Jishi doctor arrives

When Elder Chang heard the news that Wang Zhenting was about to be executed, he sat down on the hay in the cell, and there was a scream from under his buttocks. Pain, but more panic, made all the hairs on his body stand on end, and immediately jumped up from the dry grass.

Suddenly, something jumped out of the haystack and started running around the ground like crazy. It was a big gray mouse.

Master Chang's whole body wanted to shrink into a ball, and the farther away from here the better, he was afraid that the crazy mouse would open its mouth full of teeth and pounce on his face and bite off his flesh in order to get revenge.

Wang Zhenting is going to die, and he will be executed in the autumn of next year.

With a stab, a scratch, blood sprayed all over the ground, and then the body would probably be like this mouse, writhing non-stop.

I don't know if I will yell, it hurts like hell.

Master Chang trembled all over thinking of this, he only thought about how rich and prosperous he was, never thought about ending up in the current land, what should he do?what to doOld Master Chang was sweating in cold sweat, as long as he could be let out, he would confess to anything. Regardless of the frenzied rats on the ground, Old Master Chang threw himself on the prison door and shouted loudly, "I confess, I confess, Hurry up, come and interrogate me, I've recruited them all."

As long as he told everything Qiao Wenjing told him, he wouldn't be charged with any serious crimes. As soon as Mr. Chang finished speaking, he seemed to wake up all the prisoners in the prison.

There were still people around shouting together, "I confess, I confess, I've recruited."

The voices of shouting came one after another, immediately covering the voice of Grand Master Chang.

Master Chang's eyes turned red.Like a mad dog snatching a piece of carrion, he bared his teeth and used all the strength in his body, "I'm recruiting, I'm recruiting, I'm recruiting for everything about the Yang family."

But such roaring was suppressed by various voices in the end.

The people in the prison yelled like crazy, Master Chang's eyes widened when he heard these terrifying voices, it was the first time he felt that he would die here, or be eaten by rats if he was not killed, Master Chang turned his head to look at another person in the corner of the cell.

That person piled up human figures like a puddle of mud.Before Grand Master Chang came in, this person was smelling foul in the corner, and he didn't know how long he had been locked up, but now he was interrupted by Grand Master Chang and raised his eyes, those eyes seemed to glow green light faintly, not like a person, It seems to be a ghost.

Master Chang's heart constricted and he collapsed on the ground.

late.It was late, he didn't speak when he was asked to confess, and now it was too late, Master Chang held the cell door tightly and kept shaking, "Let me... get out, let me... get out. Ah... I want... …go out……"

A kind of despair that made him suffocate was sucked from the nose to the heart, and then rushed to all corners of the body with the heartbeat.Let him fear, he just wants to escape, far away.

Master Chang supported for an hour and finally rolled his eyes and passed out. After a while, two jailers came from the side to check.

"People are not dead yet."

The other looked at the chained prison door, which had been ripped out of a deep ditch, and spat involuntarily, "It's pretty cool when you're insane."

"Framing relatives. Embezzling other people's property, bullying an orphan girl, can you do nothing?"

"It's scary. Bullying people like Miss Yang, I heard that Miss Yang saved all the people lying in the coffin."

Master Chang on the ground listened to the voice but opened his mouth and was speechless.

He decided that it was impossible for the Yang family to stand up, so he decided to do everything. He dedicated the Yang family to the Qiao family like fish and meat. Back then, the Yang family was like a big tree uprooted, and a dead person put into a coffin. , No one thought that the Yang family would come back to life.He still remembered Yang's heart-piercing cry back then.

That voice told him that the Yang family was over.

Only now did he know that the voice told him that the descendants of the Yang family were still alive, and that one day the case of the Yang family would be overturned, and Qiao Wenjing and him would become prisoners.

Master Chang suddenly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh immediately, because he suddenly realized that some things sound funny because they don't know they will come true.

If you know it will come true, you will cry instead of laughing.

……

The execution ground was messy, although it was snowing heavily, many people gathered to watch.

The prisoners seemed to have the same face, taciturn, and were dragged out of the car wearing dirty clothes.

"It's a senior official, this time it's a senior official." The voice of discussion attracted more people.

"The one in the middle, did you see it? I heard that Miss Yang's father was framed."

"Which Miss Yang?"

More people don't know anything, just to see what it looks like when the blood spurts out. Although it's scary and cruel, but it makes people watch the heartbeat, which can also resist the cold.

"You don't know? There is a female doctor in our capital who can bring the dead back to life. That Baohetang was opened by the Yang family. Didn't you take medicine from it?"

The man suddenly realized, "A living Bodhisattva who administers medicine?"

Wang Zhenting knelt in the snow. His blood was about to be spilled here today. After months of torture, he looked forward to this day even more.

Although someone was pressing on his shoulders, he still tried his best to look up at the blue sky. This was his last moment, at least he should try to be as peaceful as possible.

