Chu Qing did not voice his doubts, and their conversation did not continue.
By the time they returned to the morgue, the bustling atmosphere had long subsided.
Everyone occupied a corner, some were meditating with crossed legs, some were silently healing their wounds, and some were snoring loudly... mainly the Tie Brothers.
The snoring of these two brothers was loud enough to almost blow the roof off the morgue.
Wuchen rested alone in a corner, not far away Wu Qianhuan was chatting quietly with Gentle.
Chu Qing didn't eavesdrop on their conversation but went up to Zhou Rui.
Zhou Rui heard footsteps, slowly opened his eyes, and upon seeing Chu Qing approaching, he hurriedly stood up:
"Third Young Master."
Chu Qing waved him to sit down and sat next to him:
"Brother Zhou, your medical skills are superb. Do you know how to treat internal injuries caused by reckless martial arts training?"
"Well..."
Zhou Rui pondered for a moment and said:
