Volume 1: The Beginning of Cultivation Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Tribulation

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In the middle of September, it was autumn, the trees in the courtyard of the Wang family had turned yellow early, the leaves were scattered and falling, the wind blew gently, bringing up the residual leaves of the courtyard to dance, falling in the eyes of others, but it was a beautiful scenery.

The sweeping servant could not enjoy such a beautiful view, and he secretly complained in his heart about when he would finish sweeping the leaves, and when he watched the leaves fly, he longed to climb up the tree and pluck all the leaves, leaving a bare trunk to look at his heart.

The servant only thought about it in his heart, but he didn't dare, Wang Liang, the son of the Wang family, was standing in the courtyard, where did the servant dare to be lazy, and hurriedly swept out the cleanliness of the place, so as not to obstruct the eyes of the son.

But no matter how the servant swept it clean, Wang Liang looked at the closed door, his brows were still locked, his expression was ugly, and he didn't say a word, and the people on the side felt depressed just standing next to Wang Liang.

Seeing that the servant had no eyesight, Ah Fu, who was on the side, secretly waved him away.

After a while, the door of the room finally opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a doctor walked out, and he walked quickly to Wang Liang.

Wang Liang hurriedly asked, "Doctor Zhao, how is my father?"

Doctor Zhao gave a salute, although Wang Liang in front of him was young, he didn't dare to offend at all, and he hesitated a little: "This ...... The illness of the lord of the king cannot be seen below! I am ashamed!"

Wang Liang was uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "How can you not see it at all? Why does it arise? How to treat it? Can't you tell the reason for these things?"

Doctor Zhao sighed and said: "Don't hide it, I have seen this disease, these days there is no shortage of patients like the king and the lord to come to my hospital for medical treatment, this kind of patient when the disease, the initial weakness, lack of energy, and then the pain and cold, after the new changes, but the situation of weakness and pain will become more and more serious, I have seen many patients in pain but so weak that they can't even moan, until the last moment to die of pain, death is extremely ugly......

I have been practicing medicine for many years, this is really, it is really ......"

Doctor Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head, the straight road is a hell!

Wang Liang didn't say a word, and looked at the room, where his father, Wang Dashang, the head of the Wang family, was lying there. According to the doctor, Wang Dashang is now at the beginning of the disease, and he is unable to sleep!

"How long will it take for the patient to die from the beginning of his illness?" asked Wang Liang with restraint of emotion.

Dr. Zhao gave a desperate number: "Seven days ......"

Wang Liang was silent.

Doctor Zhao sighed deeply and said, "With so many years of experience in practicing medicine, this disease is not like a mundane disease in the world, but may be the legendary immortal method, if there is no miracle, then these seven days are ......."

Doctor Zhao didn't say any more, and Wang Liang didn't want to speak. Ah Fu on the side listened to everything, sighed inwardly, and led the doctor away.

After half a pillar of incense, Ah Fu came back with two prescriptions, and Wang Liang was still standing outside.

Ah Fu looked at Wang Liang's back and called softly: "Childe, just now I saw the eldest lady on the way over." ”

Wang Liang heard the voice, took a deep breath, pressed his emotions in his heart, and calmly instructed Ah Fu: "Don't tell them the news of the family's illness, wait until late at night and a few more people with tight breath will come to the house, place the family head in a side hospital, isolate it from here, and unify the voice to the outside world, just say that the family owner is sick, and it is suspected that it will be contagious, and it is strictly prevented from outsiders from listening." Also, send a few more men to the city, and keep an eye out for those who have this disease, and I want to know the details!"

Ah Fu got the order: "Yes!"

Wang Liang controlled his emotions, put on his usual gentle expression, and waited in place for a while, then saw a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes coming over with a few subordinates.

"Mother!" Wang Liang said softly.

Mrs. Wang looked at her son in front of her, her tone was soft but also a little worried: "Liang'er, how is your father?"

Wang Liang replied: "Let the doctor see it, it's just that when my father went out to run errands before, he contracted a little cold, there is no big problem, just rest for a few days." ”

"That's good. Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll go in and see your father." ”

Wang Liang stopped it loudly: "Mother, you still don't want to go in, you had a serious illness before, and your body and bones have not recovered, in case you also catch a cold, it is not good, the father is just a minor illness, and after a few days of recovery, my mother will naturally be able to see it." ”

Mrs. Wang listened to Wang Liang's suggestion, thought about it, nodded and said, "It's okay, then you send someone to take care of your father in the past few days, and the outside business will also have to suffer from you, so don't be tired." ”

Wang Liang nodded and said, "Mother, let's go back and rest first, it's windy today." ”

After dealing with Mrs. Wang, Wang Liang looked at the door of the house and walked in.

Wang Liang's father, Wang Dashang, was already asleep at this time. Wang Dashang seemed to be sleeping well and his face was calm.

Wang Liang stood aside and watched for a while, and suddenly asked Ah Fu, "What about the people who serve my father?"

Ah Fu was afraid of waking up the head of the family, so he replied in a low voice: "Son, have you forgotten? ”

"Ah...... Yes, I forgot......" Wang Liang was a little low and silent.

Ah Fu knew that Childe was in a bad mood, so he didn't speak again, just stood aside and waited.

"What kind of prescription are you holding in your hand?" Wang Liang said suddenly.

"What Dr. Zhao wrote before he left, saying that it was a recipe for sleeping peacefully and could make the head of the house sleep better, but he said that there was nothing he could do about anything else......"

"Nothing can be done to make a fart prescription!" Wang Liang suddenly scolded, Ah Fu was immediately silenced, but Wang Dashang, who was lying on the bed, was not disturbed and still slept peacefully.

After Wang Liang finished scolding, he did not continue, and walked outside the house, Ah Fu closed the door, and when he left, he called two subordinates and told them to take care of the head of the house.

The courtyard where the head of the family, Wang Dashang, lives, is the most central seat of the entire Wang family, setting off the status of the head of the family. And the courtyard where Wang Liang lives is behind the yard of the head of the family, and the yard of the head of the house divides the Wang family in half, which can also show the status of Wang Liang's son in the Wang family.

Wang Liang returned to his study and sat at the table. There was no outsider here, and he didn't need to deliberately suppress his mood anymore, his expression was serious, and his brows were tightly locked.

Ah Fu was on the side, seeing that his son-in-law was so unhappy, he couldn't help but persuade: "Son, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the family's illness will definitely improve

I arranged for other doctors to come and treat him. ”

Who knew that Wang Liang waved his hand and interrupted: "There's no need, that is already the best doctor in the whole Yucheng, how can I not know if he is a quack doctor, he can't do it, and there is no need for other doctors to come again." Ah Fu, you have been with me for so many years, you know me, do you think that once my father dies, I will be able to withstand this royal inheritance?"

Ah Fu said in fear: "As a subordinate, how dare the little one talk nonsense......"

"I told you to speak!"

"This ......" Ah Fu gritted his teeth, "As a member of the Wang family, the little one believes in the son!"

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