The capital, the university scholar's house.

"Ahh......h It hurts, Dad, Mother, I hurt. I saw a man with a face like Pan An lying on the bed, his face was pale, his face was painful, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, and his lower body was covered with blood, a white-haired old man was carefully observing his wounds, and the white-haired old man shook his head and sighed while observing, thinking silently in his heart, hey, what a pity, such a handsome son, hey.

"Doctor, can my son's place be cured?" Wang Heng pulled the white-haired old man to the side with a haggard face, and eagerly grabbed the white-haired old man's arm, this is the tenth doctor he found, he can't break it, he must not.

"If you go back to your lordship, the old man doesn't have the ability to heal Ling Lang there, please ask your lord to ask for another master, and the old man will retire." The white-haired old man picked up his medicine box, bowed to Wang Heng, and turned to leave.

"Master, our Zijie has become like this at such a young age, what can he do with the rest of his life?" Mrs. Bachelor said as she wiped tears from her eyes.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know crying, don't I feel sorry for our son? My Wang family has a great cause, and I will not let our Wang family have no successor. "Wang Heng was angry, and he fell his sleeves, Prince Ying, Yun Chuyang, do you really think that my bachelor's mansion is easy to bully? Hehe.

"Someone," Wang Heng shouted loudly.

"Yes, sir." The steward quickly knelt on the ground.

"Continue to find me a doctor, if you find me some quacks again, if you can't cure Zijie when you come back, you don't have to keep your head anymore"

"Yes, master, the little one will definitely find a doctor with excellent medical skills and cure the young master" The chief steward kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, and his face was in cold sweat, it seems that he will definitely die this time, the young master's place has been cut off by Yun Chuyang, how can it be cured.

"Don't go yet." A cup fell on the manager, who got up and ran out in fright. Wang Heng stood up and walked away with his hands.

Why are you so unlucky, this university scholar can't stay anymore, it seems that he has to find a chance to escape. The manager staggered to his house to clean up, and after tidying up, he gently opened the door, poked his head out to see that there was no one, and trotted up.

"Stop," a majestic voice sounded, Wang Heng just walked here, and saw the head thief in a panic carrying the burden.

When the chief manager heard this voice, his soul flew away in fright, and he quickly knelt on the ground.

"The master spares his life, I didn't mean to run away, the young master's place is really not curable, I have already found so many doctors for the young master, it is useless, master, you have pity on me, I am still old and young, the whole family is counting on me to take care of it, I really can't find a doctor who can cure the young master." The manager said tremblingly, not daring to look at Wang Heng.

"Who told you that Zijie can't be cured, it's useless to keep you, forget it, you can go." Wang Heng was not angry but mighty.

"Master, you are really willing to let me go." The housekeeper looked at Wang Heng in disbelief, and saw that Wang Heng didn't speak again.

"Thank you, master, for your great kindness, the slave will remember it for a lifetime, and the slave will retire." The manager stood up thankfully and walked out the door.

Ah, I heard only a scream, and the steward's body fell to the ground, blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were wide open, as if he did not want to believe it.

"Hmph, you all watch, this is the end of betraying me." Wang Heng squinted at the soldiers around him.

In one cellar, a man with his hands tied to a pillar, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep, his face covered with scars, blood leaking from his clothes.

A burst of cold water splashed on the man's body, the man woke up leisurely, looked at the man in black standing in front of him, his heart was full of hatred, he had never suffered such a crime, who is this man in black? Helplessly, the men in black are all wearing masks.

"Who are you, why do you want to arrest me, you'd better let me go, otherwise one day when I go out, I will definitely break your body into pieces." The man looked hatefully at the man in black standing in front of him.

"Hahahaha, you want to break me into pieces, yes, you have ideals and ambitions, but before you go out, you can taste this feeling." The man in black seemed to be saying something innocuous about it.

Another man in black walked up to the man with a red, burning iron.

"Oh, don't, don't, do you know who I am? You're ......

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream, accompanied by the smell of burnt meat, and the man fainted again.

"Master,"

"Serve him slowly." The man in black in a mask walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, master."