The cub raised by krypton gold turned out to be the big boss of the villain

"What did you say?" Fang Miaoran looked at Ling Xue.

"It's nothing." Seeing that her mother didn't hear clearly, Ling Xue stopped talking, and hurriedly urged the servants to find a doctor.

Lingda woke up soon, and could not stop itching as soon as he woke up, his body was scratched.

Fang Miaoran was in a hurry, "Da'er, Da'er, how are you?"

"Itches, it's killing me." Lingda kept scratching himself, seeing the bloodstains shockingly.

Fang Miaoran couldn't catch Lingda even if she wanted to, so she could only ask the servant to hold her down.

She stood aside, wiping her tears with a handkerchief, "Da'er, if there is something wrong with you, how can I live, why don't you hurry up and invite the master here."

After tossing back and forth for an hour, the doctor had already made a diagnosis, but he didn't say anything about it. After all, Lingda's pulse was strong and his face was ruddy. Even though his body was itchy, he couldn't tell where it was. In the end, he could only open I took some anti-itch medicine, and prescribed some tranquilizers to let him fall asleep.

"Master." Fang Miaoran threw herself into Ling Yong's arms, "Why is Da'er suffering so much and suffering from such a disease?"

"Didn't the doctor say it's all right, you don't have to worry too much." Ling Yong patted Fang Miaoran's back, "Da'er will wake up soon, I'll be here with you."

Fang Miaoran looked at Song Huilan proudly, her voice was still crying, "Master, it's lucky to have you here, otherwise I don't know what to do."

"Since Ling Da is fine, we'll go back." Song Huilan sneered, and left with Ling Le.

Ling Heng forgot the time when he read the book. He hadn't changed his clothes yet, so he inquired twice and found nothing, so he got up and went to the closet.

This wardrobe was bought by Feng Yue for him. Originally, he didn't even have a decent wardrobe, it was very simple, but now this room is considered decent.

There were two brand-new clothes in the closet, the corners of Ling Heng's mouth slightly raised, and he knew who put them here without thinking.

However, he only chose a black suit. Wearing too bright will only attract the attention of others, which is not good.

In fact, he wanted to see Lingda very much, not because he cared about him, but because this was his first time making medicine, and he didn't know how the effect was, so it would be difficult to improve next time.

Lingda woke up after sleeping for a day and a night. He only felt a dull pain all over his body. Those were the marks from his original scratches, not only on his body but also on his face.

As soon as Fang Miaoran heard that her son had woken up, she rushed to bring someone over. She was anxious all night, if something happened to Ling Da, how would she live.

"Da'er, you are awake, you really scared me to death." Fang Miaoran wiped her tears.

"Mother, what's going on with me." Ling Da said, "It looks like someone beat me up, didn't Ling Heng get beaten up?"

Fang Miaoran said, "You can't even forget, that day you fell on the ground and said that your body was itchy, and there were bloodstains all over your body when you scratched."

Lingda was a bit impressed, "What's going on here? Could it be some kind of illness?"

"Bah, don't talk nonsense, the doctor said you're fine, maybe you ate something, pay more attention next time." Fang Miaoran said with a worried face.

Lingda still couldn't remember what he had eaten to make him look like this, but the blood marks on his face made his complexion even more ugly. How could he marry a beautiful wife if he was so disfigured.