Chapter 237: There Is More to the Story

Doctor Tang walks with a quick pace, and his way of doing things has always been a fast-paced, whirlwind affair.

The next day, Doctor Tang brought someone back.

That person was about the same age as Doctor Tang, but compared to Doctor Tang's overtly fierce appearance, the man who came over looked introverted, steady, and more emotionally composed.

Doctor Tang gave a brief introduction: "This is Doctor Ji from the Jingli Institute; the craft of medicinal glue is a unique specialty of his sect."

The Patrol Guard Division had information regarding this Doctor Ji, and Wen Gu was no stranger to him.

Doctor Ji's professional focus partially overlapped with Doctor Tang's, and his medical skills were quite good, though he had perhaps been more focused on research in the past, so his fame was not particularly great.

However, since the chaotic times began, his reputation had been growing day by day.

Being able to gain Doctor Tang's approval showed that his professional ability was indeed strong.

Shenyi Gu was originally Doctor Ji's hometown, and he had deep ties with the Medicine Gang. Doctor Ji did not participate in politics or concern himself with other miscellaneous matters in his daily life; he remained as he had always been, spending most of his time in seclusion conducting research.

Such a capable physician who held influence over local forces was, of course, someone the Six Great Powers of Beidi wanted to win over.

It was just that he was rarely seen on a daily basis; Doctor Ji declined visitors, and apart from seeing local patients, his cooperation with the Six Great Powers of the north was all handled by agents from the Medicine Gang.

Wen Gu truly had not expected to be able to lure this person out!

Medicinal glue technology was not a unique feature of Doctor Ji's sect. There were many people in Shenyi Gu who could make medicinal glue, so the information previously collected by the Patrol Guard Division did not contain any targeted leads.

Previously, when Wen Gu and the people from the Patrol Guard Division plotted to use Zhang Dalang as bait, their primary goal was only to find that batch of smuggled medicinal materials.

Today was an unexpected surprise!

Wen Gu did not show it on his face; in the capacity of Doctor Tang's newly accepted Apprentice, he exchanged a few pleasantries with Doctor Ji.

Doctor Ji was not a man who liked idle chatter; there was no expression on his face, and he seemed a bit tense, as if he were in a bad mood.

Doctor Ji quickly stated his purpose: "I want to see the thing you have, that kind of pill wrapped in medicinal glue!"

Wen Gu did not agree immediately, but looked at Doctor Tang. Seeing Doctor Tang nod, he then took out the pill.

He had brought back two pills; Doctor Tang had used one for an experiment, and the remaining one was handed over to Doctor Ji for inspection.

As an expert in this field, the time Doctor Ji spent inspecting the glue was much shorter than Doctor Tang's.

A moment later, Doctor Ji closed his eyes, exhaled a breath as if sighing through his nose, and the corners of his eyes drooped, looking somewhat dejected.

As soon as Doctor Tang saw him like this, he knew: "Confirmed? What exactly is going on?"

As he spoke, Doctor Tang gave Doctor Ji a look—hurry up and clear up the misunderstanding!

Doctor Ji seemed to be recalling something, his eyes filled with doubt and anger; when he turned to Wen Gu, he restrained his emotions and asked Wen Gu: "Who is in charge of the Patrol Guard Division of your Zhao Clan investigating this matter? There are some things I would like to tell them."

Wen Gu replied: "Doctor Ji, if it is about the medicinal glue, you can just tell me; I will make a note of it and send a letter over when the time comes. The person in charge over there is probably too busy to handle it right now."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Tang's eyes flickered.

The matter of the medicinal glue had nothing to do with him afterward, but he had picked up some news during his trip out this time.

It was said that a team from the Zhao Clan had left the mountains the day before to go find good things!

By the time others received the news, it was already too late to intercept them.

Now, hearing this cheap Apprentice say this—the news was very likely true!

The person in charge of the Xinzhou Xunweis who remained here had gone out to find that batch of smuggled medicinal materials!

