In his previous life, he was disfigured and his eyes were gouged out, and he was reborn to kill ever

When Ling'er has nothing to do on weekdays, she always likes to pour some poison.

Among them is an itch powder that can make people die of pain due to itching.

However, Ling'er would not use this kind of medicinal powder on people easily.

Unless that person is really guilty and is the object of Ling'er's extreme disgust.

It seems that Qiu and Leng Zixing must have offended Ling'er.

Xu Shaoyang, the magic doctor with ghost hands, thought so, and his brows gradually wrinkled deeper and deeper.

He took a big sip of wine, then looked at the concierge,

“Go and tell him that I can only treat physical illnesses.

But if your heart is broken, I can't save you.

Let Leng Xiang prepare funeral arrangements for his wife and son in advance. "

The concierge was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and asked:

"Master, you haven't even gone to see a doctor yet, but you just sent me back to prepare for the funeral. Isn't it inappropriate?"

Hearing the concierge ask this, Xu Shaoyang was not annoyed.

He stroked his beard,

“You don’t understand, some people can be saved, and some people don’t need to be saved.

Mrs. Xiangguo and her son are the kind of people who cannot be saved.

If you save them, you are harming others.

In short, just follow my words and tell Leng Xiang, and then you don't have to pay attention to him anymore.

If he dares not leave, you can beat him out with a broom. "

When the concierge heard this, he no longer hesitated, bowed, and turned around to deliver the message.

When Leng Xiang heard about it, he asked him to go back and prepare for the funeral.

It exploded immediately.

"How dare you, such a bold slave, disrespect me?"

"What do you mean by going back to prepare for the funeral?

My wife and son only had itchy skin, so why did it become fatal?

"

The concierge was hunched over, with a hint of disdain in his respectful attitude.

“This is not what I said, it was what the miracle doctor said.

I'm just telling the truth.

Besides, Leng Xiang, if you don’t believe what the miracle doctor says, you can go find another doctor.

Why waste time in front of our Prince Jing’s Mansion? "

"it is good!

very good!

Just wait for me. "

Leng Xiang has been in a high position for many years, and he is also the kind of person who can assess the situation.

He knew that the magic doctor with ghost hands said such words.

It should be impossible for him to come forward to treat his wife and son again.

His face also became gloomy and terrifying,

"I, Leng Haozhe, have taken note of this account.

One day, I will get it back. "

After saying that, Leng Haozhe left in a hurry.

He had no choice but to go to major medical clinics in the capital and find doctors to treat his wife and son.

He directly went back to find a dozen doctors.

However, after the doctors looked at it, no one could find out the cause.

"It's really strange. Mrs. Leng and Young Master Leng are itching unbearably, but they are not poisoned. At the same time, the cause of the disease cannot be found.

What exactly is going on? "

An old doctor was stroking his beard, looking puzzled.

After practicing medicine for more than half his life, this was the first time he had no prescription.

If he couldn't find any cause, he wouldn't dare prescribe medicine randomly.

Otherwise, it would be a small matter if you destroy your own sign, but it would be a big deal if problems arise.

The other doctors also shook their heads after seeing the diagnosis.

If they can't find the cause, they don't dare to prescribe medicine.

Several doctors among them only left a few bottles of ointment behind, saying that rubbing it on the skin could relieve the itching.

As for prescriptions, no one dares to prescribe them.

The imperial doctor also left the anti-itching prescription and left.

Mrs. Leng Xiangjian and her son were tortured to the point where they were almost out of shape.

I hate it so much that my teeth itch.

He believed that Fang Ling was the one who harmed the mother and son.

It's just that there is no evidence.

All the doctors said there was no sign of poisoning.

But how can a good person be itchy all over his body?

And Xu Shaoyang, the magic doctor with ghost hands, also has a heart of stone.

He clearly can cure it, but he refuses to take action.

Leng Xiang didn't want to watch his wife and son being tickled to death.

So, he went to Prince Gong's Mansion.

I would like to see if there is any doctor Wang Gong knows who can recommend.

He arrived at Prince Gong's Mansion and met Qin Luo.

When Qin Luo heard about his intention, he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Recently, in order to treat himself, he has indeed asked people to look for famous doctors everywhere.

However, none of the so-called famous doctors he found could solve his problem of being unable to be close to women.

He prevented his condition from being leaked.

The last doctors who were invited to Prince Gong's Mansion to treat him were all executed by his order.

Therefore, there is no doctor with good medical skills around him.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then refused.

“Even the imperial doctor’s order could not find the cause.

It is estimated that ordinary doctors can't do anything. "

"Since there are anti-itch ointments and prescriptions, you should give them first.

Maybe the itching will go away in a couple of days. "

After hearing this, Leng Xiang's heart became even colder.

However, even if he was disappointed, he did not dare to show it too obviously.

So, he turned to request:

"Your Highness Prince Gong, can you please allow Xihe to return home to take care of her mother?"

Qin Luo agreed to this request.

"As it should be, I will have someone prepare a soft sedan to send her back."

"Thank you, His Highness Prince Gong."

Leng Xiang bowed and left.

Leng Xihe was extremely anxious when he heard that his mother and brother had a strange disease.

He hurried back with his father.

When I came to my mother's room, I saw Ms. Qiu lying on the bed moaning with her hands and feet tied up.

Her eyes immediately turned red, she stepped forward and knelt beside the bed, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

When Mrs. Qiu heard her daughter coming back, she opened her eyes suddenly.

"Xihe, you are back.

My body is so itchy that I feel like dying. "

"Please help mother scratch her.

It felt like there were millions of ants biting me, it was itchy and painful. "

Leng Xihe bit her lip and couldn't help but burst into tears looking at her mother's scratched face.

She looked at her father standing aside and asked:

"Mom, what's going on?

Why tie up the mother? "

Leng Xiang sighed,

“I don’t know why it’s like this.

Your mother and brother went to the Sun family today to propose marriage to Sun Qingcheng.

The Sun family refused, and Fang Ling pinched your mother's neck.

On the way back, your mother and brother started itching all over their bodies.

I invited many doctors to see me, but to no avail.

In desperation, I could only keep them tied up to prevent them from hurting themselves. "

Leng Xihe was very angry when he heard this.

"How dare the Sun family refuse my brother's marriage proposal?

What qualifications does that ugly Sun Qingcheng have to reject his brother?

It's really shameless.

That bitch Fang Ling must have done something to her mother and brother.

One day, I want that bitch Fang Ling to look good. "

Leng Xihe cursed loudly.

When Leng Xiang heard his daughter calling Sun Qingcheng ugly, he couldn't help but glance at Leng Xihe who was wearing a veil.

Leng Xihe has many scars on his face, which are still faintly visible even if he is wearing a veil.

Leng Xiang sighed deeply, the expression on his face was hard to describe.