The Talented Doctor

In the Mo Jingxuan of the Shen Medicine Mansion.

Nangong Xin was pressing on Tong Bing to vent his depression and torment him severely. Suddenly an anxious voice from the guard came from the door, "San Ye, someone is coming!"

Nangong Xin raised his brows and was about to scold the guard for being impatient and daring to disturb him.

The closed door was slammed open.

The disgusting smell spread, making the person who broke in frowned in disgust.

Nangong Xin looked up and wanted to yell at him, but when he saw the person, he jumped out of the bed in fright.

I saw that standing at the door turned out to be his second brother, Nangonghua, the owner of the Nangong family.

Standing behind Nangonghua were his mother, the old lady of the Nangong family, and Yun Jingxue who was supporting the old lady.

Nangonghua looked at his younger brother who was panicking and grabbing his clothes to cover up his fat, and the disgust in his eyes became even worse, "Hurry up and get out of here!"

As he said, he glanced at Tong Bing in the room, his eyes were as if he was looking at a pile of rubbish.

Nangongxin dared to be arrogant to others, but where did he dare to put on the score in front of his second brother.

Nangonghua is now the Patriarch of the Nangong family. He wants resources and wants to live a happy life. Nangonghua has to provide it. Otherwise, his talent is rubbish, he needs to be talented, and he wants to be an unsightly person. How could it be possible? Live such a comfortable life.

When Nangonghua left, he quickly put on his clothes and hurriedly followed.

Tong Bing waited for Nangong Xin to go out before frowning, and got up to heal his body with spiritual power.

However, his spiritual power was weak, and the scars on his body that Nangong Xin had tortured were too deep, and he kept breathing in air-conditioning in pain.

The hatred in Tong Bing's heart surged little by little.

Not only hate Nangongxin's methods of torturing him, but also hate Xi Yue.

Everyone who met Xi Yue was so fascinated, whether it was Xuan Mu, Nangong Yu or Nangong Xin.

But Nangongxin, the **** couldn't ask for it, and even vented by torturing him.

It's all Xi Yue! It's all that **** Xi Yue!

If it weren't for her, she would still be that pure and white lotus-like Tong Bing, where would she end up in this field?

Looking at the wound on his body, Tong Bing almost showed a distorted expression on his face.

However, suddenly he glanced at the guard who looked inside, and the hideousness on his face immediately turned into a pitiful cry.

The guard at the gate saw him like this, looked at his frail body, and his face was childlike, with a little pity in his heart.

I couldn't help stepping forward and said: "You can't do this, I have some medicine for injuries, let me use it for you."

With that, he took the wound medicine from his storage bag and handed it over.

The tears in Tong Bing's eyes fell down, and his appearance was really unspeakable and pitiful, and his hoarse voice pleaded: "The wound on my body hurts, can you please help me heal it with spiritual power."

Spiritual power can relieve the pain, the guard didn't think much, and immediately used the spiritual power to slowly caress the hideous wound on the young man's body.

When the spiritual force stroked the Dantian part, Tong Bing's eyes flashed a fierce sharp light, and the dagger that he did not know when in his hand plunged into the guard's chest mercilessly, and then the swallowing power of the Dantian instantly activated.

The power of devouring can only be activated against people who are willing or who have no resistance. Faced with people who are stronger than oneself, there is no use at all.

Tong Bing waited for more than half a month, maintaining a weak and harmless appearance, to win the sympathy of the people around him, for this moment.