Chapter 31 Get Out
The veins on Wen Zhengtian's neck were exposed, his nostrils were flaring, and his temples were throbbing; but the pain in his heart was unbearable.
He really didn't expect Situ Ming to stab him with a knife. In the past, it was just a flesh wound, not a vital injury. He knew his limits.
Situ Ming didn't care at all how angry Wen Zhengtian was.
He just looked at this person calmly, with a faint smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
It was as if the sharp knife piercing my heart did not exist at this moment.
It was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, not even a ripple could be stirred.
The two of them just stared at each other, one like a tsunami and volcano, the other as quiet as the ocean.
When Duan Peng and the doctor came in and saw this scene, they were so frightened that their breathing became much lighter.
When Wen Zhengtian saw the doctor, he roared with murderous eyes, "Are you dead?"
Then he angrily said to Situ Ming: "When he is cured, get him out. I don't want to see this little bastard again!"
He turned around and walked out gritting his teeth, and no one saw Wen Zhengtian's moist eyes.
Situ Ming lowered his head, his eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes.
The resolute energy was completely gone.
The arm slowly dropped, and the steel knife fell to the ground with a "bang".
Duan Peng looked at the young boy with complicated eyes.
The doctor next to him wanted to step forward to treat the wound, but was blocked by Situ Ming's arm.
"No, I can handle it myself."
With a mocking look on his face, he said, "Haha, I can't die again."
The young boy's face turned pale. Duan Peng stepped forward and grabbed his arm, saying helplessly, "Don't bother with your grandpa. He means no harm!"
Situ Ming broke free from Duan Peng's hand and replied nonchalantly, "Oh, I don't mean any harm, I just expressed my opinion calmly."
Then he went out.
His thin figure makes people feel distressed.
The doctor was a little at a loss. Duan Peng said, "Go and have a look. If everything is fine, you can go back."
"Okay, Mr. Duan."
Butler Zhu was walking back and forth in the huge living room alone, extremely worried.
Master Wen was still furious when he stepped onto the fourth floor.
After a while, Situ Ming came out of the study and walked towards the living room.
Looking closely, there were fresh drops of blood on the stairs, his chest was dark red, and his face was frighteningly pale.
The old housekeeper was very worried.
What’s going on? Wasn’t there only the sound of the whip?
His hands holding the medicine box were shaking, and he staggered to Situ Ming and caught him who had just fainted.
The pair of hands trembled even more violently, and he kept shouting, "Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up! Master, don't scare me!"
In fact, Duan Peng was following behind Situ Ming, but...
Seeing Situ Ming fainted, he immediately picked up the young boy, ran to Situ Ming's room, and gently put him on the bed. The doctor followed closely to examine him and treat his wounds.
When the old housekeeper saw Duan Peng, he asked with red eyes, "Duan Peng, can you give me an explanation?"
This time he didn't care about seniority or inferiority. Normally he wouldn't dare to speak like this.
But this time, Situ Ming was really seriously injured!
Duan Peng had no way to explain, so he just gave a brief account of what happened in the study.
He then carefully selected his words and said, "Since the young master was brought back, Uncle Wen has also been seriously learning to be a qualified guardian. He is just anxious to train the young master into a qualified heir.
The approach was a bit extreme. In fact, every time the young master was beaten, Uncle Wen would secretly cry. "
In fact, Duan Peng didn’t say anything else. Wen Zhengtian must have health problems, which is why he acted so extreme!
Wen's Group cannot be without an heir!
Ever since Butler Zhu followed the young master, he has loved him like his own grandson.
He could understand why the young master protected the little girl. Regardless of the idea of buying fast food for two thousand yuan, Li San admired her and praised the girl for her foresight.
Not to mention, he has helped the young master many times.
The young master actually has a very soft heart.
Butler Zhu said bitterly: "I know."
But he didn't look at Duan Peng at all.
Duan Peng was also helpless.
In the dim room, Wen Zhengtian held the photo of his wife in his arms, his heart aching as if it was about to explode.
"Yinyin, Tong Le actually stabbed himself with a knife. I just wanted to scare him, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this."
"Yinyin, my body is not in good condition. I am afraid that I won't be able to see Tongle grow up!"
"Wife, please teach me what to do?"
"It's fine if you leave so early, but why did Cai Ling and Le Le leave too?"
The tears fell on the expensive carpet and disappeared into the fluff.
Gradually, the old man's figure merged into the darkness, leaving only a faint sigh.
Later, Duan Peng stood outside the door and reported on Situ Ming's physical condition. Wen Zhengtian just nodded lightly.
Situ Ming was unconscious for an hour and then suddenly woke up. At that time, Butler Zhu was preparing anti-inflammatory drugs.
Seeing Situ Ming open his eyes, he cried with joy, his voice unsteady, "Young Master, are you awake? This is anti-inflammatory medicine, take it quickly."
Situ Ming sat up, took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp.
Suddenly he raised his eyes and said to Butler Zhu, "Tell Li San to come see me tomorrow at noon. Has Yang Zhuo returned?"
Butler Zhu said sternly, "You asked him to go investigate something the afternoon before yesterday, but he hasn't come back yet."
Situ Ming frowned, then relaxed his brows, "Well, Uncle Zhu, Wen Zhengtian knows everything, and he doesn't think highly of us. We must completely cut off ties with the people of the Longxing Tribe."
Butler Zhu was horrified, "You mean, Long Xing was a trap set by those people? But, it wasn't Madam..."
The Longxing Department is a place abroad that specializes in training killers.
No one knows who it belongs to, but Situ Ming knows that this place specializes in training top killers, and its founder is Situ Kun.
The standard is: do not participate in any activities, but only buy and sell killers, and they are the kind that are bought out.
In the black market abroad, this is a fairly legal business.
Only Yang Zhuo is an exception.
That year, Situ Ming's mother Wen Cailing went abroad on business and accidentally saw Yang Zhuo covered in blood, so she saved him.
At that time, Yang Zhuo had just come out of Longxing and was surrounded by several people whose strength was far superior to his.
If Wen Cailing hadn't been there that day, Yang Zhuo would have had no choice but to die.
Soon Wen Cailing passed away and had to return to Longxing. As soon as Wen Zhengtian took Situ Ming back, he bought out Yang Zhuo and gave him to Situ Ming as a bodyguard in the name of Wen Cailing.
Then she followed Situ Ming wholeheartedly.
It's just that I didn't cut off contact with the Longxing Department in order to investigate some things.
Situ Ming nodded solemnly, "Let Yang Zhuo and Long Xing completely cut off contact. We won't confront them head-on. Let him return to school."
Butler Zhu hesitated to speak, Situ Ming smiled faintly, "Uncle Zhu, Wen Zhengtian made me realize one thing, I am not strong, I am too weak, lying dormant is what I should do most now."
Butler Zhu was relieved, as long as the young master was not depressed. After listening to what Duan Peng said, he was really worried that the young master could not bear the pressure and would become depressed.
Butler Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Young Master, should we continue to live here, or should we move to the house that is closer to the school?"
Situ Ming looked deep into the night outside the bay window, "It's a bit abnormal for this old man to be so radical here."
Butler Zhu is sometimes speechless, just like now.