Jishi doctor arrives

"As for the Fifth Brother who came to the Yang family, he didn't post a message, let alone say what he came for. He was about to break into the operating room, so Zhu Shan and the others sent the Fifth Brother out of the Yang family. It's no wonder that the Fifth Brother was at the wrong place. Zhu Shan."

Master Friday looked at Zhu Shan, what if this beggar-like person beat him?Then he really became a joke.

"Not only is Zhu Shan not to blame, it is because of Zhu Shan and everyone's help that enough penicillin was made. Not to mention that Dong Shizi and Old General Fan were saved, the wounded soldiers who came back from Baoding can also be healed."

Yang Mo didn't care about the eyes of the second old man.

The second old man sneered in his heart, he knew that Yang would protect his shortcomings, he knew that Yang would be as eloquent as ever, but he still came to the door, this is a blindfold.

Yang thought he was just as easy to fool as the Chang family, the ones Yang knew were just pediatrics, and Zhou Chengling was the same, when he first came to Beijing, he didn't arrange the affairs of the military department, he didn't ask for military power, but came to support Yang.

It is not enough for a child of the clan to be smart, one must also know how to weigh the importance, because the child of the clan is only one step away from the throne. This is the case when he is a prince, and it is the same in the clan after many years.

As long as you think about the throne, you can give up anything.

The eyes of the second old man showed a gloomy look. The third child was a deserter in a war outside. If the whole thing turned into a family matter instead of a national one, Zhou Chengling was at odds with their family to harm the third child. Mistakes are nothing, and the clan affairs are nothing but nothing in the end.

The second old man pretended to be so angry that he couldn't stand still and was helped to sit down.

I'll spend it like this today, and wait until there is news from the third child.His play is just finished.

Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling.

The second old man seemed to come here for Mrs. Zhou's dead child, but there was less sadness and anger in his eyes and more deceit and calculation.

Especially the steward next to the second old man, always looking around.

The second old man's family was not for Mrs. Wednesday, Mrs. Wednesday was just an introduction, and they had planned to come to Yang's house to make a scene.

What happened to Mrs. Wednesday's child had already been expected by them.

Yang Mo thought of the child who died before he had time to take a breath, how could these people be so cruel, they were the blood of their family, and they didn't blink when they used it.

Master Friday lowered his head, as if he had lost his mind.Just blindly obeying the second old man, no matter whether it is good or bad, he can't be implicated in any way.

That's really smart.

Compared with the stupidity of the master and the third wife on Wednesday, the master on Friday has been pretending to be weak.

Yang Mo suddenly figured out that when he came to seek medical treatment this time, Master Friday made a fuss on purpose.The purpose is to prevent Mrs. Zhou from receiving medical treatment.

"Old man, go back," Yang Mo looked at the second old man, "There are still patients waiting for my treatment."

What does this mean? He is not as good as those patients.

The second old man narrowed his eyes.

Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang, "Help me back."

So he was about to leave, and even Master Friday, who had been silent all this time, raised his head.Looking at Yang Mo in surprise, she watched Yang Mo walk into the house.

Just walked away swaggeringly.

Throw their father and son in the yard.

What the hell is this Yang thinking.Could it be that she saw their intentions.

……

Yang Mo returned to the house, and Zhou Chengling followed.

Now the old man on Tuesday must be very angry, but Zhou Chengling hasn't said a word since the second old man entered the Yang family, so I don't know what Zhou Chengling is thinking.

After sending the servants down, Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo, "Don't worry, I know what they want to do. Let's take our time."

Zhou Chengling has always been in the city, Yang Mo said: "The second old man should already know about the matter of Master Wednesday. It stands to reason that the most important thing to ask you is what mistake Master Wednesday made."

This should be what the Zhou family is most concerned about, but the second old man seems to be just angry at her indifference to Zhou Chengling. This can only be explained by one explanation, that is, the second old man is afraid of disturbing Zhou Chengling, and what the Zhou family really wants to do is to excuse the old man on Wednesday.

But how should I excuse, Yang Mo thought for a moment, "Could it be..."

Seeing Yang Mo's thoughts from Yang Mo's eyes, Zhou Chengling nodded, "They can do anything."

……

When the master saw the housekeeper on Wednesday, he couldn't hold back his nose and tears.

The steward stepped forward and knelt down, "Third Master, you have suffered." The steward raised his head and immediately smelled a smell of urine, emanating from Master Wednesday.

He was tied to a car and went to the battlefield together. How many times he rushed over on horseback when he saw the Tatars. Master Wednesday's legs trembled uncontrollably and he immediately peed out.

Zhou Chengling, he will remember this account for the rest of his life. He has never suffered such pain. Thinking of Master Zhou Chengling looking out cautiously on Wednesday, "Does anyone else know that you are here?"

