Chapter 611: I’m going to hit you, do I need to choose a day? 【1st update】
Hearing this, Butler Ling hesitated.
If it was the previous Ying Zijin, she shouldn't have been involved in such matters.
But now she is still the number one genius in the field of ancient medicine, and the Ling family is marrying up to her.
"The young master was injured while sparring with other guards in the Justice Hall." Butler Ling continued, "But the master and his wife have already asked an ancient doctor to see him, so he's fine."
"From your appearance, you seem to be injured." Ying Zijin said calmly, "I'll go take a look."
"Miss Ying!" Butler Ling became anxious and raised his hand to stop her.
But in just a moment, he felt his whole body paralyzed and he couldn't use his internal energy.
By the time he regained his strength, the girl had already gone from the hall into the inner room.
The servants of Ling Chonglou's faction of the Ling family also knew Ying Zijin, so naturally they would not stop her.
Butler Ling hurriedly followed, not having time to think about what had just happened.
The Ling family is different from other ancient martial arts and medical families. The design of the house tends to be modern, simple and light luxury, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
In Jiang Ran's bedroom.
Ling Chonglou, Jiang Huaping and Ling Mianxi were all there.
Three people sat by the bed with serious expressions.
Jiang Ran was lying on the bed with several layers of gauze wrapped around his head.
The bleeding has stopped, but the horrible scarlet color can still be seen.
"Master, Madam, I have stabilized the young master's condition." The ancient doctor wiped his sweat and took out the golden needle. "But his head was hit too hard. It is still unknown whether he can wake up."
Jiang Huaping's voice was very soft, and tears fell all of a sudden: "Unknown number?"
"It depends on his will to live." The ancient doctor was also in a dilemma, "Madam, I am ashamed of my poor medical skills."
There are only one percent of ancient doctors as well as ancient martial artists, and all the powerful ancient doctors are occupied by the big families in the ancient martial arts world.
For a medium-sized family like the Ling family, it is considered good to have a group of resident ancient doctors.
If it was an ancient doctor from Tianyi Sect, Jiang Ran could be saved easily.
Jiang Huaping is such a strong person. Even though he doesn't know any ancient martial arts, he dares to fight the enemy alone.
Ying Zijin had met Jiang Huaping so many times, and she was always smiling, even when she was hurt.
But now, she is crying.
Ying Zijin stepped forward and asked again, "What's going on?"
"I'll go to the Justice Hall Guards to pick him up tonight." Ling Mianxi exhaled slowly, "The level 5 guards who are on good terms with him told me that they haven't seen him since lunch."
The Judicial Hall provides food, accommodation, and vacation.
Each guard can have one day off every week.
Tomorrow is Jiang Ran's turn to rest, so she will go to pick him up.
"I asked several people and finally got a manager who said he was practicing martial arts in the back hills. Then I went over to take a look." Ling Mianxi whispered, "He was lying on the ground with blood clotted on his head."
"I didn't dare to move him, fearing that it would affect his injuries. I could only call two ancient doctors from home to carry him back."
Just by listening, Ying Zijin knew how badly Jiang Ran was injured.
She paused, rolled up her sleeves, and sat down: "Aunt Jiang, Uncle Ling, let me take a look at him."
Jiang Huaping was surprised to find that there was another person in the room. She looked up suddenly and was shocked: "Zijin, you——"
Upon hearing this, the ancient doctor beside him jumped up and said, "Miss Ying? You are Miss Ying?!"
How could he be so worthy as to see the greatest genius in ancient medicine here?
Ying Zijin disinfected her hands with alcohol and said, "Needle."
The ancient doctor quickly handed over a new box of gold and silver needles.
He stared at the girl as she placed one golden needle after another, trying to determine which acupoint it was.
But in the end, the girl inserted the needles so quickly that the ancient doctor was dazzled and even fainted.
But this acupuncture method reminded the ancient doctor of the records in books.
He was surprised: "Miss Ying used the Thirteen Ghost Needles?"
The Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles are the unique skills of the Tianyi School.
"Yeah." Ying Zijin said calmly, "I haven't used it for a long time, so I'm not very familiar with it."
After she finished the acupuncture, she took out two pills and asked Ling Chonglou to feed them to Jiang Ran.
