Fan Hong ran over to comfort him and told him that that person was the little pavilion master of the Immortal Pavilion, and his father had unfortunately died during his retreat to protect him.

Now Fu Yansong can't even hate him.

But Fu Yansong was never convinced, he swore that one day, he would definitely defeat him and impress him.

Since then, Fu Yansong has begun to work hard and study hard.

Compared with Fu Yansong's careful thinking, Fan Hong thought more far-reaching than him, and he casually perfunctory Fu Yansong: "Childe doesn't have to be arrogant, no matter how powerful he is, he is at best a martial artist, how can he compare to Gongzi's civil and military skills." ”

Then he asked Lu Yang: "You mean, this real murderer was rescued from the hands of the officials because he was curious about what sect and sect you came from?" ”

"Then why didn't he kill you until he quietly left, and left you in the same place as a person who has seen his true face?"

Lu Yang already regretted it at this time, and his heart tightened for a while.

This Fan Hong and Fu Yansong must know that little liar, otherwise they wouldn't have shown such an expression, since they know him, they will definitely not be serious citizens!

But she drew the appearance of the little liar, and she didn't hide her danqing level at all, and the speed was fast, and she painted him so godlike, so could she still have her own way of life?

Even if they are not in the gang of petty liars, they should be worried that they will one day fall into the hands of the government, and draw the portraits of those who know them one by one, right?

And only the dead can really keep the secret.

It's over, it's over.

Lu Yang tried his best to keep his hands from trembling, but he still had the posture of not being able to hold the pen.

She was about to cry, she just wanted to live, why was it so difficult.

"He must have thought that I would definitely die at the hands of the officials, so he didn't kill me and dirty his hands, and his kung fu is so good, I just painted his portrait, and people like him will definitely not be afraid."

The hands trembled so much, the words written were one big and one small, the strokes were messy, and they were so ugly that they couldn't be read.

Unexpectedly, she Lu Yang did not die in the hands of the little liar, but she still had to die because of him......

Lu Yang lay down for almost two days, and before he could eat the rice, he was already very weak, and this time he was frightened by Fan Hong and others, and it was already very good to be able to hold on until now.

She fainted with a desperate mindset of life and death.

"What's wrong with her?" Fu Yansong asked in surprise.

Fan Hong said: "Go and call Mingguang and let him take a good look at whether this little girl is really dizzy or pretending to be dizzy." ”

Fu Fu is engaged in the medicinal materials business to the outside world, and the person in charge of the house is Fu Mingguang, who is also Fu Yansong's nominal father and Fan Hong's nominal grandson, and only Fu Mingguang is the real Fu Mingguang of the three.

He is well versed in medical science, especially in the sense of pulse.

Waiting for Fu Mingguang to come to Bitongju, Fu Yansong looked at Lu Yang, whose face was as white as paper, and secretly thought in his heart: "That stinky boy is really rampant, he killed Jiang Xi and put the charges on others, but he retreated calmly without touching a leaf, hum!" It's a pity that he didn't expect that the little girl he thought would die in the hands of the servant not only didn't die, but was also brought back by his son. ”

"That son must protect her, in the future, in front of that stinky boy, slap him in the face, see if he can always be a light and breezy appearance, as if the sky will not be surprised when the sky falls, this son will not be happy when he sees it."

"And looking at the appearance of this little girl gritting her teeth when she mentions him, she must hate that stinky boy to death, so that the person who hates the same enemy Kai does not stay by his side, is that still in line with the style of this son?"

Not to mention how Fu Yansong thought about revenge for slapping his face, and said that Fu Mingguang heard that Fan Hong was looking for him, so he hurriedly rushed over after leaving the matter at hand.

Fu Mingguang is a man in his thirties, he has clear eyebrows, a tall and thin figure, and wears a stone blue pigment satin with a straight collar, which looks a bit bookish.

After he came, he habitually wanted to give a salute to Fu Yansong and Fan Hong, but Fan Hong stopped him, "No need to be polite, go and see if she is really faint for that little girl." ”

Fu Mingguang glanced at Fu Yansong again, and saw that he didn't even look at himself, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hurriedly checked Lu Yang's pulse.

At the beginning of the pulse, his face was still calm, and he was not enough to breathe, so he swore and said: "It's really dizzy, not pretending." ”

But when he took care of everything, his face changed suddenly, and he carefully cut the pulse of dozens of breaths, observed Lu Yang's complexion, and touched and touched Lu Yang's calf.

Fu Yansong saw that his face was wrong, and without waiting for Fan Hong to speak, he preemptively asked, "But what's wrong?" ”

Fu Mingguang's heart was spinning, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said to him with a relaxed face: "There's nothing wrong, it's that this little girl's pulse is too weak, and she stopped for dozens of breaths, and I almost thought that her pulse was gone." ”

Fu Yansong couldn't help but say with contempt: "It's because your level of pulse cutting is too poor." ”

Fu Mingguang snorted ashamedly, and while he didn't pay attention, he quietly glanced at Fan Hong.

Fan Hong received his hints, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, this Fu Mingguang is not a quack doctor, his family has practiced medicine for generations, and his grandfather Fu Hongyuan also went to the Tai Hospital.

However, because of the sudden death of the emperor, his grandfather and the entire imperial hospital were angered by the former queen mother.

Fortunately, his grandfather was too obsessed with medical skills, and he was really lacking in human sophistication, and he worked diligently in the Tai Hospital for more than ten years, and he was always just a small imperial doctor, so he was not killed by the rod like his superiors, but was demoted out of the Tai Hospital and never reused.

But Fu Hongyuan's son is also Fu Mingguang's father, but Ren Zhengliupin's court sentence at that time died unluckily under the court staff.

After leaving the capital, Fu Hongyuan died not long after.

Fan Hong found Fu Mingguang, who was already so depressed that he couldn't eat, and after some lobbying, Fan Hong impersonated and continued to walk in the world under Fu Hongyuan's name.

But Fan Hong didn't know how to do medicine, so he announced to the public that his branch would no longer consult doctors, only do some medicinal material business, and even his grandchildren and great-grandchildren could not continue to practice medicine.

This is also to prevent people from coming to seek medical treatment, and there will be a risk of exposure.

Fan Hong looked at Fu Mingguang with a look that he had something to say, and after Fu Mingguang left, he also found an excuse to prepare to go out, so that Wei Ziheng and the rest of the people could protect Fu Yansong's safety.

Seeing this, Fu Yansong hurriedly said: "Uncle Hong, can this little girl stay?" ”

Fan Hong frowned and said, "Can I talk about it in detail when I come back?" ”

"Okay, you go and come back quickly, my son can tell you first, this little girl, my son is going to decide."

Fan Hong sighed helplessly, turned around and went to talk to Fu Mingguang, who was left outside.

The two of them stood beside a weeping begonia and muttered quietly.

Fu Mingguang said: "This little girl will die soon, and she will definitely die before she dies!" ”