"I don't know, I don't know, the old man has asked someone to take care of it, and now the soldiers and generals are waiting to celebrate, and no one can care about this."

Master Wednesday pricked up his ears and heard the lively voices outside, so he was relieved. Master Wednesday immediately saw the food box that the steward put on the ground, "Quick, take out something for me to eat, I... fast... I'm starving to death." …I don’t know what I’m eating these days…that Zhou Chengling…said…Dong Zhao and the others have been hungry for so many days, and let me…taste it, this bastard.”

The steward immediately opened the food box, and the aroma of the food inside was overwhelming. Master Wednesday sniffed and smelled it greedily, and saw the rock candy hoofs being brought out, as well as crab roe and fresh mushrooms, cucumber kidneys, and a small dish of his favorite candied fruit .

It's so good, it's so good, it's all his favorite food.

Below is a large bowl of rice, the rice grains are crystal clear, just like peeled eggs.

Master Wednesday picked up the chopsticks tremblingly, swallowed a big mouthful of rice without thinking about eating, and coughed out of breath.

Seeing Master Zhou's distressed appearance, the steward couldn't help but couldn't bear it, and the hands on his waist couldn't help shaking.

"Eat slowly, the third master eat slowly."

"It's a pity, it's a pity," Master Wednesday pushed his beard aside while eating, "It's cold, it's a little cold, it would be great if it was just served from the kitchen."

"You can make do with it, it's so far away."

Master Wednesday nodded, "It will be fine in the future," he said, wiping the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, "It will be fine in the future, and he will be fine when he returns home. I will never go out to fight again. Whatever fame I have, I am enough."

On Wednesday, the master ate all the meals like a storm.

It feels so good to be full, and the stomach is fully supported, as if it is full, and it does not feel empty at all.

It turns out that the feeling of satisfaction is like this. You have to wait until you are very hungry to eat.The master on Wednesday leaned against the wall contentedly, "When are we going back?" He paused, "How is the third lady? Is the young master in my stomach all right?"

The steward stood up and saluted Master Wednesday, "Master, the third lady gave birth to a young master."

The master on Wednesday immediately regained his spirits, "Give birth to a son? I have a son again?" Suddenly he understood, "The days are not right... how is the child?"

"Alright," the steward lowered his head not to look at Master Wednesday, "Master Third will see you later."

The master on Wednesday stood up happily when he heard this, "Let's go, we'll go back to the mansion. I'll see what Zhou Chengling can do to us when we get back to the capital."

After the master on Wednesday finished speaking, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat. Something was wrapped around it and slowly tightened, making him unable to breathe. The hands with the rope.

The person in charge was covered in cold sweat, "Third Master, please take a step first, and the younger one will come later. There is nothing the younger one can do. This is what the old master ordered the younger one to do. Only when the third master is gone, our young master will be able to enter the palace." , you will be able to inherit the great rule in the future, inherit the great rule, that is to be the emperor, the old man said, let you think about it, you will not be too sad, blame Zhou Shiye, if it weren't for him, the old man would not have thought of it Such a way."

"It's really impossible."

"A tiger's poison doesn't eat its offspring. The old man has nothing to do. If it's something else, the old man will definitely not do this. That's... that's... the throne."

Master Wednesday "hoho" couldn't speak, his eyes were staring outwards, and he kicked his feet desperately, as if this would allow him to breathe again and get rid of the rope around his neck. His whole body stood up with a ferocious expression horrible.

"Just think about it, the throne, the throne, the throne... The Empress Dowager has already agreed, has already agreed, has already agreed..."

Master Wednesday couldn't hear a word.

Everything in the body is scrambling to rush out.

After everything was arranged, the old man asked someone to write a death letter in the words of the old man on Wednesday, telling about the grievances of being framed by Zhou Chengling. When the time came, he said that the third old man was going to go on the road, and he must let him do it, so as to preserve his integrity and reputation.

As long as the person is dead, nothing else matters.

The steward was making his last effort when the curtain was thrown open and several people walked in.

Master Wednesday was still struggling weakly, and the steward refused to let go.

……

The second old man was thinking about the time, it should be almost time now, he never thought that he would end up with such a killer, but he never turned back when he opened his bow. Throughout the ages, there have been many people fighting for the throne, and death of one person is nothing, The lives of the whole family are at stake.

It was not easy for this opportunity to fall on their family. They could not give up easily, and they must not give up.

"The patient is here, get out of the way." The voice came from a distance, and the doctors in the yard rushed over one after another.

"What patient?"

The second old man glanced indifferently before turning his head.

"Old master, old master," the steward suddenly called out in a low voice, "Yes... yes... the third master, it's the third master."

The second old man stood up immediately.

The person in charge immediately went to see the situation.

"How is it?" The second old man's voice trembled.

"The third master is not very good, but...whether he will be rescued by Yang... I don't know, Yang has the art of bringing the dead back to life." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote Recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)