After that, the General’s Manor has been peaceful for quite some time until one day Huo Jun suddenly comes to Ah Zhao, followed by the old doctor .
His eyes are weirdly bloodshot which makes him look extremely fierce .
He tells them as if he is holding back something: “It’s coming . ”
Then, he leaves with them .
Back to that same abandoned yard .
When the old doctor sees that secret mechanism, he strokes his beard and exclaims slowly: “You big shots do know how to enjoy yourselves . ”
Before he finishes, he is picked up by Huo Jun by the collar and dragged down the stairs .
The old doctor: “ . . . ”
At the end of the stairs, Huo Jun lets go of him . The old doctor rubs his neck and coughs . “Well, even if you are the general, at least show some respect to an old man like me!”
Huo Jun doesn't respond .
He picks up a rope routinely and ties himself up tightly, after which, he goes to the cage .
Ah Zhao stops him .
By now, his eyes are more bloodshot . He says gruffly: “Step aside . ”
She opens her mouth: “Have you forgotten what happened last time? You don't have to lock yourself in the cage . If things do get out of control, I’ll knock you out . ”
Huo Jun: “ . . . ”
He pauses for a moment and steps back . “Tie me to the chair then . ”
Ah Zhao nods .
The old doctor stands by as he watches General Huo being tied to a chair with deep interest .
Ah Zhao steps back and asks him a bit worried: “Sir, look at his symptoms . Are you sure you can cure him?”
Perhaps old folks are always calm that the old doctor moves and speaks slowly . Ah Zhao really wants to set a fast-forward function in him .
He answers slowly: “Don't worry . He's not there yet . ”
Bang!
Before the old doctor even finishes his sentence, Huo Jun has hit the ground along with the chair he is tied to which created the loud bang .
The man on the ground is covered in sweat . His trim and clean clothes become dirty because of the dirt on the ground . Clearly, he is in a bad state .
The ease on the old doctor's face has disappeared completely . He walks forward solemnly .
Ah Zhao calls out instinctively: “Watch out!”
The old doctor doesn't respond and slowly gets closer to the man lying panting heavily on the ground, wanting to get rid of the ropes around him .
“I need to take the general’s pulses . ” He says .
Ah Zhao: “ . . . ”
Thank god I come with them . She thinks .
She walks up, grabs Huo Jun's struggling hands and puts the chair back up .
Then she presses his hands and tells the old doctor: “Sir, please take his pulses . ”
The old doctor looks at Ah Zhao with a strange expression and asks curiously: “Well, does the general just look fearsome but is in fact weak during this period?”
His voice fades when he sees Huo Jun break the rope around his arms .
His eyes widen as he looks at the rope as thick as a thumb and watches Ah Zhao press Huo Jun down on the chair with ease .
After a good while, the old doctor has taken Huo Jun’s pulses . Having known what to expect, he exclaims to Ah Zhao: “I was wrong . It seems not everyone is qualified to be a general's wife . ”
Cupping his hands to Ah Zhao, he sounds amazed: “My Lady, I admire your superhuman strength . ”
Ah Zhao: “ . . . ”
She smiles shyly and takes it as a compliment . “Sir, you flatter me . I’m just a little stronger than the average . ”
The old man's mouth twitches . He refuses to think further about that “a little” .