The Princess Reborn: The Black Belly Mad Doctor

Ning Qicai said in a cold voice, he had already sent someone to notify the First Elder before he came, and he wasn't worried that the Second Elder would take the opportunity to blackmail Ning Su.

Knowing that there was no chance today, the second elder withdrew his hand and looked at Ning Qicai with a sneer, "Hmph, some education? Ning Qicai, your good granddaughter, dared to hurt the young master, and even hurt her in front of me." With so many guards, such a disrespectful and ruthless person, I dare not teach him!"

At the same time as the words fell, a gloomy light flashed across the eyes of the second elder, pointing at one of Ning Mingchao's followers, "Young master is injured, are you blind? Hurry up and help the young master up!"

"Yes, yes." Wu Dawei, who was pretending to be seriously injured just now, quickly got up from the ground. Fortunately, Ning Mingchao would be unconscious, otherwise Wu Dawei would not dare to help him. The young master is a lunatic, he will go crazy if he says he is crazy, he will punch and kick if he is light, and he will chop with a sword if he is serious.

not good!Sensing the slight fluctuation of spiritual power in the air, Ning Su's expression suddenly changed, but her cultivation base was too low to stop it in time, so she could only watch helplessly as the second elder fiercely injected a wave of spiritual power into Ning Mingchao's body. chest.

Although Ning Qicai was also in the Tai Ah Realm, he had only broken through to the Tai Ah Realm for a few months, so he didn't notice the Second Elder's small movements at all. Not letting go, this made Ning Qicai even more vigilant, feeling a faint feeling that something was wrong.

Here, Wu Dawei had just helped Ning Mingchao who was fainting, and was about to go to the master's pharmacist for a diagnosis, but Ning Mingchao suddenly trembled violently, and spit out three mouthfuls of blood with a wow, which made him feel sick. Wu Dawei's face turned pale with fright, and Ning Mingchao, who lost strength in his hand and twitched in pain, fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

"It's none of my business... I just helped... I really just helped the young master..." Stuttering his voice, Wu Dawei's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground with a thud, looking at the people around him in fear They were looking for evidence, but everyone kept their heads down, and no one came out to testify to Wu Dawei.

Ning Qicai's expression changed completely, and he glanced at Ning Su, who still had an innocent expression, and felt a chill in his heart, he was still tricked by the Second Elder for making a mistake!Ning Suruo just injured the guard, and as her fifth-grade alchemist's direct disciple, it was nothing at all, but if Ning Suruo "seriously injured" the young master Ning Mingchao, it would be tantamount to offending the majesty of the master. The end is not so simple.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't hesitate to notify the Patriarch! Put Ning Su in jail!" The second elder shouted angrily, and quickly stepped forward to hug Ning Mingchao, who was vomiting blood, and strode towards the Patriarch's house Skimmed over.

After a while, the head of the Ning family and the elders all rushed to the Donghua Courtyard where Ning Mingchao lived.

"Grandpa, how is Mingchao's injury?" Seeing Ning Zhaochong, the pharmacist of the fourth-grade elixir who treated Ning Mingchao, leave the bedroom, Ning Qingshan immediately stood up with a respectful attitude.

Ning Zhaochong is more than 80 years old now, but unfortunately, his talent for pills is limited, and he has been stuck at the threshold of a fourth-rank pill pharmacist all his life. When he got older, he went back to the master's house directly, refining pills for everyone to heal, Ning Qingshan also called him a grandfather.