If they were fast, they had probably already found it!

Overseas medicinal materials! Privately, Doctor Tang believed that if good fortune were to descend, and the Six Great Clans of Beidi had to choose one, it should of course be the Zhao Clan, who cooperated with him!

It was a good thing!

If the Zhao Clan could fish out good things, he could trade for some good things through his cooperation with them!

He wondered how much they would leave for him?

How much of a role could his cheap Apprentice play in this?

Doctor Tang was thinking of the good fortune. Over there, Doctor Ji had already begun telling Wen Gu the reason behind it.

Doctor Ji had an Apprentice, the kind who was a personal disciple.

That Apprentice was a local, and had been brought along by Doctor Ji to work before the chaotic times; that person had also learned the craft of making glue.

However, in the early days of the chaotic times, before the Six Great Clans had arrived, the town of Shenyi Gu was relatively chaotic, and that Apprentice had met with an accident while out one day and was gone.

At the time, Doctor Ji had only thought it was an accident, but now it seemed there was more to the story!

"I need time to investigate this properly!" Doctor Ji said, his face taut.

He was not intentionally giving Wen Gu a cold shoulder; he was truly in a bad mood right now!

To be able to accept someone as a personal disciple and teach them the unique skills of the sect, there was a genuine bond of master and apprentice!

Now that he had suddenly learned that his disciple's death back then was suspicious, and might even affect the reputation of his sect, even someone as steady as him could not remain calm!

Doctor Ji had his own network of connections in the local area; he was going to investigate!

If his disciple's death was suspicious and he let it go, or handed it over to an outside force to investigate, what would his other disciples think? Could their reverence and trust in him as their master still be maintained?

Therefore, regardless of whether it was out of the master-apprentice bond or the interests of the sect, Doctor Ji had to investigate it himself!

The people from the Patrol Guard Division had already cleared up an important clue, so it would not be too difficult to investigate.

Wen Gu looked reasonable and said: "Since there is more to this matter, I will have someone send a message to the Patrol Guard Division in a moment to explain this."

Doctor Ji breathed a sigh of relief. He had heard earlier that the Patrol Guard Division had mobilized Armored Soldiers, and he was afraid they would start a fight.

He hoped Rong Huan could have a bit more trust in the Patrol Guard Division! If only they could give more time to explain the misunderstanding!

He thanked him sincerely and left quickly.

And in the town of Shenyi Gu, obvious changes were also taking place.

The group of young people who came to Shenyi Gu for advanced studies usually ran to the town whenever they had free time to drink tea, chat, and hold gatherings in the tea rooms of various medicine halls.

Now, although the matter of Anxiang Hall had not completely spread, they had already received the news through various channels in private.

They didn't dare go to the tea rooms anymore!

That would be a death trap!

No one can guarantee they have the same good luck as Rong Huan!

After the news of Rong Huan being poisoned in the tearoom spread privately, it directly ruined the tea business of all the major medicine halls in the Town.

As for the culprit of this matter, Zhang Dalang, the people of the Medicine Gang naturally hate him to death!

In the current environment, those who can afford to run a tearoom are all large medicine halls; what Zhang Dalang did is equivalent to smashing a path to making money.

In troubled times, how many of those who can still run medicine and tea businesses are easy to deal with?

Not to mention, in troubled times, those who can grow a medicine hall into a large operation will never be soft-hearted!

The tea and pastry chefs in the back kitchens of each establishment are now almost in a state of unemployment. Although the kickbacks they skimmed from the medicine halls in the past can ensure their families don't worry about food and drink for the time being, in such troubled times, having no income makes one panic!

The resentment in their hearts is certainly not lacking!

Their cursing is full of a strong professional style, chattering and shouting: "I heard Zhang Dalang was executed internally by Anxiang Hall, but his family's ancestral graves are still there, right? Dig Zhang Dalang's ancestors out of their graves, grind their bones into ash, sift them, mix them into dough, and then roast them!"