Chapter 28 Who teaches who

Was Wei Chi being spanked again? He was beaten!

Is Mr. Qin's move heavy? Uh... it should be considered just right. Anyway, he has learned a lesson, but he does not hurt his muscles, skills and strength to the point where he is outrageous. It is said that the two men who attacked were Mr. Qin's personal soldiers. They used to specialize in military skills and beat military sticks in the army. They are said to be skilled, and they have reached the point where they can make perfect. It is said that they are so accurate that they know how many days the person who is going to be beaten should be beaten.

As for Wei Chi... Mr. Qin said in anger that he asked his servant to reflect at home. He was not allowed to go out without business until the medical school started! This means that Mr. Wei, who is now a father of two children, was confined to his foster father, who was one generation older than him. It was very embarrassing! Compared to this embarrassing feeling, it seemed that he would not hurt to be spanked.

"Ouch! Meow, it hurts!"

Obviously, it was an illusion. After moving for a while, it still felt like it hurts to the heart. Woooo... I was so cruel to start.

"Don't move!"

However, Xie Jiu brought in warm water and heard Wei Chi's screams and kept saying. Put down the basin, cut the cloth sticking to the meat on his butt to clean the wounds for Wei Chi.

Wei Chi pulled out an ugly smile and said, "Madam, don't be sad, just a little bit of skin injury. It's okay, it's going to be cured for a few days. The two uncles who beat me said, I'll be fine for at most a month. They are experts, do you understand? Although some experts speak very poorly, with their qualifications and experience, they should not lie."

Wei Chi talked nonsense for a long time, but Xie Jiu still didn't say anything. He just frowned and carefully cleaned his wounds. Seeing her concentration, Wei Chi couldn't help but smile, remembering Xie Jiu's expression when he was beaten. This little woman was just stubborn and said that he should be beaten. When she was really beaten, she nervously pinched her palm. How could she rely on reason to dominate all of her? So there will be people doing stupid things and some people doing stupid things.

Climbing on the bed, enduring the pain, twisted over, and pulled Xie Jiu's hand to check. Fortunately, the wound was not deep or big. Just apply some eyes and make a scab. However, in order to clean the wound for him, he soaked water and turned white. He just felt pain when he looked at it. Wei Chi blew in pain and said, "I still soaked in water when my hand broke. I said I asked someone else to come."

Xie Jiu looked at Wei Chi with a bad look and said, "The inner courtyard is full of women. Do you want them to come? Who? Li'er? Zhaodi? Sister Liu?"

"...I didn't say it." Wei Chi rubbed his nose in a suffocating manner and took a deep breath. Seeing his suffocating appearance, Xie Jiu felt a little angry, but also a little happy. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to twist someone's waist and said angrily: "It's all your fault, why don't people worry about it!"

Wei Chi giggled foolishly and didn't dare to answer the conversation. This guy secretly reflected on him. It seemed that he was really worrying. Xie Jiubai glanced at him and couldn't help complaining: "Your illness has not been cured yet. How could your adoptive father do such a ruthless move? Isn't it enough to just be honest?"

While muttering, he spread medicine powder on Wei Chi's butt naked. Wei Chi endured the pain and laughed. It was still my sister who knew she loved people, so she was so proud.

Just after taking the medicine, Wei Chi pulled Xie Jiu's hand, cleaned it up for her, and sprinkled with medicine powder. The couple was having a relationship, and Li Er came to report: "Madam, master, old man and two old ladies are here."

It was his adoptive father and mother who came. Xie Jiu hurried to greet him. He could hear his godmother's complaint to his adoptive father from afar: "...No matter what the child is wrong, you can't do that ruthlessly. He has recovered from his illness. What if he fights out a few things, will you compensate me for a good son?"

"It's a waste of time! You'll always be a waste of that bad guy. Fortunately, Old Man Wei repaid favors and picked the bad guy out. The bad guy didn't know how to be so generous and interfered randomly. This was a light fight. According to my husband's temper, he would definitely not get out of bed for three months!"

"I'm just a spoiled, are you not a spoiled? Who praised Silang in front of me all day long?"

"Uh...that's before!"

