Liu Yutao immediately suspected that it was a psychological problem of Team Leader Zhang, but after careful observation of the latter's eyebrows and expression and voice, he could not detect any problems.

Liu Yutao couldn't help but frown, "Are you married?"

Leader Zhang shook his head.

"You just didn't respond at all?" Liu Yutao grabbed his head, looking distressed. This was the first time he had discovered a disease he had discovered since he got the inheritance.

Zhang Jiabo nodded in distress, "Doctor Liu, is my disease untreatable? I am the only son in the Zhang family. If this is the case..."

Having said that, Zhang Jiabo's voice was a little choked.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but before he is sad, Zhang Jiabo’s heart is about to break.

"To be honest, I can't see the cause of the disease." Liu Yutao rubbed his eyebrows, and a feeling of depression surged into his heart, "When did you find out that you have this problem?"

"I don't remember it very clearly about three years ago or four years ago," said Zhang Jiabo. "At that time, things were busy and I didn't have the time to focus on those things. When I turned around and prepared to get married..."

Zhang Jiabo did not continue talking. He would never forget that painful experience in his life.

"Is there anything strange happening in that one or two years?" Liu Yutao frowned again. There was no problem with his physical function, so he couldn't help but think about the ghosts.

"No." Zhang Jiabo still shook his head.

Liu Yutao was silent. The feeling of powerlessness in the face of illness has always been the biggest pain in his heart.

"I may not be able to treat this disease."

Team leader Zhang was stunned, and then he said with a tragic look as if the ball was deflated: "Doctor Liu, thank you for telling me."

"Otherwise, if you go back to Jiangnan City with me, I can try some methods, but I can't guarantee success." Liu Yutao said again.

"Thank you." Team Leader Zhang said in a state of emotion: "When I withdraw from the Northern Martial Alliance, I will go over to find you."

"Exit?" Liu Yutao said a little unhappy: "Just treat a doctor, there are differences between north and south?"

"Master Liu, you misunderstood." Zhang Jiabo changed his name, "This matter has nothing to do with the north and south, but these northern martial arts alliances have been constantly in the country. Although I am not the leader, I am handling the position of the leader on my behalf, and I am exhausted."

"In this way, it's better to have a rest." Liu Yutao said calmly.

The two of them made a few more polite words, and Zhang Jiabo left.

Zhang Jiabo obviously didn't give much hope to Liu Yutao. He has been seeking medical treatment for this disease for many years and has been mentally prepared.

Relatively speaking, Liu Yutao felt even more frustrated and sighed: "In this world, there are diseases that even foundation-building practitioners cannot treat?"

All night, Liu Yutao was thinking about Zhang Jiabo's situation while attending the clinic.

By the middle of the night, no patients came, but Liu Yutao did not go back. He stayed alone in the medical shed, recalling the situation of Zhang Jiabo that he had seen before, thinking about where there might be problems.

Until dawn, Liu Yutao designed several plans, but no one was sure.

It is hard for a good cook to cook without rice. Liu Yutao could not even find the cause of his illness, let alone the right medicine. Until the start of the next day's game, he still hid inside.

"Leader, the game is about to begin." Gu Peilin entered and said.

"Oh, I understand, what is the competition system today?" Liu Yutao asked, and he had no success in his hard work, so he could only put Zhang Jiabo's affairs aside first.

"It's better to catch the right ones, but today there are a lot fewer people, and some strategies are needed. You can decide the order of lottery draws by yourself." Gu Peilin said: "Everyone is waiting for you."

"Okay." Liu Yutao shook his head, stretched his muscles and bones, walked out, looked up and saw the neat team. Everyone was full of energy and looked like they were waiting for inspection.

"Good morning." Liu Yutao greeted.

"Are the leader." Everyone responded in unison.

"Today's game, um, why are we going to play?" Liu Yutao turned to ask Gu Peilin. The latter immediately took out several sheets of A4 paper, with many markings and words on it, "Leader, this is the strategy we developed overnight last night."

"If you have the will, just make a decision." Liu Yutao said.

"Leader, this is not a trivial matter." Gu Peilin said seriously: "The results of the preliminaries yesterday were very good. Today we should be more cautious and not miss a good match. As long as the strategy is right, we will have the opportunity to win the top three this time."

Liu Yutao's mouth twitched. There were five teams participating in the competition. How can this guy compete for the top three?

How unreliable is this girl!?

"Just make any strategy, Lao Bai, you decide." Liu Yutao ordered, looking up at Bai Kai and other young people.

"Don't think so much. Just use any tricks. Victory is the first, friendship is the second. Just take ruthless moves and can't kill anyone. I can save someone who just died. There is no responsibility." Liu Yutao said lightly, "Of course, you can't die even if you have me here!"

beat.

Injury? Treatment!

Death? Can't die!

Liu Yutao's strategy was so simple and crude. He turned around and ordered Gu Peilin to directly hang out the free treatment sign.

"No responsibility, no worries, just give it a try!" Liu Yutao said.

"Yes, leader!" Everyone answered in unison, with excitement on their faces.

Gu Peilin rubbed his temples. He was worried about the competition, but the leader's style of doing things was too unique and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Liu Yutao nodded and said no more. Although he said he wanted to win first place, he knew that this was not realistic.

When Liu Yutao came out, he found that after the first day of the preliminary election, although they all won the entire victory and advanced, they relied more on the efficacy of medicinal wine and were already desperately trying their best.

But as the game progresses, the people who stay are getting stronger and stronger, and it will be more difficult to win.

However, Liu Yutao's eyes are in a further future.

After this competition, Liu Yutao has a clearer understanding of the domestic situation.

The achievements and status of the Wu League are indeed poor, but this does not represent the real strength in the country, because the best talents are all absorbed into the Wu League by the Cultivator League.

For example, in this competition, as long as anyone from the Northern Military Team comes to participate, it will be an invincible existence.

"For the Cultivator Alliance, perhaps these so-called martial arts competitions are just like children playing games, and the winner is not important at all." Liu Yutao said to himself, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But that guy is here." Liu Yutao's eyes fell on the genius boy in the island country.
Chapter completed!