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Although according to the development of the matter, he should trust Bai Daoyu, but there is a genius doctor by his side, so it is not in vain.

Anyway, two people are better than one person.

Xie Zhuo squinted at Bai Daoyu's look as if he had been struck by lightning, and sighed with some regret: "So, I'll send him back to Jiangnan right away."

"No need!" Bai Daoyu was shocked, and quickly grabbed Xie Zhuo's hand, and said sincerely: "I don't think I'm good at learning, and without my uncle by my side, there is no way to cure such intractable diseases!"

If you don't take the money from these two big dogs, don't you take it for nothing!

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When Yuan Bin finished copying hundreds of times of his filial piety scriptures and came out of the small courtyard, he felt that he had passed away.

Those people sent by Yuan Shuo really didn't show any kindness to him.

These days, when he is not copying books, he just sleeps. He just feels more difficult than being in prison.

And it was Yuan Shuo's dilapidated body that made him go through these difficult days.

Occasionally when he couldn't hold on, he even fantasized about whether he could come out and hear the news of the sick man's death.

He looked back at the cautious servant, and said in a hoarse voice, "How is Yuan Shuo doing now?"

The boy is also having a hard time these days. He was taken aback when he heard Yuan Bin's words, and then said: "Subordinate, I don't know!"

These days, Shi Ziye's courtyard is as quiet as ever.

What happened in that iron barrel-like yard, how could a little man like him know?

"Trash!" Yuan Bin cursed, straightened his clothes and went to visit the British Duke!

And the moment he saw the British Duke, it was impossible for him not to complain.

After all, he once expected his father to save him, but in the end it was only through his own hard work that he got out of that humiliating place.

Yuan Bin was secretly displeased in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. Instead, he bowed respectfully to the Duke of England: "Greetings, Father."

Looking at his haggard son, the British Duke was both angry and ashamed.

He couldn't even save his own son, so what kind of British prince is he?

"My son, is there a deficiency in your body?" He asked with concern, Yuan Bin did not dare to be careless, but respectfully said: "Go back to father, I am fine."

After a pause, he said bitterly, "As long as brother is happy, he can do whatever he wants."

The Duke of England's guilt-ridden heart became even angrier after hearing his words.

Listen, this is what his son should say!

Such a gentle child was forced into such a state by Yuan Shuo's rebellious son!

Seeing his son's black and blue eyes, the British Duke's anger rose again: "Presumptuous!"

He slapped the table heavily: "I'm not dead yet, so why put his mood first?"

"His body doesn't make people happy every day, so he doesn't make others happy!"

While speaking, he said with a gloomy face: "I want to see how he feels when he sees his brother being tortured into such a state by him!"

After all, he took Yuan Bin and walked towards Yuan Shuo's courtyard, but he didn't realize that Yuan Bin's face behind him was extremely ugly.

At this moment, Yuan Bin only has regrets in his heart. He originally wanted to use the British Duke's mind to play Yuan Shuo, but he didn't know that the British Duke suddenly fell into hysteria.

He just came out of the small courtyard, if he angered Yuan Shuo again, wouldn't he go in again?

Yuan Bin doesn't want to continue that suffocating life anymore!

But helplessly, the Duke of England was also someone he could not afford to offend.

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