You are a demon

"How is Mr. Fu?"

The owner of the restaurant was waiting anxiously not far from the doctor, but upon hearing the sound of the person coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

"I don't know if General Fan is coming, but I'm far away to welcome you, villain..."

Fan Meng raised his hand to stop the teahouse owner from being courteous, and walked to the couch by himself, what caught his eye was the bright red color of Fu Bowen's abdomen.

"Is the knife out?"

With a silver needle in his hand, the doctor first pricked it for Fu Bowen, and then nodded.

"Then how is he now?"

Looking at his pale face, Fan Meng frowned slightly worried, if it was his own minor injury, he would not take it to heart, but Fu Bowen is different, he is not only an elegant scholar, but also the son of the prime minister.

"Fortunately, the sharp sword didn't hurt the vitals. The villain has already treated the wound, and it's just a matter of resting and recuperating."

The clever little apprentice beside him wiped the fine sweat from the master's forehead, but the doctor gently brushed it away, so he gave Fan Meng a big gift.

"With the friendship between you and me, Dr. Xu doesn't have to perform such a big gift",

Fan Meng quickly helped him up, but was dodged.

"Today is different from the past, you are already a general, you must do what you should do",

Xu Ming first turned around and looked at Fu Bowen's wound, and took the towel handed over by the apprentice after making sure that it was all right.

"By the way, how long are you going to stay in Xuanjing this time?"

Seeing the little apprentice coming in with a basin of clean water from the outside, Xu Ming first picked up a towel and cleaned his hands carefully and asked.

"Now the Quartet is still stable, and the big bottom can stay for a year and a half."

Everyone was kicked out of the house before they could understand why the general was so courteous to a little doctor.

"Uncle Xu",

Fan Meng suddenly knelt heavily.

"What do you mean by that?"

Fan Meng did not say anything, but his heart was in a mess. Xu Mingxian was originally his father's accompanying doctor. On the battlefield, they were generals and subordinates, but in private they were sworn brothers. His father had passed away for many years. He did not expect Xu Mingxian to stay in the Xuan Jing, and also opened a medical clinic.

Xu Ming sighed first.

"Get up and talk".

Fan Meng got up after hearing the words.

"Time flies so fast, Fan'er is already a great general, let uncle take a good look at you."

Hearing these words, it was as if seeing his father. Fan Meng felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer. His whole chest was filled with astringency, and it was even difficult to breathe for a moment.

"Why are you crying, it's a joke for others to see",

Xu Mingxian smiled helplessly.

"I didn't cry, I was just... happy. I haven't seen my uncle since my father passed away. I thought, thought",

Fan Meng rolled up his sleeves and wiped his eyes carelessly.

"Think I can't think about it and go with your father?"

Xu Ming first picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass of water,

"The bodies of your father and your mother have not been found. It's always a matter of concern. I can't rest assured, so I want to drag my body to try my luck."

It's been so long since this incident, even Fan Meng has accepted the fact that his parents have left, but he didn't expect Dr. Xu to be so persistent.

"Where does Uncle Xu live now?"

"Why, do you want to ask me for a drink?"

The good wine that Xu Ming brewed first is indeed the rare Qiong Yao wine in the world. If he doesn't say it, Fan Meng can't remember it for a while.

"As long as Uncle Xu doesn't dislike Fan'er and doesn't pay for the drinks, then Fan'er will definitely stay there every day."

Xu Ming smiled and shook his head when he heard the words,

"You have a naughty temper, but you are carved out of the same mold as your father. If you want to drink without paying for the wine, how can there be such a good thing in the world."

Fan Meng laughed when he heard this.

Xu Ming first turned around and took a closer look at the people on the couch,

"Is he Fu Qingping's son?"

Fan Meng nodded.

As if thinking of something, Xu Ming fixedly looked at Fu Bowen for a while.

"Uncle Xu, I wonder if you intend to become an official?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that it was too abrupt, so he shut his mouth instantly.

Xu Mingxian has followed his father for many years, Fan Meng is naturally aware of his abilities, it would be a waste to just stay in Xuanjing and open a medical clinic.

Xu Ming patted Fan Meng's shoulder first,

"One courtier, one courtier. The reason for this, do you need uncle to explain to you carefully."

Just as Fan Meng was about to speak, he suddenly heard a slight groan from the person on the couch.

Xu Ming saw this first, signaled Fan Meng to silence, turned around and called the little apprentice in to pack the medicine box,

"The prescription has been prescribed, just adjust according to the prescription."

"Uncle is leaving now?"

Xu Ming met those obsidian-like eyes first, as if he had seen another person, and that person seemed to hold back in the same way when he went to the battlefield.

He slowly walked past Fan Meng, and said in a voice that only two people could hear,

"Ahead of this road is an abyss beyond redemption, do you want to break into it?"

Fan Meng didn't expect his thoughts to be so easy to see through. He just thought about it, since he was guessed by the person in front of him, he didn't think it was strange. He didn't have the slightest timidity, and every word and sentence was filled with affirmation and affirmation. persistent,

"The hatred of killing one's father cannot be shared, let alone the disaster of exterminating one's family."

"Don't turn back if you don't hit the south wall?"

"If you don't hit the south wall, you will never look back!"

Xu Ming first listened to the arrogance in his bones, a gleam of light flashed in his gray eyes,

"Don't worry, uncle will protect you."

Leaving only this sentence, Xu Mingxian and the little apprentice left first.

Fan Meng stared at his uncle's back until they turned into the street corner and saw the moonlight again. Then he looked away. He had planned carefully for many years just to fight to the death. If his uncle was willing to help him, the chances of winning would be great again. Yes, he sighed deeply, not everything can fade with time, what he wants to get back is not only the bones of his parents, but also a bloody justice.

But after a while, there was a commotion outside, probably the people from the prime minister's mansion came.

"General, Fu Qingping has come to pick up his son."

Guan Ming and Fan Meng entered the capital together, and they are also full of travel and dust at this moment.

"Bring Lou Junqing here, we should meet this old thief."

Guan Ming looked at Fu Bowen who was half dead on the couch, he was a little puzzled, but he obediently went to recruit Lou Junqing.

At this time, there were only Fu Qingping and a beautiful woman in the living room of the teahouse, while outside the teahouse were the servants of Fu's family and Fan Meng's soldiers. Such a big battle caused the people passing by to stop and watch.

The beautiful woman summoned the owner of the teahouse to ask questions, while Fu Qingping sat on the chair with a gloomy expression,

"Where's my Wen'er?"

Even if the owner of the restaurant had seen the world again, he was too scared to speak by the scene in front of him. He knelt on the ground shyly, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, the beautiful woman became even more angry,

"I ask you where my Wen'er is, you trash is deaf, can't you hear me!"

The owner of the restaurant couldn't even utter a word when he heard that Mr. Fu had such an accident in his own restaurant, and he was lying unconscious in the backyard at the moment, how could he say it.

In the midst of a dilemma, a chuckle came from behind,

"Prime Minister Fu, long time no see."