The Road to Fame as an Imperial Physician

Although Wen Changheng comforted Xie Lingbai in this way, in fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. He hadn't felt it before, and only at this moment did he regret that his martial arts had been abolished.

As Xie Lingbai said before, as long as they don't find out the truth and solve the problem, those people will not let them go, so he has to find out as soon as possible what is the connection between the Xie Family Medical Center and the palace.

"Guest officer, the noodles you asked for are here."

"come in……"

The shop waiter came in for a bowl of noodles, and he didn't forget to mutter "there are so many people who want to eat noodles tonight", but Xie Lingbai and the others didn't pay attention to this sentence.

After the shop waiter went down, Xie Lingbai wondered, "Why do you suddenly want to eat noodles?"

Wen Changheng asked him to sit down, then brought the bowl of noodles in front of him, and said, "Xie Lingbai, I remember you said that today is your birthday, but because of what happened recently, there is no way to celebrate it for you now. You don’t have time to prepare gifts when you’re away, so you eat a bowl of longevity noodles first, and we’ll make up for you later when we find your brother.”

Xie Lingbai's eyes turned red when he heard the words, he himself had forgotten about his birthday, but Wen Changheng did not expect that Wen Changheng would still remember it, although he is not in the mood to celebrate now, but he is definitely moved.

"Thank you, master."

"Actually, you are not considered a servant, so you don't need to call yourself master."

"But I think it's very intimate to call me master."

"Oh? This means that so many servants in the mansion are very close?"

"I'm not like them. They do things for you, but I warm your bed."

Wen Changheng patted his forehead helplessly, and sighed, "Did anyone say that about himself?!"

"My pleasure……"

"Eat it quickly, it will turn into a bowl of batter when it rises."

Xie Lingbai picked up the chopsticks and took a sip. It's been a long time since she sat down to eat a meal so quietly. Just now, the dinner was just a few casual bites.

"Master, don't you want to eat?"

"I've just had my supper."

"But I've eaten it too, and I'm about to go to bed now. If I eat such a big bowl of noodles, I won't be able to fall asleep later, so let's eat together?"

Xie Lingbai held a piece of noodles with chopsticks and handed it to Wen Changheng, but Wen Changheng didn't refuse, he opened his mouth and ate, and the two of them just finished the bowl of noodles one bite at a time.

"I hope that the spirits of parents in heaven can bless Xiao Jin in peace."

Before going to bed, Xie Lingbai put his hands together and prayed, Wen Changheng turned over and looked at him, and said in a low voice, "Yes..."

"Actually, if you think about it, I'm really incompetent as an older brother. I never took good care of him. Instead, he's always worried about me. Don't think he's young, but he's sensible. .”

"You two brothers don't look alike, no matter in appearance or personality."

"My father always said that raising me is too tiring. Raising one of me is enough to raise ten Xiaojins. In fact, I regret it very much. If I hadn't been so ignorant at the beginning, I wouldn't have let my father be so disappointed."

Wen Changheng stretched out his hand and patted Xie Lingbai's back, saying: "You are doing very well now."

"I remember my father always told me when I was young, Ling'er, do you know the meaning of the word Ling? Ling refers to the feathers on the wings and tail of birds. Birds belong to the sky. One day my Ling'er will also It will fly into the sky and be a blockbuster."

When Xie Lingbai said this, tears could not help but flow down the corners of his eyes. He was a little thankful that there were no candles lit in the room, it was pitch black, and he would not be too embarrassed.

Wen Changheng didn't make a sound to comfort, but just listened quietly, he knew that what Xie Lingbai needed now was not comforting words.

"When I was young, every time I got into trouble, my father would not punish me. He always said that he was sorry for me. I never thought about it. Obviously I was the one who was sorry for him, and I failed him time and time again.

Master, I used to think that I was very powerful, and that there was nothing in this world that could trouble me, but after that fire, I finally realized that I was not great, but rather bad, and I was useless but complacent. "

"Xie Lingbai, you still have a chance to develop yourself in a better direction. Your parents will be relieved to see that you have worked hard in the Spirit of Heaven."

Xie Lingbai hugged Wen Changheng tightly, and said firmly: "I will study medicine hard, find Xiao Jin, find out the truth, and revive the Xie Family Medical Center in the future."

"Well, we need to warm the bed."

Xie Ling smiled through tears, and the originally gloomy atmosphere eased a lot here. The two continued to talk, and then rested.

Xie Lingbai and the others lived in the guest room on the third floor, and the door of a guest room at the end of the second floor was suddenly pushed open, and Wan Qijun walked in. Xie Jinqing, who was sitting at the table and was sleepy, looked up, feeling a little happy "Brother Wancheng, you are back!"

After he finished asking, he looked at the baggage in Wan Qijun's hands and guessed, "What is it? Is it delicious?"

"No."

Wan Qijun casually threw the burden to Wu Hu who was sleeping on the table. Wu Hu was woken up by the impact, and looked at the burden in front of him with some puzzlement.