"Master, sister, please rest. Stop quarrel. Go in and see Silang's injuries." This is the voice of the adopted mother's persuasion.

Wei Chi felt a warm feeling when he heard this, and he began to suspect that he had a fever two days ago and would not be a good person again.

When the three elders came in, Wei Chi smiled at the three elders with shameless face. The adopted mother and godmother came over and asked about her well-being. The old man rolled his eyes and chilled his eyes. Then he hummed heavily with a strong nasal voice, cursing himself: "I'm telling you to show off your power, but this is a pity! According to my father's temper when he was young, you should have discounted your legs and locked them up at home to see how you show off! You said you looked pretty solid in the past, but why are you so ignorant now?"

Wei Chi was so confused that he couldn't even lift his head, so he quickly admitted his mistake: "Entertainment father, my child was wrong! I will learn from the lessons in the future and will never do such stupid things again! Entertainment father, please calm down. Why don't you give me thirty sticks after I'm well?"

"Get out! I'm willing to give up for my father, can your adopted mother and the other two agree?" Wei Chi's poor words were scolded back by the old man without any mercy. Wei Chi could only giggle foolishly, but fortunately, he was no longer angry.

"Son, remember to be more good in the future. Don't worry about your adopted father. Do you know?"

He was just giggling, and was knocked on the forehead by his godmother and scolded him, "What else can Wei Chi do, just nod." This matter was pressed, but everyone outside knew that Wei Chi and Wei Ziyue, Silang of the Qin Mansion, had made a mistake and were beaten thirty by his old man. He is currently lying on the bed to recuperate. If there is no major problem, don't quarrel with others to recover.

"Wei Xiaosi, I'm here to see you!"

Just two days after quiet, Cheng Zhijie came to visit the door. He was as generous as before, and could hear it before he could even get into the house. Xie Jiu came in and sat quietly, no longer talking. Cheng Zhijie was so happy that he went directly to Wei Chi's bed and sat down, and laughed wickedly: "You kid, be so naughty, such an adult was still spanked. Come, uncle, have you done that?"

"No...no need to see it, it's okay, minor injuries, minor injuries!"

Wei Chi ignored the pain and pressed the quilt tightly, not showing it to Cheng Zhijie. If this old man showed his butt, he would not have to live, which was embarrassing.

Cheng Zhijie's rare kindness this year was not determined, but he gave up just now and smiled and said, "Xiao Si, I will go to war in a few days. I won't say anything else, I have to make some food for me, otherwise... Humph!"

The meaning of threat is self-evident. What else can Wei Chi say? He quickly handed over his family’s fortune: "Uncle Cheng, don’t worry, my nephew’s family also has some pickled things, and the rice served during the march should be done."

By the way, in ancient times, there were few dishes. Wei Chi, the pro-mouth guy, had already thought about it when he had nothing to do. He had pickled vegetables and other things early, and even salted duck eggs and pineapple eggs, bacon and sausage, not to mention, the house was already full.

Cheng Zhijie obviously knew Wei Chi's temperament, and probably had already planned it. Wei Chi was very frustrated, and these guys had no attitude towards patients at all. Even though they were depressed, they still had to say the serious things. Wei Chi quickly pulled Mr. Cheng's sleeve and said, "Uncle Cheng, my nephew will bring you all the things to the marching road to enjoy. In contrast, should you give me some benefits?"

Old Man Cheng was obviously satisfied with the result of the blackmail and said with a smile: "Of course, of course, let's talk about it, what benefits do you want."

Wei Chi said: "Uncle Cheng, my medical school students have followed you for more than half of them. That's the root of my medical school. You are the head coach. We are a family, right? Are you helping me take care of me?"

Old Man Cheng has also become a savant person. Wei Chi understood as soon as he said: "Hou Junji?"

Wei Chi nodded and said, "I dare to ask me to lead the team. Obviously, I have prepared the next trick. Although we can't go, my student wants to go. As a teacher, I always have to take care of you. Uncle, you are my elder and the head coach. Should you take care of me more?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Old Man Cheng's eyes and said, "If he doesn't move, if he dares to move, hum, that's my army, I'm the head coach!"

"Uncle is so bold! I have to have dinner at my nephew's mansion no matter what I say today. Madam, please tell me the kitchen to make more dishes that Uncle Cheng likes!"

