The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

In the study, He Qinghuai and He Zheng exchanged information about the past few years. The great-grandfather and grandson were filled with emotion, sadness and resentment.

"Grandpa, the revenge of grandpa and grandma and the annihilation of our He family has been avenged. But, why were you killed by Dai Zong..."

He Qinghuai sighed, "It's a long story. To put it simply, it's Dai Zong Ye Youxuan's wife..." Ye Youxuan's wife saw him when passing by the border, coveted his beauty, and wanted to take him for herself. . It happened that he was in a battle with Linguo, and he was injured. Before the reinforcements arrived, he was unable to fight against the enemy's overwhelming numbers with his fists, and was captured alive.

With a look of resentment on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "If Ye Youxuan hadn't been incompetent and couldn't manage his own woman, this wouldn't have happened. I wouldn't have been imprisoned for a hundred years, separated from my wife and children. That Ye family was simply abominable. !”

He Zheng felt the same way. He was also coveted by the Saint of Yama Palace because of his beauty, which led to the destruction of the He family. Regardless of whether the beauty is from the head or incidental, it is one of the reasons why the He family was wiped out.

"Zheng'er, our He family is thin, so I'll leave it to you to make things happen. Let me resolve the old grudges. I want Dai Zongye's family to be ruined and die without a burial place!"

He Zheng snorted. The He family has only been passed down from generation to generation, and there will be no more children. The important task of spreading the branches and leaves will be left to He Shaoqian.

"Grandpa, please take your time on revenge. The Ye family is still powerful. I have been in Dai Zong for a few months and I haven't heard about Madam Ye. She may be gone. Moreover, we can't treat Dai Zong like the Palace of Yama Even if the evil cult is simply wiped out, we still need to collect some evidence to kill the Ye family completely! There will be no sequelae. I can ask Master for help in this matter. He is Liu Chongren's disciple Yue Qi..."

He Qinghuai's passionate hatred was extinguished by He Zheng's few words, and he said angrily: "I can't wait for this matter. I can't just watch my enemy's family still alive and well, and living sanctimoniously, while I He Zheng There are only a few of us left in the family. Regarding this matter, I must destroy his family in my lifetime!"

He Zheng licked his lips and wanted to persuade him again, but he could also see that He Qinghuai had a bad temper and was not in good health. He was out of breath when he was angry and angry, "Grandpa, how is your recovery? A Jing, she taught herself I have acquired medical skills and opened a free clinic in Wuzhou, which has become famous. If you feel unwell, you can ask Ah Jing to take care of you."

"Then let her take a look. I've been injured secretly for many years, and it's not easy to recover. I also got Ruanjinsan, which has sequelae and attacks from time to time."

"Well, Grandpa, we will go back to the beach tomorrow. You can go back with us so that we can take care of you..."

He Qinghuai had guarded the border for Linyuan Kingdom for more than ten years, fought countless battles, and was imprisoned in a dark and humid place for hundreds of years. He had three main hidden wounds on his body, one on his back, one on his heart, and one on his flank. His physical body is only slightly better than that of ordinary people. Although his cultivation has returned to the spirit transformation realm, it is still riddled with holes.

Zhao Jing took her pulse and looked at He Zheng, "Should we go up for treatment tonight or go back to sea for treatment?"

"Of course we can't wait for a moment. Ah Jing, great-grandfather, let's treat it here. I'll close the door."

Seeing that both He Zheng and He Qinghuai wanted to treat him immediately, Zhao Jing said without any hesitation, "Great-grandfather, please take off your upper body clothes and sit down on a chair." After saying this, she took out a strand of silk cloth from the space and covered her eyes.

Although He Qinghuai is over a hundred years old, his cultivation has not fully recovered, and he still has old injuries and is not very strong, but he looks very young, in his mid-twenties. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve taken Zhuyan Dan, or if it’s a problem with my technique.

Compared to He Zheng, who is cold, young, and handsome, he has the air of a mature man, high-spirited, scolding Fang Qiu, and happy to grudges.

Most people may not be able to resist it. She didn't dare try either. Just to be on the safe side, I blindfolded myself. It’s better not to look at it.

No matter who the disease happens to, it cannot happen to He Zheng's great-grandfather. Otherwise, there is no way to face it!

He Qinghuai was surprised, "What are you doing with your eyes covered? What can you see with your eyes covered? Am I that shameless? Why do you, my little wife, Mo Na, look down on others!" With that, he pulled off his belt and The slightly open clothes were gathered up again, "Forget it, I can't cure it, I won't die for a while anyway."

He Zheng was also a little surprised, but he vaguely knew why. He couldn't help but frown when he heard what He Qinghuai said. Was he calling Zhao Jing a dog? ! My daughter-in-law hurts herself! He couldn't help but restrain his gentleness, put on a serious and indifferent expression, pressed the shoulders of He Qinghuai, who was already halfway up, pressed him on the chair, and said coldly: "Great-grandfather, this injury needs to be treated!"

After covering her eyes, Zhao Jing took out the flying knife and disinfectant powder from the space and mixed it with water. "Brother Zheng, come and help sterilize the flying knife at high temperature!"

He Qinghuai's heart skipped a beat when he saw He Zheng's serious expression and the change of title. He understood the importance of Zhao Jing in He Zheng's heart. He couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. He was He Zheng's real relative.

But when she saw the flying knife that Zhao Jing took out, she felt nervous. The girl's eyes were covered. Can the knife be impartial and not land in the wrong place?

"Forget it, I still can't cure it. You girl, you can't see anything with your eyes covered, how can you cure it? My hidden wounds are deep and stuck in the bones. Even experienced military doctors can't do anything. You... If I go under the knife by mistake, then I will suffer in vain." He quickly pulled up his clothes and said, "I am not going to be cured. It is already dark today and the lights are not bright. I think we should treat him another day."

He thought to himself that any doctor in the palace would be better than this blindfolded little daughter-in-law.

As he was about to get up from the chair again, he looked up and saw He Zheng's cold and slightly warning eyes. He suddenly felt short of breath and secretly regretted that Zhao Jing just looked down on others. As soon as she was halfway up, she was pressed down again by Zhao Jing's hand that was not holding the knife.

The hand was obviously very small, with fingers as white as green onions, but it felt as heavy as a mountain when it was pressed on his shoulder, preventing him from moving at all.

He Zhengxiao, if he had been stronger back then, he would have probably been able to escape from his wife's grasp. However, there would be no everything that happened later, no Qian'er, no destruction of Yama Palace and no reconstruction of He Mansion.

"Ajing, I see that my great-grandfather is still quite strong, so I just took out the broken arrowhead and simply applied some gold sore medicine."

Zhao Jing nodded, "Okay."

He Zheng was obviously venting his anger on her, how could she not obey him.

Moreover, she didn't plan to use the healing spell. It was still unclear whether the great-grandfather she met for the first time was a trickster or not and could be trusted. How could the healing spell be openly exposed? It was a different type of supernatural power.