The doctor looked at Mao Feng's eagerness, with unbearable and disdainful eyes: "After the young master's injury is healed, he can no longer hold heavy objects in his right hand."
Mao Feng took a step back, "What do you mean?"
"The eldest master's hand was injured by the meridian, even after healed it will leave hidden dangers."
"That is to say, Feng'er's hand is considered useless?"
The doctor was silent, which was acquiescence.
Mao Feng clenched his hands, the blue veins on the back of his hands violently jumped, his face was full of anger, his last punch was on the table, and he shouted: "Who is it? Who is so cruel that hurt my son like this?"
There were only three people in the room, and now the injured Mao Shitang fainted due to excessive blood loss, so no one could answer him.
Mao Feng, who was furious because his son's right hand was abandoned, and the other doctors took care of Mao Shitang's injury and went outside and asked them to bring all the guards who had been locked up in front of them.
"Say, who on earth hurt the young master?"
One of the guards hesitated and said: "Back to your lord, the young master was injured in a jade shop. At that time, the young master refused to let us follow, so..."
Mao Feng said viciously: "So you don't know who it is at all, right?"
Seeing that the situation was wrong, the guard hurriedly said: "Although the subordinate does not know the identity of the other party, the subordinate remembers the person's appearance. There is also a woman with him. If the adult sends someone to find it, it should be very easy to find."
Mao Feng asked him to draw the portrait of the man based on the description of the guard. He didn't know the woman, but the man knew how to see it.
It just so happened that Mao Shitang woke up at this moment, and Mao Feng hurriedly dropped the portrait to visit him.
"Setang, what do you think?"
Mao Shitang said: "The pain in my hands is so painful."
When Mao Feng saw his son's hands wrapped like rice dumplings, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
But now he can't let Mao Shitang know about his injury, so he can only show a smile and comfort him: "It's okay, it's fine when the wound is healed."
Mao Shitang was so embarrassed that he didn't suffer from the pain in the past and roared to find the place back. Mao Feng was surprised.
"Son, do you know who hurt you? Go and ask you for justice for your father!"
Mao Shitang lay down and raised the quilt to face the wall, "Forget it, it's me who is wrong first. People should teach me a lesson."
Mao Feng was even more strange, "When did you become so sensible?"
Mao Shitang stopped talking, and he didn't really fall asleep or pretended to be asleep.
Upon seeing this, Mao Feng had to get up and went out. He could not get any clues from Mao Shitang, so he had to let people take the portrait and go out to find someone. And he himself looked closely at the portrait of the man.
After a while, Mao Feng suddenly stood up, and he finally knew who this person was. Not long ago, he was still collecting dust for him in the county mansion, but he didn't expect Mao Shitang to commit crimes to him!
The sweat on Mao Feng's forehead was about to come off, and people hurriedly called back the guards who were looking for someone on the street, while he himself walked around the house, wondering if Mao Shitang had offended him.
When the guards came back, Mao Feng called the few people who had followed Mao Shitang out to ask them what happened.
The guard probably said that when Mao Feng learned that Mao Shitang had gone to the woman, he was so frightened that he sat on the chair—if he guessed right, the woman should be Princess Chu.
Mao Feng could not wait to drag Mao Shitang up and beat him up. He used to behave badly in Huazhou City and his old man went to clean up the mess. He didn't expect to kick to the iron plate now, and even asked him to mention him before he came. Wake up, how can Mao Feng not be angry
The furious Mao Feng went to drag Mao Shitang up, and no matter whether he was reluctant or not, he took him to Ling Chuyao to apologize.
"The prince, the dog has no eyes to know Taishan, and offended the princess. He also asked the prince to forgive him this time!"
Ling Chuyao was sitting in the main seat and drinking tea slowly, without even giving Mao Feng and his son a look. His behavior made Mao Feng even more nervous, and he had to kick Mao Shitang on top of him, "Nizi, why don't you apologize to the prince?"
Mao Shitang lowered his head and glanced at Ling Chuyao very quickly when he heard Mao Feng's words, his lips pressed tightly.
He has been arrogant for more than 20 years, how can he expect to have today? But Ling Chuyao's hand exposed in the jade store and what the guard said really shocked him.
Then I changed my mind, so what if Ling Chuyao is the prince? When he arrived in the northwest, he was not unfamiliar with his place. Mao Shitang is the local snake here. If he wants to, he will be killed sooner or later!
Now he was forced by Mao Feng to admit his mistake to the man who was going to die sooner or later, not to mention how frustrated he was.
But now the situation is stronger than that of people. Mao Shitang has always been able to bend and stretch. He lowered his head and said: "The prince, it was a villain who offended before, and please let the prince ignore the predicament and let the villain take the initiative.
Ling Chuyao stepped out of his seat and walked to Mao Shitang, "I heard that you often do things to bully men and women in Huazhou City. This is not the first time, right?"
Mao Shitang's heart was shaken by his tone, somehow his arms were densely covered with goose bumps.
Mao Feng smiled shyly: "It's all rumors, all rumors, haha, rumors are fierce than tigers, Lord, you don't know."
Ling Chuyao stood up straight, looked down at the father and son, and said casually: "Before you didn't care about your own king, you didn't want to worry about it, but in the future, remember not to appear in front of the king and the princess. Remember to retreat wherever there is a king."
When Mao Feng heard his tone, he obviously didn't pursue it. He hurriedly agreed, "That's for sure, that's for sure. From now on, Feng'er will never appear in front of you and the princess."
Mao Shitang thought about the beauty he had seen before, and he was dissatisfied, but as soon as he raised his head to meet Ling Chuyao's murderous gaze, he could only lower his head again.
"That... Is the princess okay?" Mao Feng glanced at Ling Chuyao's face and asked carefully.
"Nothing." Ling Chuyao said, "You should withdraw first."
After leaving the temporary residence of the Prince of Chu, Mao Feng told his face: "Remember, don't commit crimes to him again in the future, otherwise you won't know if you will have such good luck next time."
Mao Shitang didn't speak, and walked forward with his head down.
Mao Feng looked at him like this and stopped fighting, "Did you hear that? Otherwise, I won't be able to help you next time!"
Mao Shitang finally gave a response. He turned around and glanced at the house, his eyes sullen, "One day, I want him to survive and die!"
Mao Feng was taken aback, and quickly looked back and found that the guard at the door hadn't paid attention to it before he was relieved, "Your kid has grown ambitious and courageous, right? Do you think that one is so easy to send? Today? It is estimated that the newcomers will not be held accountable."