut up..."

Before Cai Yuan could finish his words, he saw Zachary's figure sway. Zachary, who was sitting next to him, was slapped several times on his son's face, and his cheeks quickly became red and swollen. "You hit me, I..."

Cai Minghao shouted angrily, but when he saw Zachary's face, he swallowed the words in his throat and could not say anything more. His eyes were full of horror, and his body trembled with fear. This person in front of him, let alone him, even his father and all the people in the An Family Boxing Store together were no match for him!

After all, he was a fierce man who had defeated the Master Miao Hui, a martial arts master, on the arena, and crushed it with one foot. At that time, the sweat on their faces slid down like raindrops.

An Wei said again, "We don't want to fight. I just want to see our master and An Qian."

Cai Yuan's face changed. Feeling Zachary's increasingly heavy aura, he nodded with difficulty and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see them!"

An Wei suddenly showed a look of excitement, and his palms actually began to tremble slightly.

Under Cai Yuan's lead, they arrived at the bedroom at the back. After pushing open an old door, Zachary saw that there was a bed inside the bedroom. There was a woman lying on the bed. An Wei rushed in quickly, and his eyes turned red in an instant. He held the woman's hand on the bed with his trembling hands, and his tears fell. "Qian Qian, I'm back. I'm finally back." Zachary followed him and saw a gentle woman lying on the bed. Her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be as peaceful as a peaceful place.

The woman was lying on the bed, motionless. She didn't respond to An Wei either. It seemed that she was in a coma.

An Wei held the woman's hand tightly and called a few more times, but the woman still did not respond. An Wei suddenly became a little anxious. "What, what's going on? Qian, she..."

Cai Yuan said in a low voice, "For so many years, An Qian's body is getting weaker and weaker. Three years ago, she started to fall unconscious."

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Haven't you treated her yet?" An Wei's face was full of tears.

Cai Yuan still wanted to explain, but at this moment, Zachary stepped forward, patted An Wei's shoulder and said, "Uncle An, let me take a look!"

An Wei quickly nodded and moved out of the way, saying, "Zachary, you must save her, you must!"

"I will do my best!" Zachary nodded, then stretched out his hand and began to feel An Qian's pulse.

A moment later, Zachary let go of his hand and turned to An Wei, saying, "Her condition is a bit complicated. Over the years, she has been very weak, and it is very difficult for her to recover completely." "Ah!" An Wei's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness.

Zachary said, "Uncle An, don't worry. I said it's very difficult, but it's not impossible!"

"Zachary, you have a way to cure Qian Qian?" An Wei asked excitedly.

Zachary nodded and said, "I can use acupuncture to relieve her condition now, but if she needs to be cured completely, she needs long-term recuperation and acupuncture. So I must take her to the provincial capital." "I'll take her back! Zachary, give her acupuncture quickly!" An Wei said anxiously with tears all over his face.

However, at this moment, when they heard Zachary's words, Cai Yuan and Cai Minghao's eyes sank, and they looked a bit strange.