Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

When Fu Hongda woke up, all he heard was "crackling" and the sound of burning branches.

He forced his eyes open. His consciousness was not completely awake yet, but he could feel a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Suddenly, he remembered something. His hands were trembling as he subconsciously touched his stomach. What he touched was indeed sticky and slippery.

Fu Hongda looked at him in astonishment. He frowned and shook his head with a head covered in sweat, "No, no, I don't recognize your little brother …"

The man bent down abruptly and grabbed Fu Hongda's hair, pulling his entire head backwards. A sneer formed on his lips, "You don't know him? Don't you know this person? "

As he spoke, he pulled Fu Hongda's head to the side. Only now did Fu Hongda notice that there was actually a corpse not far from where he was lying.

When he saw the corpse's appearance, Fu Hongda was shocked, "First, mister, H-how did he …"

The middle-aged man observed Fu Hongda's expression for a moment. Seeing that Fu Hongda's surprise did not seem to be fake, he then tossed his head away and said in a deep voice, "Tell me everything that you know. You must not hide anything from me!"

How could Fu Hongda dare to disobey? He swallowed his saliva and recounted everything that had happened in the past few days in detail.

As he said that, he thought about the knife he had been stabbed through, and held his stomach, thanking the man especially carefully: "If the noble man is my brother, then he must be a part of the Sacred Family. Because Rong Ling and the others meddled in my affairs, I am in danger, and I still need your help, so I am truly ashamed.

"Heh." The man sneered and looked at Fu Hongda as if he was an ant. His gaze shifted from his face to his abdomen and clicked his tongue, "Rescue? A knife through the intestines and a hole in the stomach, who do you think can save you? "

Fu Hongda was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at his stomach in a daze.

The man's ice-cold voice was filled with malice, "My little brother died in the unknown and you coincidentally lay beside him. If I don't wake you up, how will I know about his situation? Oh, not necessarily. "

As his words faded, it was unknown if it was an illusion, but Fu Hongda felt an itch in his stomach. That numbing pain, accompanied by a strange itchiness, made his scalp tingle.

He lifted his clothes that were already drenched in blood, revealing his badly mutilated abdomen underneath. A few centipedes that were as thick as a finger laid beside the wound that had a hole in them. The centipede was still moving, half of its body in his stomach, and half of its body outside his stomach.

"This, this, this …" Fu Hongda's entire body went limp. The centipede swam within his body, causing him to feel as if his scalp was about to explode.

"This is good stuff." The man's voice came down from above his head, "Life Continuing Centipedes, a type of Gu Centipede. As long as you still have a breath of life, you can use this little thing to temporarily wake people up. Of course, in return, this little thing will consume its parasitic owner as nourishment."

Fu Hongda, on the other hand, had almost gone mad. He shook his hand, ignoring the disgust, and grabbed at the centipede on his stomach, violently pulling out the half of the centipede, but no matter how he pulled, he seemed to be unable to pull it all out. He felt more pain, not from the wound, but from the fact that his flesh and bones were being eaten.

"Save, save me, save me …" Fu Hongda finally collapsed. He crawled onto the ground and hugged the middle-aged man's pants, tears streaming down his face. He was terrified of death. "Please, please save me. I still have my wife and daughter …"

The middle-aged man looked at him like he was looking at an interesting toy and his cold gaze fully proved his heartless nature. After a moment, as if he was tired of looking, he kicked the eyesore away, turned around leisurely, and carried his brother's corpse, which had already lost its breath.

The corpse was not light, but he could carry it with ease.

Fu Hongda was still struggling on the spot, and the pleading for help in his mouth did not stop for a moment. However, the middle-aged man did not mind at all. He carried his younger brother on his back as he walked into the distance step by step.

Gradually, the light of the fire could not reach his back, and Fu Hongda knew that he really would not save her. Lying on the ground for a while, his hand tightly clenched into a fist, his nails digging into the rough mud until his fingers broke open and bleeding, the pain in his stomach becoming increasingly intense. Finally, after crying for an unknown period of time, he closed his eyes.

