Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

If he couldn't even do this, why did Lu Hao follow Zhao Ke? Did he really think Zhao Ke was the nanny?

In the face of survival, it doesn't matter whether you are a man or a woman, and profit comes first, which is the kingly way of survival.

As for people like Qi Liang who stick to principles, there must be ones in the horror space, but they cherish them just like giant pandas.

Thinking of Qi Liang, Zhao Ke couldn't help grinning, "This guy must be in a lot of pain right now."

Zhao Ke was distracted, and his hands became heavier.

"hiss!!"

Wang Zeliang took a deep breath, looked at the cut wound on his arm, and gritted his teeth in pain. He was fine, but his arm was stabbed by the wooden spear.

But under the flesh, there were many wooden thorns as thin as hairs. After the wound recovered, as long as Wang Zeliang moved his arm a little, he felt a tingling pain in his arm.

At this moment, Zhao Ke was holding a pair of small tweezers in front of him, and he gently pushed aside his flesh to pick out the wooden thorns inside.

In this process, there was neither anesthetic nor superb medical skills. It was Zhao Ke who used the most rude method to turn deep into the flesh and blood one by one. The painful Wang Zeliang's face was green and white. Beat this medical officer into scum.

After treating half of the wound, Zhao Ke scratched his head, randomly applied medicine, and bandaged Wang Zeliang.

I saw Wang Zeliang cursing while putting on his clothes: "Damn, next time I meet that guy, I will kill him immediately."

Wang Zeliang said, putting on his clothes carefully, but he didn't know that the culprit he mentioned was right behind him, holding a knife in his hand, and looked at Wang Zeliang with a fake smile, as if he was thinking, The piece of meat on him is better.

"boom!"

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open roughly, and several people walked in quickly carrying the elderly medical officer.

I saw that the old medical officer's head had been smashed open, blood was flowing.

A group of people hurriedly worked in a hurry to stop the blood, and their faces showed bitterness.

After Zhao Ke heard it, he realized that Ashikaga was hit by a water glass. After a few days of coming, Zhao Ke also heard about the general's injury.

His severed arm was unexpectedly reattached by Abe Qingzu using Yin Yang techniques.

But the blinded eye was useless. In order to stop the bleeding, Ashikaga used hot charcoal to cauterize his own wound.

As a result, there are sequelae now, and the head always hurts. The old medical officer has treated him for so long, but it didn't work, so Ashikaga was blamed for it.

"Who else do you have, the general is waiting, hurry up!"

Outside the door, they thought they were in charge of the shogunate, and asked impatiently. Seeing this, several medical officers couldn't help but frowned, and no one dared to agree.

After all, injuries like the head, even in reality, are not so easy to treat, let alone in this era.

Zhao Ke thought for a while, walked into the back room, and came out from the back room after a while, carrying a small medicine box, and said, "Let's go, I'll go and have a look."

"you!"

The steward glanced at the other medical officers questioningly, and when the other medical officers saw this, they seemed to see a savior, and praised repeatedly: "He is the best medical officer in our place."

"Yes, yes, the best, the best!"

Everyone knows that at this time, there is absolutely no benefit to going to treat the general. It is probably a kind of luck to be smashed in the head.

The steward couldn't see the meaning of these medical officers, but he couldn't say anything. He glanced at Zhao Ke with deep meaning in his eyes, nodded, and led Zhao Ke forward.

When he came to the room where Ashikaga Izhao lived, the steward took a step back and motioned Zhao Ke to go up by himself.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke frowned slightly, looked around, and found that there were no hidden ninjas around Ashikaga Teru's room.

Could it be that it was hidden too deep and I didn't see it?

Just when Zhao Ke was puzzled, he gently opened the door, but before he stepped in, a bloody black hand suddenly stretched out from the door and grabbed Zhao Ke's wrist. Voice: "I got you!"

Chapter 183

The cold palm, grasping Zhao Ke's arm, actually gave Zhao Ke the illusion of being bitten by a poisonous snake. He almost subconsciously wanted to activate "Spirit Fox" to transform into a fox. Fortunately, Zhao Ke soon put this idea to rest pressed down.

Instead of looking up, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was sure that it was absolutely impossible for Ashikaga to find himself.

After being pointed out by Hattori Hanzo last time, Zhao Ke has almost exerted his ability of camouflage to the extreme.

Especially the smell on his body, Zhao Ke also specially took out the smell of herbs in the pharmacy, and took out the thick smell of traditional Chinese medicine with his hand. At this time, almost anyone can guess the strong smell of medicine on Zhao Ke's body. He is a doctor.

Zhao Keqiang said calmly: "Master General, I... I am here to treat you as a medical officer, and I will not run away."

"Doctor!"

In the darkness, Ashikaga Izaki's voice became extremely hoarse, completely different from the magnetic voice before.

Ashikaga Izaki asked with a bit of ridicule in his voice: "Can you cure my eyes?"

"Uh... I haven't seen the general's injury, so I dare not speak nonsense."

Zhao Ke thought carefully, before speaking, he thought about it without any discomfort before opening his mouth.

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he saw the black arm in his hand slowly raised up, staring at Zhao Ke and said: "Then raise your head and take a good look!"

Although he had already made sufficient psychological preparations, Zhao Ke was still taken aback the moment he raised his head.

In front of him, there was a distorted face, under the blue skin, blue veins half as thick as centipedes floated on the face, combined with his hollow, scorched right eye, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Although Zhao Ke didn't kill Ashikaga Izaki before, Ashikaga Izaki wasn't in such a miserable state either.

It didn't take long for Ashikaga Izaki to feel like a different person.

"Why, you can't cure it!"

Ashikaga Yizhao saw Zhao Ke's stunned expression, a grim smile appeared on his face full of veins, he stuck out his black tongue, and licked it lightly between his lips, he couldn't wait to taste the hot heart. The feeling of being torn apart in the mouth.

"Eye! It can't be cured, but I'm here to cure your headache."

As Zhao Ke said, he took out a small medicine bottle from the medicine box, poured out a pill, handed it up and said, "My lord general has a headache, it's because of the poor blood vessels, this pill is something from my ancestors, it can clear the blood. An adult's headache."

When Zhao Ke said this, Ashikaga Izaki was taken aback, his headache was so bad that he couldn't even eat for a few days.

Those medical officers tried all kinds of methods, but to no avail.

How could Ashikaga Izaki believe that the medical officer in front of him took out the pill so quickly.

In the past, he might have believed it, but after going through so many things, he almost became a useless person, Ashikaga Yoshiaki was the most suspicious right now.

"Eat one first!"

Looking at the medicine bottle in Zhao Ke's hand, Ashikaga Izaki said suspiciously.