Chapter 62

"Sure, I won't teach this martial art to anyone else; I can't harm others." In fact, Mo Zhitao was inwardly resenting the black-clothed man. Why did he teach him such a difficult martial art, especially the Wuji Gong?

"Senior, do you have any other martial arts suitable for me to practice? I won't practice the Yin-Yang Decree."

"Mo Zhitao, are you thinking of backing out?" The black-clothed man stared at Mo Zhitao. "If that's the case, I'll kill you. And if you practice too slowly and don't meet my requirements, I'll kill you."

Mo Zhitao said with a bitter face, "The Yin-Yang Decree is so hard to practice, and those who practiced it before all died. I think I will die too."

"You, who have eaten the Golden Dragon Snake, are already a dying person. You should practice the Yin-Yang Decree. The higher your martial arts, the less likely you will die." The black-clothed man seemed to be coaxing Mo Zhitao. "When you reach the third level of the Yin-Yang Decree, you'll find it very good and there will be many benefits."

"Senior, have you practiced it?" Mo Zhitao asked the black-clothed man.

The black-clothed man's face changed. "Mo Zhitao, don't you think you're talking a lot tonight? If you say you don't want to practice any more, I'll kill you now."

"Ha, don't be angry, I was just saying." Mo Zhitao didn't want to provoke the black-clothed man. From the situation of the black-clothed man flying out of the window, his martial arts were much better than his own.

"Let me see how you're doing. Use the Yin-Yang Decree." The black-clothed man touched Mo Zhitao's hand while speaking. "Resist me with your internal energy."

Mo Zhitao nodded. He felt the true energy from the black-clothed man's hand was very powerful, and he used all his internal energy to resist.

After a few minutes, Mo Zhitao's internal energy was completely drained, and he was about to collapse. Just as he felt he was about to die, the black-clothed man's true energy suddenly withdrew.

"Your internal energy has improved, but you're still far from the second level. Don't spend all your time chasing girls; it won't do you any good." The black-clothed man warned Mo Zhitao again.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know. You used to take advantage of female doctors and nurses at the People's Hospital. If you had focused on medical research, your skills would not be worse than they are now." The black-clothed man had also investigated Mo Zhitao's medical skills, and he could say that he was already well-known in Macheng.

How did Mo Zhitao, who was just a small thug with no skills, change so much? Was he being low-key before and high-profile now?

"Senior, you seem to know me well. Can I see your face? After all, you are my teacher." Mo Zhitao said.

The black-clothed man shook his head. "I am not your teacher, and you don't need to know me. Cough." The black-clothed man suddenly coughed up blood.

"Senior, what's wrong? Let me help you." Mo Zhitao saw the black-clothed man cough up blood while speaking and was worried about his health.

"Is your medical skill as good as mine?" The black-clothed man's face was stern.

"If I can't cure it, you definitely can't either. Mo Zhitao, don't tell anyone about the medical skills and martial arts you've learned from me, or you'll be in danger. I don't know if I can wait until you reach the third level of the Yin-Yang Decree." The black-clothed man's mood became sad.

Mo Zhitao comforted the black-clothed man. "Senior, you will live a long life."

"It's no use. I will die in one year at the earliest and three years at the latest. So I hope you won't disappoint me. If you haven't reached the third level of the Yin-Yang Decree before I die, I, I..." The black-clothed man didn't continue.

"Senior, I will work hard. When my medical skills improve, I will treat you." Mo Zhitao knew his current medical skills were not as good as the black-clothed man's, but if his Yin-Yang Decree improved, he could definitely cure him.

But he was also worried. The black-clothed man said he would die in three years, and he didn't know if he could reach the third level of the Yin-Yang Decree in three years.

"Mo Zhitao, thank you for your kindness, but I don't know if you can break through to the third level." The black-clothed man sighed lightly. "It's possible that your life is shorter than mine. I know it's hard for you, but since you've eaten the Golden Dragon Snake, if your body doesn't break through, I think you will suffer a lot."

Mo Zhitao nodded. "Yes, I still feel hot all over at night. If I don't practice the Yin-Yang Decree, I might burn up."

"So, you must understand that although I am using you to practice the Yin-Yang Decree, it is beneficial to your body. Whether you can survive in the future depends on your fate." The black-clothed man said.

"When you reached the first level of the Yin-Yang Decree, your body had a barrier. It was because you took the Dispersing Powder that you could break through. To reach the second level, it depends on your ability. You might encounter a barrier. If you overcome it, you will successfully reach the second level. If not, you will have problems."

"Do you mean I might die?" Mo Zhitao was worried. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of dying before he could take revenge.

"Possible." The black-clothed man said.

