Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 265: Lu Wang's cooperation, Yan Huan's new opportunity
"The scar! It's gone!"

Wang Bing propped himself up, looked down at his body, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He remembered clearly that he should be covered with scars, his muscles were burned, and his skin had long since changed. But now, the body in front of him was intact, without even a scar.

"Oh, my silly baby, it's all healed!"

"The doctor that Grandpa hired for you is the best in the International Department. Even his extraordinary skills are from a famous family."

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!" Wang Bing hugged his head, muttering to himself, and then his breathing became rapid and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

He lifted the quilt and glanced at the fruit plate on the bedside. A look of panic appeared in his eyes, and then he reached out and pulled out the fruit knife.

Wang Bing clenched the sharp knife tightly, and the tip of the knife trembled as he pointed it at his arm.

"It can't be healed. If it is healed, there will be other injuries... It can't be healed... It can't be healed..." He muttered to himself. He exerted force on his wrist and the fruit knife pierced into his flesh. The blade cut open the skin and blood gushed out instantly. The blood flowed down his arm and dyed the sheets red.

Wang Bing was gasping for breath, staring at his bloody wound, his heart beating wildly, as if he was about to suffocate.

But gradually, the agitation disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable sense of peace.

Seeing this, Wang Ai threw his crutches aside, stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and cast a spell, quickly restraining Wang Bing.

The fruit knife slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Ai shouted in a low voice, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, "Why are you hurting yourself?"

The doctor also rushed over upon hearing the noise. After quickly checking Wang Bing's condition, he immediately took out a sedative and skillfully injected it into his arm.

The drug took effect quickly, Wang Bing's breathing gradually stabilized, the panic in his eyes gradually subsided, his body relaxed, and suddenly he lost all his strength. He collapsed limply on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Mr. Wang, what happened?"

"You are the doctor, right?" Wang Ai asked coldly.

The doctor sighed helplessly, turned on the surveillance video in the ward, and carefully watched Wang Bing's every move.

As the video played frame by frame, the doctor's expression became more and more solemn.

"Mr. Wang, excuse me for asking, were the injuries suffered by Xiao Wang caused by inhuman torture?" the doctor asked, frowning.

"Because of the previous torture, he has been left with a huge psychological trauma. The physical wounds have healed, but the scars in his heart are still deep, which is the most dangerous."

Wang Ai stood aside, silent, looking at Wang Bing, who had calmed down, with complicated eyes.

"You said torture? Wasn't he beaten like this?"

"Based on my many years of medical experience, this mentality will only form under one circumstance, that is, the other party is also a medical expert, or is proficient in healing techniques."

"He tortured me, and then cured me. Then he tortured me again, and cured me again. This cycle repeats over and over again, and the means of torture become increasingly radical and cruel... Wang Bing's current psychological state is that he is afraid of recovering, because if he is cured, there will be even more terrible torture waiting for him."

The doctor explained patiently.

Wang Ai clenched his fists in anger, "How ridiculous! This is absolutely outrageous!"

"How dare you do this to my grandson!"

"Ahem..." Wang Ai calmed down the anger in his chest and asked, "Then how should this be treated?"

The doctor said without hesitation, "It's easy to explain. It's psychological, it's a memory trauma. We just need to find a way to erase that shadow."

"But methods involving tampering with and erasing memory are easily taboo even in the medical community. It depends on whether Mr. Wang is willing to accept it. The Americans do have related research, which is a common method, but it is not very mature..."

"As for Western superpowers..."

"Enough!" Wang Ai interrupted, "I have my own way." After sending the doctor away, Wang Ai immediately called Lu Ci.

Different from Wang Ai's frustration at the moment, Lu Ci's tone was obviously proud and comfortable when he spoke, and the first sentence he said made Wang Ai unable to hold back.

"Hey! Happy New Year, Lao Wang."

"Tsk!" Wang Ai pursed his dry lips. After all, he had to ask for help, so he couldn't get angry. He reluctantly said perfunctorily, "Happy New Year!"

"You're still quarreling. Listen to my advice. I saw him fight on New Year's Eve. This guy is not a good person."

"If it was early summer last year, there might still be a chance, but now, there's no hope for us old bones." Lu Ci put down the teacup and walked out of the noisy reception room.

Wang Ai's face was full of black lines, "I'm not here to talk about this. Can you send a good man to erase a part of my great-grandson's memory?"

Lu Ci stopped at the door and asked, "Who will bear the risk?"

The younger generation of Lujia Village lost Lu Huan, who was the most talented. Lu Liang betrayed his clan and joined Quan Xing. In addition, he was too crazy to be of much use. There are not many people in the younger generation who can use the soul-clarifying technique.

"It shouldn't be a big problem if we just erase the memory."

"If you touch the soul, Lao Lu, don't forget that I have something that is completely equivalent to your soul-clearing technique."

"I will take the risk." Wang Ai agreed without hesitation.

At this point, Lu Ci could no longer refuse and relaxed a little, thinking that he would take Lu Gong to visit Wang's house after the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

Wang Ai hung up the phone, gritted his teeth, and picked up the crutch beside him.

"You have to endure it! It's not the right time yet, it's not the right time yet!"

"So what if I'm second in the world? There are many things in this world that cannot be solved by strength alone. I have to wait, wait!"

Wait until the general trend is about to rise, and then go with the flow to completely crush these masters of the sacred mountains!
Ah Qiu!

In Tianjin, in the office of the North China branch of "Nadutong", Yan Huan sneezed for no reason.

"The heating has been turned up to the maximum." Feng Baobao pointed to the indoor temperature indicator and ran out holding a large white quilt used in business hotels.

“No, no.” Yan Huan waved her hand. “I don’t know who is thinking about me!”

After saying that, he turned to look at Xu San and Xu Si and said, "Boss Xu, is what I said reasonable? I am such an unstable factor in North China, and I think you will have a headache. If I stay in the south temporarily and don't leave the surrounding area, it will be easier for you to control me."

The Xu brothers hugged each other's arms together.

"Why does this sound like a set?"

"Enrollment is not a difficult thing, but now is not the enrollment season. If you interrupt me out of nowhere, it will probably arouse suspicion. How about introducing you to a knowledgeable person?" Xu San suggested.

"That's fine." After all, he was just asking for advice, so Yan Huan didn't care much about being a student.

"I wonder where this gentleman is?"

Xu San thought for a while, "He is in Tianjin. He is an honorary professor of Nankai University. He rarely participates in activities on weekdays. He was once a famous figure. The old man has high standards, and it is not easy to gain his appreciation."

"He may not necessarily give the company face, and Mr. Zhao also respects the old man very much."

"In that case, then this old gentleman is also a registered stranger in the company?" Yan Huan said with a smile.

"Yes, it's a declining sect." Xu San secretly glanced at Feng Baobao who was hugging a quilt beside him.

The old man's name is Du Shen. The leader of the Natural Kung Fu who was killed by Zhang Huaiyi in the forest was Mr. Du's junior brother.

(End of this chapter)