Chapter 712: Who Is Fate in Jinling City, Fang Dehua Outside the Treasure Gate

Jin Zhong was getting old, and although his body looked healthy, he couldn't stand the blow.

The nephew Jin Yi has been living and studying in Jin Zhong's house, and the old couple also regarded it as their own, but a disaster happened, and the good-looking man was taken away by Jin Yiwei.

Jin Zhong felt very aggrieved, Jin Yi was only studying in the Imperial College, and Xiu Mu mostly discussed articles with his classmates when he returned home, so slandering the king is really a disaster.

But he couldn't go to Zhu Di to plead for justice.

Ji Gang's recent rampage is not without Zhu Di's connivance. As for why, you only need to look at the current order in the court to know.

"Your Majesty today is similar to Emperor Taizu Gao. They are both resolute and indomitable. In the past two years, too many people have forgotten this, so this is His Majesty's counterattack! And Ji Gang is just that knife!"

Jin Zhong took his wife's hand out of breath: "Don't go looking for someone, this matter is not His Majesty's handwriting, but Ji Gang's beating husband."

Jin Zhong's wife nodded in pain: "Master, what exactly does Ji Gang want to do?"

"Who knows?"

Jin Zhong felt that his body was burning hot, and his eyes were dizzy.

"But for my husband's sake, he is looking for death... little devil, little devil..."

"My lord! Come, please come, the imperial doctor!"

The imperial doctor came in a hurry, and asked about the situation after taking the pulse, with a confused look on his face.

"My lord said you little ghost? Hiss... Could it be that evil energy enters the body, the righteous does not suppress the evil, and the positive sees the negative..."

Jin Zhong's wife was sweating all over when she heard it, and she asked in a panic, "Is there a way to suppress it?"

The imperial doctor stroked his beard and said: "The lower officials have some tricks, but the boss is old and can't stand it! Or find someone with a tough life to suppress it."

"Woo woo woo..."

As soon as these words came out, the maids and servants all knelt down and cried, and one of the nuns also knelt down with a child in their arms.

But Jin Zhong's wife asked firmly, "Who knows whose life is the hardest in Jinling City?"

The maids and servants looked at each other, and finally someone said: "Ma'am, I heard that Xinghe Bo has a very evil spirit. I think those little devils are afraid of him."

"That's right Ma'am, it was Xing He Bo who rescued the master last time, and Xing He Bo was a soulless person back then, so he can heal on his own, which shows how hard his life is!"

Fang Xing was in a coma for three years, and the doctors at the time said it was a disease of leaving the soul, which would never heal for the rest of his life.

"Then invite them, that's all, I'll go by myself!"

...

Fang Xing's life was very comfortable, and in the few days since he came back, he would go out with relatives and friends, and then squat at home to watch over his wife.

Since Fang Xing came back, Zhang Shuhui's appetite has improved, her energy has also improved, and her whole body has taken on a new look. Even the child in her belly has become much more lively, and she often practices boxing inside.

"Husband, it must be a boy. Feel it, how powerful is this calf kick! Ouch! He punched me again."

Fang Xing felt a little moved, so he squatted down, put his ear on Zhang Shuhui's stomach, and listened carefully.

Before the arrival of the child, parents are always full of longing and tension, carefully caring for the continuation of this life.

With a slight touch, Fang Xing felt it. At this moment, an inexplicable emotion made his heart throb.

This is my child!

The extension of my blood in this world!

"master."

Fang Xing stood up unhappily, and the servant girl didn't speak, now he understood.

"Take a break."

Fang Xing settled Zhang Shuhui first, and after explaining to Xiao Bai, he went out to question her.

"Master, Lord Jin Zhongjin's wife is here."

Fang Xing had a headache, thinking that this is not the nephew who begged himself to save Jin Zhong.

In the front hall, just as Fang Xing cupped his hands, Jin Zhong's wife knelt down.

Fuck!

Fang Xing quickly jumped to the side, and changed his expression: "Madam, please don't, I can't stand it."

"Get up quickly!"

A few servant girls came in, hurriedly lifted the old lady up, and then served tea.

"This old man knows that Mrs. Uncle is raising a baby, so it's helpless to come here today with the audacity.

The old man at home seems to be bewitched by an evil spirit, and Xing and Uncle are very angry, I beg you..."

Fang Xing's complexion changed slightly. Although he usually doesn't believe in these things, but now that the child has not landed, he is not willing to touch any taboo things.

Only when you have nothing to do with yourself can you talk about it!

However, thinking of Jin Zhong's reminders and care several times, Fang Xing sighed: "Compare your heart, old lady, and wait for Fang to prepare."

...

Jin Zhong's mouth was chapped, with blisters at the corners of his mouth, and his face was reddish.

Fang Xing didn't think he was seriously ill at first glance.

"What did the imperial doctor say?"

"It's said to be bewitched. Whether it's good or not depends on whether the lives of the people we invite are hard or not."

Damn it!

Fang Xing suppressed his anger and said: "It's okay, I just came back from North Korea, and the murders I did are not too many, it's like 10,000 to 20,000."

call!

The butler of the Jin family stumbled back a few steps as if blown by a strong wind.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "Benbo wants to see the imperial doctor, find a place."

In a guest room, Fang Xing saw the imperial doctor named Jiao Huang.

"I met Xing Hebo."

"Can I have a chat with Dr. Jiao alone?"

The butler was taken aback, then nodded and left.

There were only two people left in the room, Jiao Huang forced a smile and said, "Xing He Bo, Mr. Jin is sick..."

"He shouldn't be seriously ill, right?"

Fang Xing cut off his words, and said with a gloomy gaze, "What are you afraid of?"

"It's nothing, I'm just doing my best." Jiao Huang's complexion changed drastically.

Fang Xing sighed: "Are you afraid of His Majesty? Or are you afraid of Ji Gang!"

Jiao Huang was startled, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Xing, it's nothing, the doctor's parents have the heart, and the next official will not violate his conscience."

"You're scared!"

Fang Xing pointed to Jiao Huang's trembling hand and said, "If you didn't have something to fall into Ji Gang's hands, then you are afraid of His Majesty!"

Fang Xing closed the door and said in a deep voice, "What did you hear? Or are you just guessing?"

Jiao Huang said with difficulty: "Guess."

"You are afraid that after you cure Lord Jin, His Majesty will deal with you in private, right?"

Jiao Huang nodded, Fang Xing had once rescued the little princess, so he was still well-known in the Tai Hospital.

Everyone thought he was an expert at Xinglin, if he found out, no matter what Zhu Di thought, he would be too anxious to walk around!

Seeing Jiao Huang nodding, Fang Xing let out a long and bitter sigh.

This is nothing short of a disaster!

"Your Majesty will not touch Mr. Jin, you go to re-diagnose the pulse and prescribe medicine."

Jiao Huang laughed dryly: "Uncle Xinghe, there are still wives and children in the Xiaguan's family, so I dare not take risks!"

"At your sister's risk!"

No matter how good-tempered Fang Xing was, he couldn't help it anymore. He shouted: "Lord Jin is loyal to His Majesty, and has also taken on the heavy responsibility of teaching the two Highnesses. You are pretending to be smart!"

"As an imperial doctor, you are at least half of the people in the officialdom. How many smart guys end up dying, do you want to be the next one? Hurry up and prescribe medicine. If His Majesty wants to do something, it will be Ben who will be the first to be stabbed! "

Fang Xing pointed to the door and threatened: "If you don't put your heart into it, Ben will go face the saint!"