"What is this? And where have you been? If you don't come back, I will be annoyed to death by this brat. I have asked him hundreds of times."

He yawned, stretched out his hand to untie the bag, but his eyes went straight when he saw the banknotes inside, he was stunned for a while, and then slapped himself casually, only to find out that it hurt, he was sure it wasn't a dream.

"No, this, so many banknotes? You, have you robbed the bank?"

Wan Tujun ignored him, and said to Xie Jinqing, "Go to sleep..."

"Oh." Xie Jinqing obediently got up and ran to the bed and climbed up to sleep. Wan Qijun sat down and didn't speak, just sitting like that.

After confirming that Xie Jinqing was asleep, he said, "This is 500 million taels of silver."

"500 million? Which bank? Did we sneak out overnight? I said you, there are people behind those banks. Why are you going to rob banks? You will get into a lot of trouble then."

"It's not stolen, these are mine."

"Your? Don't be kidding, why do you have so much..." Wu Hu was stunned, and then asked tentatively: "Could it be that you haven't spent all the money you've taken in the past few years?"

"I am alone, and I don't need to spend much money."

Wu Hu was surprised: "I really didn't expect that you usually don't save me when you see me being chased and killed by the people in the gambling house, but for the sake of your conscience that you finally found out, I won't go with you." It’s over, so much, you can rest for a while.”

"You go out overnight."

"Ah? Where to go?"

"Go to the employer this time and say the mission failed."

This time Wuhu was really stunned, and he said in disbelief: "Wan Qijun, are you bewitched? The mission failed? Isn't this kid all right? We just need to send him there and everything will be fine. You can get 50 yuan, and now you say you failed, and you have to pay 500 million yuan..."

Speaking of this, he looked down at the burden, and then wanted to cry without tears: "Don't tell me that the 500 million is used to compensate the employer?"

"if not?"

Wu Hu was going crazy, "You have clearly completed the task, why do you say you failed? Do you think the group of people following you are more difficult to deal with? Who are you afraid of with your martial arts?"

"He saved my life."

"What? Who? Who saved you?"

Wan Qijun stopped talking, and Wu Hu almost laughed angrily, "You don't mean that brat, do you? How can he save you as a brat?"

"Hurry up and send it over."

"Have you really decided? This is five million taels, not a small amount!"

Wan Qijun nodded, Wuhu really had nothing to say, he knew how stubborn this person was, and no one could change what had been decided, so he sighed and stood up.

"Okay, it's your money anyway, why don't you feel sorry for me if you don't feel sorry for me, just don't regret it."

He said and left the room, Wan Qijun got up and closed the door, then went back to the table, and sat there to rest all night.

Early the next morning, Wei Ze came to knock on the door. Wen Changheng and Xie Lingbai had already woken up, opened the door and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Yes, we found Wuhu's trail. He left this small town overnight last night. He has already sent people to follow up and marked the way."

"Just him?"

"Yes."

"Isn't the destination here... Send someone to follow closely, and we will set off immediately."

"Yes……"

They went downstairs to buy some dry food, and then set off to leave the town. After they left, Xie Jinqing woke up and looked at the room in a daze.

"Where's Uncle Tiger?"

"Going to work."

Xie Jinqing put on his little jacket by himself, and the waiter brought hot water for washing. After washing, he went to the table to eat the breakfast that was brought to him. While eating, he asked, "What about us?"

"Wait for him here."

"Then can we go out to play?" Xie Jinqing added after finishing speaking: "Just play in the small town."

Wan Qijun was silent for a while before replying: "Eat first..."

"it is good……"

"I'll take you back when he comes back."

"Ok?"

Xie Jinqing looked at Wan Qijun with some doubts, tried hard to swallow the porridge in his mouth, and asked, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

Wan Qijun didn't answer, Xie Jinqing lowered his head and continued to drink porridge. Since he didn't have to be killed, he didn't have to worry about anything. He hoped that Uncle Hu would come back soon so that he would be able to go back sooner, so that his brother and the others wouldn't have to worry about it.

But Xie Lingbai and the others followed the signs all the way and finally arrived at Fanxi City in two days, and the people sent by Wei Ze were also waiting here.

"Wuhu is here?"

"Yes, he entered a mansion after he got here, but he was locked up for some reason."

"Closed?"

"Yes, it is now in the dungeon of that house."

Xie Lingbai was a little puzzled: "Why was he imprisoned again? Do you know why?"

"I don't know."

"Then didn't you see my brother or the blood blade?"

"I didn't see Er Shao Xie. The one who met him was the owner of the house. He looked about 40 years old. He didn't look like a blood blade, and the house was heavily guarded."

"Not a blood blade? Who would it be?"

Xie Lingbai couldn't figure it out, Wen Changheng guessed: "If it's not the blood blade, then it's probably the person who connected with him."

"Joint? You mean the employer?"