As Feng Jing said this, Dabao curled his lips and said angrily: "This Tang Monk is not good at thinking. Wukong is clearly helping him, but he actually hurt Wukong."
Feng Jing heard Dabao's words and reminded him: "Tang Seng didn't know that it was the White Bone Spirit. He was a mortal fetus with naked eyes. If you were Wukong, what would you do?"
Dabao thought for a while and spoke: "Tang Seng will suffer a loss for a long time, and he will have a long memory. See if he dares to question Wukong's words in the future."
Feng Jing looked at Erbao again: "What if you were Wukong?"
"Wukong can turn Tang Monk into a leaf and turn Tang Monk into himself, so that he can see what kind of bad thing the old lady is?"
Sanbao couldn't wait to say, "What's the point of doing? Just beat Tang Monk to death with one stick."
The little Sibao quickly said, "The robes and the nine-ring tin battle on him are treasures, and it must be worth a lot of money if they are sold."
Feng Jing looked at the Three Treasures and Four Treasures with amused and crying, and what they all have to do.
But the four treasures are fine, at most they are thinking about money, are the three treasures too bloody?
"Three treasures, that is the master. You will be a master for a lifetime. Why do you beat your master to death at any time? Then what will happen to your mother do that is not your wish? You beat your mother to death with one stick."
Sanbao quickly shook his head: "No, I just saw him bullying Wukong and getting angry."
"You can't beat people to death even if you are angry, do you know?"
Feng Jing looked at him seriously and criticized: "You can't just beat someone to death just because something is not suitable for you, do you know?"
Sanbao thought about it, and his mother was right and nodded quickly: "Mom, I remember it, I will never kill anyone else in the future."
Feng Jing looked at the big treasure, the second treasure, the fourth treasure, and the three little guys nodded together: "Mom, we remember it."
Feng Jing smiled and kissed their little faces, saying, "We don't need to repay kindness with kindness, but we can't become a person who kills them."
"Mom, we remember."
Feng Jing smiled and told them stories. Although it was just a simple story, Feng Jing always talked about some truths to make them open-minded.
Because Feng Jing has often accompanied the little guy for a while, now that she is out, the little guys don’t insist on following him anymore.
There are many fun things in the mansion, and Changde and Changcai are accompanied by monkeys and monkeys. They have to learn a lot every day, and they are full of time and have no time to follow their mother.
Feng Jing felt relieved when she saw them like this.
After breakfast in the morning, I took Xinghua to Chunyan Hall with me.
Pei Shu came early, and the bruises on his face faded a lot today.
Now he doesn't wear a cloak.
Feng Jing had known before that Pei Shu had a good appearance, but was covered by the bruises. Now the bruises have faded a little, revealing his original appearance, just as beautiful as Feng Jing guessed.
The delicate and three-dimensional facial features are as bright as cold jade, with long eyebrows entering the temples, and eyes as cold as autumn water.
He has a long and straight figure. He has an ordinary person who is not as elegant and ethereal as he is wearing a plain blue shirt, and is indescribable elegant and spiritual.
Feng Jing looked at him like this and couldn't help but exclaim: "Young Master Pei Shu is really a stunning person on earth."
Pei Shu's cheeks flushed involuntarily, and she didn't dare to stare at Feng Jing. She turned around and looked elsewhere, and said softly: "Miss Rong, can I apply an injection?"
Feng Jing was just inspired and didn't really want to harass her. After hearing Pei Shu's words, she immediately took out the golden needle and applied it to Pei Shu.
The second injection was applied, and the black blood came out of the bruises on the face and body was much less than yesterday.
Feng Jing smiled and reminded: "After taking a bath today, there will be less bruises on her face tomorrow. If you apply another injection tomorrow, there will be basically no bruises."
"Thank you, Rong Yan, if I hadn't had you, I wouldn't have seen the light again. If I need a place where I am Pei Shu in the future, just speak up and I will do my best to help you."
Feng Jing smiled and took the golden needle: "Don't be so exaggerated. We have already agreed. I will help you detoxify. You can keep me in your clinic and I will come to the clinic tomorrow."
Pei Shu was about to speak when the shopkeeper outside the door ran in a hurry: "Miss Rong, Wang Tongzhi's wife is here to pay homage to you."
Feng Jing turned around in surprise and looked at the shopkeeper. She didn't want to see her uncle and aunt at this time, but she had saved her uncle's life before, so it was common sense for him to thank her.
"Please come in."
The shopkeeper turned around and went out, Feng Jing packed up her things and sat down at Pei Shu's head.
Wang Tongzhi and his wife came quickly outside.
In addition to coming, they also brought a bunch of gifts to thank Fengjing.
"Thank you, Miss Rong. If it weren't for you, my husband would have died, thank you."
Mrs. Wang gave a big gift, and Feng Jing quickly avoided it.
She looked up at Liuyang Tongzhi Wang Liang, who is her uncle.
Uncle Wang Liang stared at Feng Jing and was stunned.
Although Feng Jing disguised herself, she only applied dull foundation, drew her eyebrows, and had some freckles.
Her facial features remained unchanged. When Wang Liang saw her, he seemed to see his sister Wang Wu, and was stunned for a moment.
When Feng Jing saw his expression, she felt something was wrong. She was afraid that he would recognize him and spoke quickly.
"Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang, you don't have to be too polite. As a doctor, it is necessary to save lives and heal the wounded. You don't have to worry about it."
After hearing her words, Wang Liang woke up. This was his benefactor who saved his life, not his sister or his niece.
Thinking of his niece, Wang Liang was in a bad mood. Jingjing was obviously plotted by the people from Zhennan Hou Mansion. It was a pity that his uncle could not help her at all.
Wang Liang was sad and said in a bad mood: "Miss to save her life, Wang will never dare to forget it. If there is a place where I, Wang Liang, in the future, I will just speak."
"You are polite, Lord Wang."
Feng Jing didn't dare to keep Wang Liang very much. After all, he was a person with blood ties. If he aroused his suspicion, Pei Lin would definitely be alarmed, so he asked them to go back quickly.
"I still have patients, so go back with my lord and my wife."
Wang Liang and his wife gave Feng Jing a big gift. How could Feng Jing bear it? He quickly avoided it.
Mrs. Wang invited Feng Jing to visit the palace, but Feng Jing refused: "Madam, don't be too polite. I will visit the palace when I have time in the future."
Outside the door, Manager Zhang walked in: "Miss Rong, the patient from yesterday has arrived."
When Wang Liang and Mrs. Wang saw that Feng Jing had a patient and were not good enough to stay, they said goodbye and left.
While the two of them were walking out with their servants, Mrs. Wang asked Wang Liang strangely: "Master, what have you been staring at Miss Rong just now?"
Wang Liang thought of his sister Wang Wu and sighed and murmured: "How similar is she and her sister, me?"
Wang Liangyi said that Mrs. Wang remembered Feng Jing's appearance and nodded in agreement: "It really looks a bit like that."
The couple walked out and met Pei Lin and others who came in outside the door. Pei Lin vaguely heard something that looked like it.
Pei Lin didn't know Wang Liang at first, but he had brought people to Liuyang to find Feng Jing before, and had met Wang Liang secretly, and recognized Wang Liang as soon as he met him.