Thirty minutes later, Ying Zijin removed the needle.
After a few minutes, Jiang Ran slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing the light again still felt a little unreal to him.
Jiang Ran looked at Ling Zhonglou, then at Ying Zijin, and said in a daze: "My two fathers?"
Ling Mianxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Being able to be funny means that the brain is normal.
Ling Zhonglou's voice slowed down, becoming soft and low: "Who did it? Tell Dad."
Jiang Ran finally came to his senses.
But he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.
Ling Zhonglou said patiently: "Don't worry about anything else, tell daddy quickly."
Jiang Ran still didn't say anything.
Ying Zijin also looked at him: "Tell me, who did it?"
Jiang Ran opened his mouth, lowered his head, and said reluctantly: "Qiao family, Qiao Dong."
"Qiao family?" Ling Zhonglou didn't care that Jiang Ran was so scared so quickly. He frowned and said, "Is it the Qiao family that is affiliated with the Fan family?"
The Fan family is a big family in the ancient martial arts world.
Although not as good as Lin, Xie and Yue, it is still ranked in the top ten.
Jiang Ran nodded sullenly: "Well, he is eighty years old, I can't beat him."
Jiang Huaping laughed angrily after hearing this: "Eighty years old! You bully my son who is not even twenty years old. Do you still have any shame in the Qiao family?"
Generally, older ancient warriors will not interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.
Except for the Xie family, no one really dares to mess with the Xie family.
Ying Zijin asked again: "Why did he hit you?"
"It's... it's the ring match this weekend." Jiang Ran said in a low voice, "The guard I'm fighting against is called Qiao Ting, he's Qiao Dong's nephew. In order to let his nephew win, Qiao Dong wanted me to withdraw from the ring match. I didn't agree, so he said he would beat me up."
Jiang Huaping's fingers trembled with anger: "His nephew is about fifty or sixty years old, right?"
Jiang Ran nodded again.
Ying Zijin nodded slightly, his expression still calm: "Okay, I understand."
Ling Mianxi stood up slowly, clenched her fingers, and looked cold: "Qiao Dong, right? I'm going to kill him!"
She was spoiled growing up, and Jiang Ran was even more so.
Since childhood, Jiang Ran has been somewhat lawless.
But he is kind by nature and has never been hurt like this.
"Mianxi!" Jiang Huaping pulled her and said sternly, "Mianxi, you can't go. There are too many people watching you. You absolutely cannot go openly."
"Yes, sister." Jiang Ran coughed a few times, "It's okay for me to be injured, but if something happens to you, what will happen to the Ling family?"
"How about watching you get beaten? I can't swallow this breath." Ling Mianxi frowned, "But it makes sense. I can't go openly, so I'll go secretly."
Ying Zijin crossed his arms and said, "Well, I'll go with you, secretly."
Ling Zhonglou: “…”
Jiang Huaping: “…”
Jiang Ran: “???”
What the hell?
"We still have to go to the Qiao family." Ling Zhonglou stood up, "Don't go, I'll go take a look."
Jiang Huaping's expression changed and she grabbed his clothes: "Chonglou."
"It's okay." Ling Zhonglou comforted him, "Xiao Hua, I'll be fine."
Ling Chonglou walked out with Butler Ling.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was still solemn.
Jiang Huaping sighed, stood up, and went to the kitchen next door to prepare food.
Jiang Ran took a sip of water and said sullenly, "Dad Ying, the reason why my mom stopped my dad is because there are too many internal fights in our family. Didn't you notice that every time you come, my dad always lets you come in through the side door?"
Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes slightly: "I found it."
"The other direct descendants are just waiting to catch my father's mistakes and bring him down." Jiang Ran pursed his lips, "The Qiao family and the Ling family are equally powerful, but they have the support of the Fan family, so their status is even higher."
"Okay, stop talking." Ling Mianxi stood up, "Have a good rest, your sister will protect you."
Jiang Ran was very touched: "Sister, I think..."
"Don't even think about it."
“…”
**
Qiao family.
Ling Chonglou broke in directly with his guards.
"It's Chonglou." The Qiao family head narrowed his eyes and stood up. "Why did you suddenly come to my Qiao family today? Is there something wrong?"
