Chapter 1139 Was used? (three more)
"Master Hou, it's almost there, if you kick it further, you will be seriously injured if you don't die."
Ning Anhou just wanted to stop, when he heard the words, he got off the donkey and retracted his feet.
And Fang Hongmao had already vomited a mouthful of blood, even on the ground, and people fainted on the ground.
I thought that Marquis Ning An would bring someone back immediately, but he didn't expect him to sit directly on the chair next to him, and said calmly, "Azhe, you are good at medicine, help me wake him up."
He was the one who kicked the ?? person. He knew the situation very well, and he didn't kick any vital points. Although it looked serious, it was definitely not life-threatening.
Murong Zhe nodded and asked his three sons to help him. After carefully examining Fang Hongmao's injury, he finally used the old method to let Murong Kuan put a needle in his man.
Fang Hongmao suddenly woke up in pain and saw his grandfather across from him at a glance.
Thinking of the beating just now, he immediately closed his eyes in despair.
God, why let him wake up, it's better to just let him pass out.
Today's grandfather is really terrible, no wonder Yucheng dare not join him.
and many more.
Geng Yucheng was so determined to distance himself from him that day, did he expect the current situation?
Did he deliberately let himself take the lead to test his grandfather's attitude?
Wasn't he being used by Geng Yucheng?
Even if Fang Hongmao closed his eyes, Ning Anhou could see that his eyes were still rolling around, and he sneered: "Since you are awake, just get up for me, I know how hard I have used, I will definitely die. No. If you don't get up again, Ben Hou will immediately throw you on the mountain and let you fend for yourself!"
Fang Hongmao's body trembled, so he had to open his eyes, stood up with difficulty, and knelt obediently in front of his grandfather.
"Grandfather...grandfather, I..."
"Don't call me grandfather, I don't have unfilial descendants like you! Go and wipe the blood off the ground."
Fang Hongmao glanced at the blood on the ground with a pale face, and said with a bitter face: "Grandfather, I... I was wrong, I will never dare again, and you... look, my hand is also injured, you hit me. I was beaten, scolded and scolded, two things I planned, one of them failed, so please forgive me this time."
As soon as his voice fell, a handkerchief suddenly appeared in front of him.
Before he could react, he heard Murong Lingran say lightly, "Here, what fell out of your body just now, go and wipe it."
The corners of Ning Anhou's mouth twitched violently. As expected, it was the same as what he had investigated before. Although Murong Lingran was young, he held grudges very tightly.
Fang Hongmao almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, but thinking that he still needs to wipe it out, he had to endure the discomfort and swallow it again.
took a careful look at my grandfather, saw that he had no objection, gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to take the handkerchief and wipe the floor obediently.
It's just that he has never done rough work, and the fact that he wipes the floor like this is even more appalling.
Looking at the blood on the ground, Murong Zhe said helplessly: "Master Hou, forget it, the family will wipe it."
Let a young master like him wipe it, it is estimated that it will not be finished tomorrow.
Tong Wenwen said very sensible and authentic: "I'm going to bring water and wipe it."
Now that the master has spoken, the Marquis of Ning An has nothing to say. He looked at Fang Hongmao coldly and said, "Trash, you can't even clean the ground, what's the use of keeping you? What are you doing lying on the ground? Give it to me and They apologize."
Fang Hongmao did not dare to resist, and knelt down obediently in the direction of Murong Zhe's family.
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