"That's why I want you to practice hard and not waste time on romantic affairs. You need to focus on the Yin-Yang Decree and improve quickly."

Mo Zhitao asked, "Senior, is the Yin-Yang Decree related to the Yin-Yang Medical Canon?"

"I will tell you later. Using the Yin-Yang Decree in conjunction with the acupuncture techniques in the Medical Canon is very effective." The black-clothed man said.

"I'm leaving. You should rest too." The black-clothed man saw that Mo Zhitao had practiced the Yin-Yang Decree for a long time and felt reassured. It seemed that Mo Zhitao was very focused on practicing.

However, his time was limited. His condition often flared up, and he was afraid he wouldn't last a year. He had many things to arrange and missions to complete. Thinking about this, the black-clothed man pondered what he should do.

Mo Zhitao saw the black-clothed man leave and also thought deeply. If he died, how could he take revenge? He needed to invest more in Li Bin and others to help find the cause of his death. Of course, he couldn't tell them about his soul crossing, as it was an unbelievable thing that no one would believe.

"Knock, knock, knock." Mo Zhitao's room door was knocked. Mo Zhitao opened his eyes and saw that it was already morning.

"Who is it?" Mo Zhitao walked over and opened the door. He saw Yu Meijing standing outside. "What's up?"

"Get up and have breakfast. You have to go to work this morning." Yu Meijing said.

"Did you cook breakfast?" Mo Zhitao was secretly happy. It seemed that having Yu Meijing live here was a good idea.

Yu Meijing nodded. "Yes, try my cooking. It's the first time I've cooked for someone else."

"Wow, I'll have to try it." Mo Zhitao said excitedly.

After washing up in the toilet, he went to the dining room on the first floor. There were two bowls of lean meat porridge and two eggs on the table, which seemed to be their breakfast.

"Meijing, have you eaten?"

"I'm waiting for you. Look how good I am to you." Yu Meijing said with a smile.

Mo Zhitao nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes, I feel like I have a home. Come, let's have breakfast and then go to work."

"Sure, you eat first." Yu Meijing was very good to Mo Zhitao and let him eat first.

Mo Zhitao felt like a man, and being cared for by a woman felt very good. Just as he took a bite of the century egg lean meat porridge, he spat it out and said, "Heaven, how salty is this?"

"I'm sorry, it's my first time cooking breakfast, so I didn't do well. I won't put three teaspoons of salt next time." Yu Meijing said embarrassedly.

"What? It's your first time cooking breakfast? You've never cooked before?" Mo Zhitao was about to eat the eggs but immediately stopped, afraid to move.

"Yes, my family always cooked, and I never did." Yu Meijing nodded. She found many vegetables in the fridge and tried to cook in the kitchen. She didn't realize she had put too much salt, three teaspoons in each bowl of porridge.

Mo Zhitao was scared. No wonder Yu Meijing waited for him to eat breakfast and even asked him to eat. She was using him as a guinea pig.

"Meijing, for our safety, let's go out for breakfast. I'll treat you." Mo Zhitao said fearfully.

It was her first time cooking breakfast for someone, and everything was her first time.

"I'm a beginner, of course, I didn't do well. I'll improve next time." Yu Meijing said with a sense of grievance.

"Try the eggs."

"I tried the porridge first, now it's your turn to try the eggs." Mo Zhitao wasn't stupid.

Yu Meijing listened to Mo Zhitao and had to break the eggs. She found that the eggs were half-cooked, with some egg white still flowing out.

"Did you put the eggs in boiling water for a short time and then take them out?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Yes." Yu Meijing nodded.

Mo Zhitao was speechless. He wasn't good at cooking, but he didn't expect Yu Meijing to be even worse.

"Let's go out for breakfast." Mo Zhitao said helplessly.

"Director, do you think I'm useless?" Yu Meijing asked worriedly.

"No, these are just small things. Let's go out for breakfast, or we'll be late." Mo Zhitao took Yu Meijing out for breakfast and then rode her motorcycle back to the hospital.

When Mo Zhitao and Yu Meijing arrived at the hospital, Xu Xiaohai was just riding his motorcycle over.

"Wow, Zhitao, you and the hospital flower are dating?" Xu Xiaohai looked at Mo Zhitao and Yu Meijing, who were together, and couldn't help but envy them.

"Xu Xiaohai, don't talk nonsense." Yu Meijing put Mo Zhitao down and drove the motorcycle to the parking shed.

"Zhitao, you're so capable, even the hospital flower. But I heard she was played by Lin Xiaoyong and Chen Dachao before. How can you still play with her?" Xu Xiaohai said.

"Don't listen to others' nonsense." Mo Zhitao said.