"But you come here aggressively, you don't look like a guest at all."
"You know what I'm doing here." Ling Zhonglou said calmly, "Is it fun for an eighty-year-old to bully a twenty-year-old?"
The Qiao family head didn't care: "How can you call it bullying? Aren't the guards of the Judicial Hall able to spar with each other? Qiao Dong was just giving your son some pointers, and you're still holding a grudge against him?"
Ling Zhonglou's voice turned cold: "Instructions? You're looking for death!"
He was extremely fast, and in the next second, he grabbed the head of the Qiao family by the collar.
The head of the Qiao family was shocked, but his face remained calm.
"Ling Chonglou, you attacked me without even thinking about one thing." He smiled calmly, "Back then, when you married an ordinary person, the elders of your Ling family were already dissatisfied with you."
"Not to mention, how many fights have there been in your Ling family? And how many people are eyeing your position as the head of the family?"
Ling Chonglou's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Why don't you guess, if you really attack my Qiao family, can you still keep your position as the head of the family?" The head of the Qiao family laughed wantonly, "Without your position as the head of the family, with just you, a half-step ancient martial arts master, can you still protect Jiang Huaping?"
Jiang Huaping is also quite famous.
The fact that she became the mistress of the Ling family as an ordinary person already surprised other ancient martial arts families.
In particular, her appearance is extremely beautiful and she is a rare beauty in the ancient martial arts world.
Ancient warriors were used to burning, killing and looting, and continued the ancient style. It was a complete patriarchal rule, and the status of women was lower.
Not to mention the Xie family, even other ancient martial arts families, if they set their eyes on a woman, would use force to snatch her back.
Unless you have your own strength, like Ying Zijin or Ling Mianxi.
But Jiang Huaping is a completely ordinary person.
Ling Zhonglou took a deep breath, and the veins on his hands throbbed.
"Chonglou, be patient and everything will be fine." Patriarch Qiao noticed his change in mood and said calmly, "Without a certain amount of power, you can only endure it, don't you think?"
"Yes, that's right." Ling Zhonglou also smiled, his smile was cruel, "I don't need to choose a day to beat you."
Patriarch Qiao frowned: "What did you say?"
Before he could react, Ling Chonglou slapped him in the face.
The slap was so powerful that the head of the Qiao family's head was buzzing.
And then, another slap came.
Ling Chonglou didn't let go of the Qiao family leader until he vomited blood.
Turned around and strode away.
The Qiao family head was lying on the ground, furious, and slurred his words: "Ling Zhonglou, you're going to be killed!"
Wait, he will leak all this information to other direct descendants of the Ling family and force Ling Chonglou to step down from the Ling family!
He wanted to see how Ling Chonglou would still be so arrogant in front of him at that time!
**
The other side of the Qiao family.
Qiao Dong drank a lot of wine because he was happy.
He was drunk and put his arm around Qiao Ting's shoulders: "Xiao Ting, you must do your uncle proud. In the competition the day after tomorrow, Jiang Ran will not be able to fight you. You will definitely be able to successfully advance to level four."
Qiao Ting is also fifty years old this year.
But he could not be called a genius, because his ancient martial arts training had only been around thirty-five years, and he had stopped there for a long time.
Although Jiang Ran only caught up in the past two years, in terms of practical ability, he is much better than Qiao Ting.
After all, he had suffered severe beatings from Fu Yunshen.
"Uncle, don't worry." Qiao Ting was also very happy, "I will definitely not embarrass you."
As he spoke, he hesitated: "However, you beat Jiang Ran like that today, what if the Ling family retaliates?"
"Revenge?" Qiao Dong sneered. "Don't you know the situation of the Ling family? If Ling Chonglou dares to take revenge, he can forget about his position as the head of the family."
Qiao Ting felt relieved after hearing this.
After he sent Qiao Dong back, he also returned to his room.
Qiao Dong sat on the chair, ready to read a military book before falling asleep.
But just as he opened the book, a hand grabbed his collar from behind and lifted him up.
With a "bang", he was pressed against the wall and his body was turned over.
Under the light, the girl's face was cold.
(End of this chapter)
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