In Cell No. 0 of Huadu Prison, under the dim light, a thin and medium-sized young man wearing a blue prison uniform was kneeling in front of an old man.
"Isn't it still half a year before you are released from prison?"
The old man, with disheveled hair and a calm spirit, was sitting cross-legged on the iron bed.
"I cured a big shot's illness and lost half a year of life!" the young man said calmly.
The old man nodded, his sunken eyes opened, and two sharp rays of light were emitted. He looked at Wan Yunting, the proud disciple kneeling in front of him, and said, "Okay, you go out first to find a Feng Shui treasure land for me, and come back in three months."
Collect the corpse for me!"
Wan Yunting raised his head with a gloomy look in his eyes. He knew that his master's deadline was coming soon.
Speaking of this old man, he is definitely a special being in this prison!
In the 1960s, in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China, there was an unparalleled doctor. With his thirteen needles of the ghost gate, he claimed to be able to compete with the king of hell and take sides when the gods came. He dominated the acupuncture medicine at that time.
In the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China, no one can match him, and he is also known as the Holy Ghost Hand Doctor!
Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. He suddenly disappeared from public view like a comet overnight and became a prisoner in this prison.
The Ghost Hand Doctor originally thought that he would die with the regrets of what he had learned throughout his life, but he did not expect that seven years ago, Wan Yunting was framed and imprisoned! He saw hope in this young man.
"Take this!"
On the withered old hand of the ghost-hand doctor, a dark green jade plaque with exquisite carvings appeared, "Although you have inherited my medical skills, in the field of martial arts, I cannot teach you more advanced martial arts skills.
After you go out, find a man named Chang Wude. He should be a great martial artist now. If he sees this jade tablet, he will know that you are my personal disciple and he will teach you martial arts.
Also, remember what my master has entrusted to you, and don’t forget it!”
Then Wan Yunting, who held the jade medal in his hand, immediately kowtowed to him three times with firm eyes and said, "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely fulfill your wish!"
"Go ahead."
The ghost-hand doctor waved his hand, closed his old eyes, and waited for the end to come...
Wan Yunting stood up, looked at his master with a deep look in his eyes, and then resolutely turned around and walked out of the cell.
A young prison guard led him out. When he passed the prison cafeteria, he saw a group of reform-through-labor prisoners standing neatly at the door. Most of them were bigwigs in a certain field in society.
"Congratulations to Brother Wan for being released from prison..."
These people looked at Wan Yunting's eyes with awe and shouted in unison.
Facing this group of inmates and remembering the seven years he had lived here, Wan Yunting grinned and said, "You must be a good person, change your ways, and strive to be released from prison as soon as possible."
"Yes, I would like to send you my best wishes to Brother Wan..."
The inmates banged their iron lunch boxes and cheered as Wan Yunting left.
Soon, Wan Yunting was wearing new clothes, carrying a luggage bag, and walked out of the prison gate, accompanied by prison warden Ma Zhendong.
"After seven years, I finally came out!"
He looked back at the majestic prison gate, and Wan Yunting couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
"Third brother..."
At this time, a man wearing a designer suit ran over and looked at Wan Yunting excitedly: "You can figure it out."
"Second brother..."
The visitor was Wan Yunting's second brother Wan Dongming. The two hugged each other excitedly, "Second brother, thank you for coming to pick me up. Where is my eldest sister? Isn't she here?"
"Sister..."
When mentioning the eldest sister, Wan Dongming paused, patted Wan Yunting's back and let go, smiling: "The eldest sister has something to do and can't come over. She asked me to say sorry to you."
"fine."
Wan Yunting smiled and waved his hand, "I'll go see my eldest sister later."
"Okay, let's go, I'll take you home."
Wan Dongming took the luggage bag from Wan Yunting's hand, patted his shoulder happily, and walked together to the Mercedes-Benz sedan parked at the intersection.
"Second brother, take me to see my parents first!" Wan Yunting, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said calmly.
"Um."
Wan Dongming, who was driving, nodded and drove out of the suburbs.
Forty minutes later, at the suburban cemetery.
Wan Yunting held a bouquet of flowers and, led by his second brother, came to his parents' grave.
He looked at the names of his parents Wan Tielin and Peng Jiali on the tombstone, and he was so excited that he knelt down with a plop. He could no longer suppress his excitement, "Dad, Mom, my son is unfilial, and I just came to see you now..."
Seeing his third brother kneeling in front of his parents' tombstone and crying loudly, Wan Dongming stood beside him with tears in his eyes, knowing that he had a hard time in prison for the past seven years!
Seven years ago, Wan Yunting was framed and sentenced to seven years in prison for rape. He was originally devastated, but then he received the news that his parents had died in a car accident, which hit Wan Yunting hard like a bolt from the blue.
Since then, he has been in despair, like a living dead, living in despair in prison.
It wasn't until he met his master, the Ghost-Hand Doctor, that he saw the light of day...
"Dad, Mom, I will definitely find the murderer and avenge you!"
Wan Yunting raised his head, with bleeding marks on his forehead. His sharp eyes were filled with tears. He looked at his parents' tombstone with determination and gritted his teeth.
He knew that his parents' car accident was definitely not an accident, but man-made!
It was not until the afternoon that the brothers left the cemetery.
"Third brother, when you come to my house later, you will treat it as your own home. Don't have any psychological burden."
Wan Dongming, who was driving the car, turned to Wan Yunting and smiled: "And your sister-in-law, she welcomes you to live at home."
"Well, I'm causing trouble for you and my second sister-in-law." Wan Yunting nodded and smiled.
He knew that the eldest sister and the second brother had already formed a new family.
Soon, Wan Dongming drove into a villa community, and the car slowly came to a stop in front of the door of a luxurious-looking villa.
"Sandi brother, get off the car when we arrive."
"good."
Wan Yunting picked up a worn luggage bag and got off the car with his second brother.
Wan Dongming opened the door of the villa and walked in, and introduced the layout of the villa yard to Wan Yunting...
At this time, a woman wearing a long printed skirt and a coat appeared. She was thin and seemed to be suffering from illness. She was Wan Dongming's wife Wang Chulin.
"You are the second sister-in-law, right?"
When he met his second brother's wife for the first time, Wan Yunting was excited and looked unnatural.
After all, he had been in prison for so long and suddenly came out to meet other people, so he felt somewhat restrained and uncomfortable.
"Third brother, welcome home..."
Wang Chulin smiled tenderly and took the initiative to extend her delicate white jade hand to shake Wan Yunting's hand.
Very cold hands!
But Wan Yunting was frightened and held Wang Chulin's little hand as if it were a piece of ice.
Obviously, the second sister-in-law is not in good health!
"Is this Wan Yunting, the rapist who became famous throughout the flower market back then?"
Suddenly a strange voice came, and a middle-aged woman wearing a black cheongsam and elegantly dressed walked out. Seeing that Wan Yunting was still holding her daughter's little hand, Zheng Peihui went up and opened it for them, "Chu Lin,
Don’t shake hands with such criminals, or you’ll get bad luck!”
Wan Yunting raised his eyebrows, wondering who this woman was.
Wan Dongming walked up and stood in front of his third brother, "Mom, my third brother is not a rapist, he was framed."
"Wan Dongming, you have become more capable, haven't you?"
Zheng Peihui has a fierce face and a typical image of a shrew. She curses when she opens her mouth: "Don't forget your status in this family. A useless son-in-law dares to curse at me..."
"Son-in-law at home!"
Wan Yunting was shocked and looked at Wan Dongming in disbelief...