Everyone will die one day, sooner or later.

He had been muddleheaded for dozens of years now, trying his best to maintain his dignity in that family using a few small fights. He had worked very hard, and when he had first resisted, he was already over ten years old, and if not for the appearance of his wife and daughter, he would not have harbored any thoughts of usurping Fu's Family at all.

But he didn't want to do it for himself, he wanted to do it for his wife and daughter, he thought they were better off, he thought they could straighten their backs, he thought when his wife returned home, there was no Third Aunt and Sixth Wife sneering in her ear, saying that she had chosen a thousand choices, that she had chosen a useless son, that she was wrong, that she was a widower.

People all have backbone. His backbone appeared very late, but at least there were more.

He could easily destroy this sacred figure that was inviolable in the past with his own strength. He could kill his boss, his second brother, and even the old man. He was different now, he was no longer that scum that was struggling at death's door.

However, he had yet to experience the fruits of his victory, have not allowed his wife to live a dignified life, and have not found his daughter a husband with royal blood. What he wanted to do, he did not manage to accomplish a single one.

He was going to die. The feeling of death was so clear, and he knew that as long as he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.

However, he was unwilling, unwilling to give up!

He had a hunch that he shouldn't be so mediocre, that he shouldn't die so easily, that he could do a lot of things. As long as he had a bit of time and a chance, he would definitely have the ability to turn the tide.

Who would give him this chance, who would give him this chance …

As his consciousness became more blurry, the feeling of his abdomen being eaten became more distinct. His mind flashed with his wife's gentle smile and his daughter's twinkling black eyes.

Could he take another look at them? Could he see them again …

His wife, his daughter.

… ….

"Crunch." The sound of the bed being turned around woke the little girl on the other side of the soft couch.

Fu Ziru rubbed her eyes and came out from under the blanket. She asked softly, "Mother?"

Madam Lu was sweating profusely as she panted heavily. She tried her best not to panic from her nightmare.

She heard her daughter's voice and slowly turned her pale face. Seeing that her daughter was still half asleep, she touched her head. "Did I wake you?"

Fu Ziru shook her head. It had been a few days since her father had gone missing and her mother had not slept at all, these five days the house seemed peaceful, but it was also extremely strange. Fu Ziru was still young and could not feel much, but she could clearly tell that many people around them were looking at them with malicious intent in their eyes.

Hugging her mother gently, Fu Ziru asked, "Mother, did you dream of father again?"

The Lu family also hugged their daughter back, feeling a splitting headache coming on.

Fu ZiRu quickly said, "Mother, don't even think about it. Father will definitely come back. Mother, don't worry."

She just wrapped herself around her daughter's body and felt her body heat up. She softly said, "Ziru, if one day mother is no longer around, you can go find your grandmother. Remember, no matter what, you have to go to your grandfather's house.

"Mother …" Fu Ziru interrupted her and raised her head in puzzlement, "Why isn't Mother here? "Where is Mother going?"

"Since mother is not leaving, then daughter will naturally go with mother. Why would she go to the ancestor's house alone?" As Fu Ziru said this, she innocently hugged her mother tighter. In her mother's arms, she rubbed her hands against her mother's chest.

That night, the mother and daughter pair did not sleep well.

On the second day, before the sky brightened, the sound of a maidservant knocking on the door came from outside.

"Fourth Madam, are you awake?" "Something has happened to the fourth master, something big has happened..."

Fu Hongda's corpse was only discovered two days after the incident. The soldiers who found it were generals who had seen blood and killed people, bragging that they were extremely daring and fearless.

However, when he saw the corpse, he was already lying on his stomach and started vomiting in the blink of an eye.

Those who saw the dead body after him were all either vomiting or fainting. The timid ones almost carried it all in one breath and carried it on their backs.

Liu Wei was informed of the autopsy. The moment she saw the corpse, her expression immediately turned ugly.

Liu Wei thought that he was experienced and knowledgeable, that he could easily inspect any kind of strange corpse, but this one was obviously not for her to examine.

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