"You kid is just a good man, clever, know how to make people happy. Niece-in-law, go quickly, remember to prepare a jar of strong wine for me."

Mr. Cheng was not polite, and directly ordered Xie Jiu. Xie Jiu responded with a smile, turned around and went out, leaving two bad guys, one old and one young, who were talking nonsense. Before he went out, it seemed that Wei Chi was joking about the so-called collection of ancient and modern tortures that he had seen for Cheng Zhijie. Xie Jiu smiled helplessly and bitterly. He didn't know who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was

"...What's scary about scratching the soles of the feet? Let me tell you, the most terrible thing is to use a thorn whip stained with salt water to suck people! You are a doctor, you know the acupoints, and you know where to suck the most, right? Hehe." Cheng Zhijie, the old man, smiled so evilly and despicable. However, obviously, Wei Chi was not convinced that he thought the terrible torture was looked down upon. He immediately patted his chest and said, "This is a bad word! Uncle, what's the use of your whip? As long as you have a firm mind, you will have nothing to do if you hold it over. Do you know? What is the highest level of punishment?"

"Didn't ask?" Mr. Cheng and Wei Chi got along well and asked in cooperation. He was obviously very excited and in a good mood. Wei Chi immediately laughed and said, "The highest level of punishment is of course not to survive, but not to die! I want to make a celestial desire to die, but to stop, and I only regret why I was born in this world! This is the highest level!"

"really?"

"really!"

"No exaggeration?"

"Or...uncle can try it myself?"

Wei Chi is so naughty. Is Mr. Cheng so naughty? He stretched out his hand and slapped his forehead, slapped his head and hit his pillow: "Get out of here, dare to use provocation to uncle. When I was playing military tactics, you were still wearing open-crotch pants!"

Wei Chi smiled bitterly and quickly laughed, saying that he didn't even dare. Old Man Cheng held his chin and thought, "We both have different opinions, and no one can convince anyone. Why don't you find someone to try it?"

Wei Chi gasped: "Uncle, mine will not cause harm to others, your punishment will be hurt!"

Cheng Zhijie glanced at him and said, "Of course I know the power of the whip. The key is to try the scratching soles of the feet you said!"

"I understand! Even if Uncle Cheng finds someone, it is best to be the kind that is proven to be able to withstand the whip. I heard that there is never a shortage of tough guys in the army!"

Old Man Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Chi in a thief, saying, "Make a bet! If I win, your cook will belong to my Cheng Mansion."

"Sure, what if Uncle Cheng loses?" Wei Chi also showed a fox-like smile.

Cheng Zhijie said: "If I lose, I will give you ten of my personal soldiers."

Wei Chi immediately smiled and asked, "What is the standard of skill? Can I compare to my Xie Jiu or the two big tigers?"

Cheng Zhijie patted Wei Chi again and said, "How could he be comparable to your wife? He has two skills that are similar to those of Big Tiger and Two Tigers, and the others are slightly less likely, but they are better because of their rich experience!"

Wei Chi had something else dissatisfied with. He almost jumped up from the bed, grabbed Cheng Zhijie's hand, and said, "Zhong! Uncle Cheng, when will we go find someone? When will we start?"

"It will start soon, wait, I will send someone to call someone over."

"Mu problem! Uncle Cheng and my nephew suggest that it is best to call the ten personal soldiers together, so that your people will have to go two more trips."

Wei Chi's tone and tone were so full of beating. Cheng Zhijie's fist clenched and slapped him on the forehead: "Will I lose?"

Well, the force is not as good as that of someone. Wei Chi fell under the same iron palm again. It’s not that he doesn’t want to resist, but he really can’t resist. Who wants to share his experience with him?

The old and the young were making a fuss. Xie Jiu came in and called for dinner and said tactfully that it seemed that it was not suitable for gambling between the two today. It was dark, and the old lady of Cheng's family had sent someone to pick up Mr. Cheng. So, the two had to continue their gorgeous bets until tomorrow. The eyes of each other were all lightning. As soon as they came into contact, Wei Chi couldn't help but want to dubbing - crackling!
Chapter completed!