But Wang Ye still thought that if there truly existed someone who a Third Grade Martial Warrior like himself couldn't handle, then even employing a bodyguard with the strength of a fourth-rank peak martial artist would surely be futile.

"No need."

Wang Ye smiled at Zhong Feng and the bodyguard, taking out the Green Satchel Book that he had just hidden in his embrace.

Turning to Zhong Feng, he said,

"Elder Zhong, take a look at what I'm holding in my hands."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Feng made no move to take the item from Wang Ye's hands, but instead said to Wang Ye,

"You are injured right now, nothing is more important than your wounds,"

Although he said this, Zhong Feng's gaze still involuntarily glanced at the item in Wang Ye's hands as he spoke.

At that glance, Zhong Feng, who was still holding onto Wang Ye's hand, suddenly stopped.

His gaze fixed intently on the object in Wang Ye's hands.

He only saw three words exposed on the item Wang Ye was holding.

"Green Satchel Book."

As the backbone of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Dragon Country today, Zhong Feng absolutely knew what the Green Satchel Book represented.

For a moment, Zhong Feng completely forgot about Wang Ye's injury and stared at Wang Ye with wide eyes, his voice trembling slightly with hope and uncertainty as he asked,

"Wang Ye, what you are holding is...?"

It wasn't because Zhong Feng didn't care about Wang Ye, but rather because the Green Satchel Book was simply too important in Zhong Feng's mind.

So important that even Zhong Feng himself, though severely injured at that moment, would surely have forgotten his own pain upon seeing the Green Satchel Book in Wang Ye's hands.

For Zhong Feng, seeing the Green Satchel Book was like feeling a deeply etched imprint in his memory being touched.

"Green Satchel Book," Wang Ye replied with a smile on his face, speaking cheerfully.

He didn't complain about Zhong Feng momentarily forgetting his wounds.

After all, he himself had been slightly distracted when he saw the Green Satchel Book, even at a time when he needed to be extremely vigilant.

"Can... can I take a look?"

Although the Green Satchel Book was very important to Zhong Feng, upon learning that Wang Ye had it in his possession, Zhong Feng didn't immediately take it from Wang Ye's hands.

Instead, he asked Wang Ye first.

"Of course, you can," Wang Ye replied.

Only then did Zhong Feng take the Green Satchel Book from Wang Ye's hands and began to study it intently.

By this time, Zhong Feng had completely forgotten about Wang Ye's injury.

As Zhong Feng looked at the Green Satchel Book, Wang Ye said to him,

"This Green Satchel Book was originally in the hands of Morse. When he apologized to me, he took out the Green Satchel Book to distract me."

"Then, others took the opportunity to attack me."

"My injuries were sustained while I was distracted by the Green Satchel Book, allowing them to gain the upper hand, but I managed to deal with them all afterward and even took the Green Satchel Book."

As he spoke, Wang Ye paused for a moment, then continued,

"So, concerning Morse, we shouldn't approach the organizers of the World International Medical Competition; otherwise, this Green Satchel Book will surely be pursued by them."

Upon hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhong Feng was reminded that Wang Ye was still injured.

Thus, in a flurry, Zhong Feng raised his head, not even looking at the Green Satchel Book anymore, and began to bandage Wang Ye's wounds first.

However, as Zhong Feng bandaged Wang Ye's wound, his gaze constantly drifted toward the location of the Green Satchel Book, and his expression was filled with struggle, giving off a somewhat absent-minded feeling.

Wang Ye saw this but didn't say much.

He understood Zhong Feng's thoughts.

In matters of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Zhong Feng was much more serious than he was himself.

It could be said that Zhong Feng was the type of person who could devote his entire lifetime to Traditional Chinese Medicine.

But if Wang Ye were asked to do the same, he felt that he couldn't manage it.

Though it was true that Wang Ye's talent in Traditional Chinese Medicine was indeed very good.

But that was because Wang Ye's master taught him well.

Moreover, Wang Ye himself learned things quickly and had a flexible mind, which was why he could achieve great expertise in Traditional Chinese Medicine.

As for Zhong Feng, it was purely passion for Traditional Chinese Medicine.

So, even Wang Ye, when he first heard of the Green Satchel Book, was already very excited.

When Zhong Feng saw the Green Satchel Book, no matter how excited he got, it was something Wang Ye could understand.

Soon, Zhong Feng had finished bandaging Wang Ye's wound.

Only, the bandaging was ugly.

At the level of Zhong Feng, when bandaging a wound, he should have reached a state of mastery, but the bandaging he did for Wang Ye turned out so ugly.

Wang Ye felt somewhat helpless; luckily he had already competed today.

Otherwise, based solely on today's bandaging, could he even participate in tomorrow's competition?

After finishing the bandaging, Zhong Feng immediately picked up the Green Satchel Book and began to read.

Elder Zhong's bodyguard, only by this time, finally clearly saw the three characters on the cover.

Seeing the characters of the Green Satchel Book, Elder Zhong's bodyguard also unknowingly inhaled sharply.

Being Elder Zhong's bodyguard, he had always been by Zhong Feng's side.

Thus, influenced by what he constantly saw and heard, he knew quite a bit about matters related to Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The Green Satchel Book, he also knew about it.

Seeing the Green Satchel Book, Elder Zhong's bodyguard finally understood why Zhong Feng had seemed so distraught just now.

After all, as Zhong Feng's bodyguard, it was not just once that he had heard Zhong Feng lament.

The Green Satchel Book was lost.

If it weren't for the loss of the Green Satchel Book, then the Traditional Chinese Medicine of Dragon Country definitely could have progressed further.

Elder Zhong's bodyguard's eyes also lit up somewhat excitedly, but also with some worry.

He wondered if this Green Satchel Book was really authentic?

If this Green Satchel Book turned out to be a fake, then the excitement would be for nothing.

It wasn't just Elder Zhong's bodyguard.

Wang Ye as well.

His gaze towards Zhong Feng was also filled with worry.

Was this Green Satchel Book truly authentic?

Although it had been snatched from Morse's hands, the key issue was, what if Morse had been deceiving him from the start?

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