Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 89 He is dying, save him
"How can such a child be injured so badly?" Yang Jingming looked at the man in front of him, and said seriously with a straight face.

"Heal the wound first."

Yan Yi frowned, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied in a deep tone.

Yang Jingming shook his head, sighed, and said:

"You know, his injury is in the heart. The injury that can be seen from the outside doesn't matter. It can be healed after taking a few medicines. I'm afraid I can't do anything about the injury inside. The people who attacked him were too ruthless. Stay alive."

"I know, heal the wound first."

Yan Yihei had a serious face, suppressed the fierce light in his eyes, got up and left this sentence, and left the hospital without looking back.

Lu Dingyuan stood outside the door blankly, listening to Yang Jingming's word for word.

"There is no way to survive, no way to survive..." Lu Dingyuan kept repeating this sentence with trembling lips.

It took a long time before Lu Dingyuan regained his senses, turned around and ran frantically towards the outside of the medical hall.

In Qingfeng Academy, Yan Yi was holding a thick black-brown ruler, with frost in his brows and eyes, and a commanding aura, even though his back was turned to his body, it still made people feel terrified.

Behind him stood a man with a stout figure, but at this moment, his body was shaking like a sieve, his head was hanging down, and he didn't dare to lift up to look at the man opposite him.

"Snapped!"

"Ah~"

Yan Yi turned around, and the ruler in his hand landed on Jiang Wei's body without any deviation. With one foot down, his skin was torn apart. Jiang Wei's eyes dodged, and he clutched the pain on his waist, not daring to move a step.

"Snapped!"

It was another foot of whipping, much stronger than the first time, Jiang Wei was terrified, the pain made him lose his sense of fear, raised his head, and looked at the person who beat him with resentment in his eyes, and within a moment, he knelt down in front of Yan Yi in fear .

"Master Yan, I was wrong..."

Jiang Wei was crying, his lips trembling uncontrollably, two feet, two feet, one foot to the flesh, he swore that he had never suffered such a painful beating in his life.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Three feet in a row, Jiang Wei just wanted to get up and ran, Yan Yi twisted his back collar, began to hit him one foot at a time, towards the soft flesh of his waist.

"Master Yan, you will regret it!"

Jiang Wei was beaten so painfully that he yelled at him crazily. He thought that by doing so, the beating ruler would stop the ruler in his hand. Unexpectedly, instead of stopping, the ruler beat him even harder onto his flesh.

He was scared, and now he was really scared...

In the northwest of Qianfeng Town, among many houses, there is a large house, built of blue bricks and stone tiles, with a pair of stone lions in front of the door, majestic and sturdy.

In the hospital, Lu Dingyuan, who had left the hospital quickly, quietly ran back to his home.

"Mother, mother, it's not good, it's not good."

As soon as Lu Dingyuan entered the gate of the compound, he shouted at the top of his voice.

In the wing room, Qu Qiuran, who was taking a nap, was terrified by the voice, quickly put on his coat, and hurried out of the room.

"Lu Dingyuan, it's noon, you're not at the academy, what are you doing back here?"

At first, she thought that something happened, and she was so worried, but now she saw this kid sitting on the ground, she couldn't get angry, she stepped forward, twisted his ears, and pulled him up from the ground.

"Mother, mother, listen to me first, don't twist your ears." Lu Dingyuan was hurt by Qu Qiuran's pinching, and he opened his mouth quickly.

"Say, if you can't say anything today, come here and see if I don't punish you!"

Qu Qiuran let him go, looked him up and down, turned around and walked towards the lobby.

Lu Dingyuan rubbed his ears in pain, remembering the reason why he came back, he hurriedly followed regardless of the pain.

"Mother, Jiangbei, let's save him, Doctor Yang said he is dying."

Lu Dingyuan's eyes were slightly red, and he was so excited that he stepped forward and grabbed Qu Qiuran's sleeve.

Qu Qiuran frowned seeing his unruly appearance, but still didn't scold him.

"Who is dying?"