Just as Wang Zhenting closed his eyes, a loud voice came from his ears.

"It hurt Miss Yang's family."

"How can there be such a person?"

"It's just a verdict."

"Having done so many bad things is just cutting it off."

Wang Zhenting frowned involuntarily, why do these people know so much, the reputation of Yang family and Baohetang in Beijing seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Yang Bingzheng floated in front of Wang Zhenting's eyes. Yang Bingzheng certainly did not expect that it was his daughter who reversed the case for him. Although he was inevitable to die, Yang Bingzheng might have been reduced to ashes long ago. Everyone is the same, and they all come to the same goal.

Wang Zhenting wanted to raise his proud face, but suddenly felt a pain on his face, something cold exploded on his face, he wanted to open his eyes wide to see what was going on, when his eyes went blank and another snowball roared towards him.

Throwing things and beating prisoners has always been an old rule, so that the people can vent their anger and reduce their resentment towards the court. Wang Zhenting had already prepared for this, but he didn't expect everyone to beat him.

Let him avoid it no matter how he hides.

The coldness of the snow made him more and more awake.

"Kill him, kill him."

A loud roar.

Wei Mao and Zhang Ge have already mobilized the crowd below to shout.

Wang Zhenting twisted his body to dodge, but one hand stretched out and pressed his neck firmly, making him freeze there and not move.

A cloud of snow flew on the bridge of his nose, and he immediately smelled the smell of blood. The blood kept dripping down. Wang Zhenting was a little terrified because he could feel nausea.

The blood dripping on the snow was shocking, and he couldn't help thinking about whether he would see his own blood spurting out, whether he would feel the coldness of the blade in his neck, whether he would have that kind of thought. The urge to cover the wound, will you dance with your hands and feet, will you want to cry out for pain?

All the scenes passed before his eyes, and he realized that the reason he wanted to look up at the sky and deal with it calmly was because he couldn't believe that he was going to die.

dying.

God, he's dying.

"Miss Yang is here, Miss Yang is here."

The voice sounded, and Wang Zhenting vaguely saw the crowd parting to the two sides, and the woman wearing Mi Li came slowly.

The woman came to see the murder.

He never knew a woman would have such courage.

The scene where he put the knife on the woman's neck seems to be still in front of him, but now the woman came to watch him be beheaded, no one will come to rescue him this time, he will splash blood on the spot here, and then he will have spineless hands and feet Chaos, the most miserable moment in his life...

When Wang Zhenting thought of this, his neck was carelessly touched by a big rough hand. The fingertips were identifying his bones, and the knife was about to cut into the cracks in the bones.

Wang Zhenting wanted to shrink his neck, but his body was bound and he couldn't move.

Humiliation and fear made his nose and tears flow.

……

Yang Mo held Aunt Lu's hand. Now that she saw Wang Zhenting being executed with her own eyes, she could be regarded as killing an enemy with her own hands. Her relatives should be relieved to know that.

When the time came, the executioner raised his sword, and blood spurted out immediately.

There was a burst of cheers from all around.

Yang Mo pulled Aunt Lu into the carriage, sitting in the carriage Aunt Lu was still in shock, "It's really scary."

Yang Mo handed the hand stove to Aunt Lu, "I said earlier that I would not let Auntie come to see it."

Aunt Lu shook her head, "Why don't you come, even if you are afraid, you have to watch carefully for Master and Madam, those bad guys will not end well."

Yang Mo thought so too.

When mentioning Yang Bingzheng and his wife, Aunt Lu couldn't help crying again, "Master and Madam are such good people..."

No matter what, Yang Mo could not compensate for the pain of losing a loved one. Yang Mo rested her head on Aunt Lu's shoulder. The mother and daughter leaned on each other like this, as if they had absorbed warmth from each other, and felt much more at ease.

Yang Mo got out of the car at Baohetang, and went straight to the inner courtyard before speaking to shopkeeper Jiang.

Opening the heavy curtains, I heard the sound of crying from the inner room.

Mei Xiang greeted Yang Mo immediately when she saw Yang Mo, "Miss, Miss Twelve is in severe pain, and we don't know what to do."

Yang Mo walked over to have a look.

Miss Twelve frowned, her lips were a little pale, her cheeks were strangely red, and she looked in pain.

Mrs. Zhou Qi panicked, "Miss, what should I do?"

Yang Mo looked at Miss Twelve and said softly, "Sometimes pain is a good thing. You can feel pain because your body has recovered."

Miss Twelve nodded firmly, and Yang Mo took a soft towel to wipe Miss Twelve's tears, crying is not always a bad thing, crying is because she is still alive.

……

Yang Bingzheng was working hard to grind the bone fragments in his hand. He had been grinding for too long. He wanted to stab himself with the sharp side and end his life in the dark. Just as he was thinking, the door in front of him suddenly opened. A little light came in from the outside, and then a figure stood in front of it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)