Master Lin relies on his powerful punches, but he fights with people by brute force.
Against such a big guy, competing in strength is the worst fighting strategy.
Relying on his light body, Zhao Wei displayed extremely fast speed, and with various clever body movements, he was always able to make Master Lin's attacks, even with all his strength, miss.
At the very beginning, the opponent wasted some energy.
He dodged left and right, waiting until the opponent was exhausted, then he seized the opportunity and punched him hard in the nose.
Suddenly, the pain spread rapidly around, and the entire nasal cavity, nose bridge, and around the eye sockets felt unbearable swelling and pain.
Master Lin covered his nose and felt like a ball of cotton was stuck in his nose, making breathing very difficult.
Before he could get used to the feeling, Zhao Wei had already launched his second attack, this time hitting the opponent's elbow.
It can produce an intense, tingling sensation similar to that of an electric shock. This pain may instantly spread throughout the arm and extend to the fingers. It may also be accompanied by numbness and weakness in the hand, which in severe cases can affect the normal movement of the hand.
At this point, one of Master Lin's hands lost its combat effectiveness.
Master Lin, who reacted, was shocked by the pain.
"Don't be so arrogant, I'm not someone you can easily mess with, go to hell!"
Then he swung his fist as big as a casserole and pounced on Zhao Wei like a tiger descending from the mountain.
Zhao Wei shook his head unconsciously.
The opponent's body is too heavy, and his physical strength will be exhausted from the beginning. Dealing with him is no different from dealing with a sandbag.
So, as Master Lin was howling, Zhao Wei's fists punched him all over his body.
Every time, the other person would twitch in pain.
Finally, after another kick that hit the opponent's shin bone and caused him to trip and fall to the ground, Master Lin was in so much pain that he couldn't get up for a long time. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and begged Zhao Wei for mercy.
"Stop... stop fighting. I admit defeat..."
Zhao Wei originally wanted to give them another ruthless blow, but seeing this, he withdrew his hand and said condescendingly: "If you want me to spare you, you can, but apologize to my father!"
It was at this moment that Zhao Yong changed his frightened and humble appearance and walked a few steps to Zhao Wei's side.
Master Lin looked at the father and son and felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.
He had never been beaten so hard in his life, and now he felt pain all over his body if he moved at all.
No one knew how Zhao Wei made his move. Several times, he heard slight crackling sounds from his bones, and always felt that he was about to be broken by the other party.
But apart from the severe pain, he felt that he did not suffer any serious internal injuries.
The opponent was a very capable martial artist. Each of his moves was extremely smooth and sophisticated, and was very different from the cheap moves used by ordinary thugs in street fights.
These skin injuries on the body can be healed by resting for a few days.
He immediately realized that the other party was showing mercy to his men.
So, he stood up despite his aching body and bowed sincerely to Zhao Yong.
"I'm sorry, I was a little rude before, please don't take it as an offense!"
"I am willing to apologize!"
Zhao Yong never thought that one day he would be treated so seriously by others instead of being treated perfunctorily and insulted. He was so excited that he almost cried, but he still tried his best to remain calm.
"Ahem... We are all from the same village, so there is no need to apologize. With what you said, the grudge between us can be written off!"
Master Lin naturally nodded without objection: "Yes, yes, there is no grudge in the first place. This incident... is really a bit embarrassing, alas..."
It would be better if he could avoid being hated by others. Zhao Wei naturally did not want to make the relationship awkward, so he said, "Master Lin, I'm very sorry that you got hurt just now. If you don't mind, I can prescribe you a medicine for injuries. It's very effective and can make your external injuries heal faster!"
Master Lin also had to be the chef. He felt the pain in his body and thought that if he didn't apply medicine, it would take three to five days to heal, which would be too much of a waste of time.
This is a temporary job and it is not easy for the host to find a replacement.
The main reason is that it is almost the end of the year and many families are having weddings and will hold banquets, so it is not easy to find people.
So he said shamelessly: "If that's the case, thank you for your help. Don't worry, I will pay for the medicine and I won't take advantage of you for nothing."
Master Lin is a flexible and carefree person.
This kind of person actually doesn't have any ulterior motives and likes to be straightforward, which makes Zhao Wei not dislike him.
The person was taken directly to the home of a barefoot doctor in the village. This person taught himself medicine, knew how to collect herbs, and could also treat some pediatric diseases, as well as headaches and fevers.
Zhao Wei came here to get some medicine. This man's house had nothing but medicinal herbs.
Nowadays, there is no such thing as artificial cultivation of medicinal materials. Instead, they are all picked laboriously in the mountains.
Thanks to this skill, the barefoot doctor's family lives a relatively good life, and he has a clever little apprentice by his side.
Zhao Wei reported the herbs he needed: 10 grams of frankincense, 10 grams of dragon's blood, 10 grams of catechu, 15 grams of rhubarb, 10 grams of angelica dahurica, 15 grams of bone-healing herb...
There are 11 kinds of medicinal herbs in total, but he knows them all by heart and can use them at will.
This was all due to the cultivation of his grandfather in his previous life. The grandfather was also a barefoot doctor who took him to the mountains to make a living all year round, which benefited Zhao Wei a lot.
Seeing the barefoot doctor, who was also a little old man with gray hair, carefully weighing the medicine in front of him, Zhao Wei could always see the figure of his grandfather through the other's busy appearance, and for a moment he couldn't help but tear up.
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