"Jiangbei, Mother, Grilled Fish, remember Grilled Fish? It's her younger brother. He was beaten by Jiang Wei. Let's go rescue him, okay, Doctor Yang said he's dying soon."

Lu Dingyuan was so excited that he picked up the key points and said, looking up at his mother's indifferent look, he felt very sad.

"Jiang Wei? That arrogant and domineering grandson of the Jiang family?" Qu Qiuran narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Mother?" Lu Dingyuan didn't understand why his mother would ask such a question.

"You wait here for a while, I will go back."

Qu Qiuran walked away, leaving Lu Dingyuan fidgeting alone in the lobby.

In the study room, Qu Qiuran lightly knocked on the door, inside, a cold voice sounded after a while.

"Come in."

Qu Qiuran heard the sound, pushed the door open and entered with a slight smile on his lips.

"Sanggong, give me the Baosheng Pill."

"Huh? Who was injured?" Lu Qingchi frowned slightly, with a hint of eagerness in his voice.

"Your son's classmate." Qu Qiuran looked at the person in front of him tenderly. He was suave and suave, which is a perfect description for him.

"Student? But this Baosheng Pill, we only have this one, and it is reserved for Dingyuan."

"Master, Dingyuan is going to save him, we can't let him watch..." Qu Qiuran only spoke halfway, then stopped talking, just looked at her man with a smile.

She believed that he could understand what she meant.

Lu Qingchi was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and walked towards the bookshelf, and pressed a switch in a secret place.

The bookshelves parted left and right in an instant, revealing a stone door, and Lu Qingchi pressed the raised stone beads on the side again.

There was a sound of rubbing and tearing stones, and the stone door in front of him was opened.

Lu Qingchi sniffed, raised his sleeves and walked in.

After a while, he came out with an ancient sandalwood box in his hand, and handed it to Qu Qiuran.

"Since Dingyuan wants to save it, let's take it." Lu Qingchi curled his lips slightly, the soft sunlight reflected on his fair face, making his whole body more gentle and jade-like.

"Then you're busy, I'll go there first." Qu Qiuran's heart was beating wildly, and she hurriedly lowered her gaze to hide the emotion in her eyes.

After Qu Qiuran left, Lu Qingchi called his servants.

"Go and find out what happened in the academy today."

Lu Qingchi looked out of the study with cold eyes.

"Yes, master." The servant responded respectfully, turned around and left the door.

After the servant left, Lu Qingchi sat down at the desk, deep in thought.

"Dingyuan, let's go,"

Qu Qiuran took the box and hurried to the lobby, pulled his son and walked out.

On the carriage, Lu Dingyuan sat restlessly, looking out from time to time.

"Dingyuan, don't worry, we'll be there soon."

Seeing her son's restlessness, Qu Qiuran spoke comforting words. Liu Jiangbei was his classmate and a good friend he met in the college on his own initiative. He often talked about this matter, and she already knew about it.

Qu Qiuran's beautiful eyes turned, if they didn't help each other this time, this matter would leave a deep wound in his son's heart, which would never be healed.

This is also the reason why Lu Qingchi took out this Baosheng Pill.

In the medical hall, Yang Jingming prescribed a prescription, and asked the drug boy to grab the medicine quickly, and went to the backyard to boil it for Liu Jiangbei to drink.

Half an hour later, the medicine boy entered the room carrying a bowl of black soup.

Looking at the person lying on the bed, his face was pale, even though he fell asleep, his brows were still tightly frowned.

"Such a small person, how can he do it?"

The drug boy fed the medicine into Liu Jiangbei's mouth, perhaps because the medicine was too bitter, Liu Jiangbei's brows frowned even tighter.

"Drink it, it won't hurt so much after drinking it." Yaotong spoke softly, hoping he could hear.

After a long time, the medicine boy put away the medicine bowl, covered the person, and went out.

"Master, I drank the medicine, but I wasted a lot."

"Well, I see. You go and do other things first, and I'll go and have a look later." Yang Jingming knew that the child was seriously injured, so he was able to drink some soup, and the pain was slightly relieved.

only……

Ugh!
(End of this chapter)