Yangfu Inner Courtyard.

Yang Yongyi was sleeping, and suddenly he was woken up by the loud noise.

"Home! Home! Not good, the young master has an accident!" Yang Guanjia's eager voice came into the house.

Hey!

Yang Yongyi suddenly sat on the bed, and the outerwear couldn’t be worn, and he suddenly opened the door. "What! What do you say!"

"Home, the young master has an accident, in the living room, you go and see!" Yang Guanjia holding a lantern in his hand, full of anxiety.

Hey! Yang Yongyi slammed into the Yang Guanjia, who blocked the door, and ran quickly toward the living room.

Call, call.

Yang Yongyi walked into the living room with a heavy footstep, and at a glance he saw the son who was lying on the chair of the Taishi. On the side, he stood two young people.

"Xing Yu, Xing Yi? What's wrong with you?" Yang Yongyi came to Yang Xing's side.

Looking at his son's miserable appearance, Yang Yongyi's eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and the eyes of the eating people look to the young people.

"What happened to my son! How could it hurt like this!" Yang Yongyi screamed in his mouth.

The two young people wore gray exercise clothes and embroidered the icon of the Institute of Pharmaceutical Refining, and they were actually disciples in the inner court!

The two faced Yang Yongyi's question and expression, and one of them said: "Lang Lang was injured in this fight. It is no longer suitable for staying at the Institute of Pharmaceutical Refining, so he escorted the lang to go home."

A flash of light flashed, a paper contract was taken out, the above content is the document signed by Yang Xingyu when he entered the college. The above one is very clear, and any injuries occurred during the school, which have nothing to do with the college.

"Yang homeowner, leave." Two inner court disciples have a hand, want to leave.

"Wait a minute." Yang Yongyi suddenly called the two people at the door. "Two, can you tell me how Xingyi was injured."

Yang Yongyi's old eyes are red, and his eyes sparkle.

A young man squinted at Yang Yongyi, and his heart moved with a heart: "Lang Lang has a conflict with the **** demon in the process of helping the battle, or let Ling Lang rest assured, let him go."

The two young people quickly left Yangfu and the mission was completed. Yang Xingyu also had nothing to do with them.

Yang Yongyi looked at the son who was in a coma, and his heart was mixed. His son was the first talent of Yangcheng, and he also had the talent for refining medicine. Because of this, Yang Yongyi sent his son to the Institute of Pharmaceutical Refining.

Yang Xingyi was very competitive and created his own power. The level of refining medicine also reached the second pharmacist. He also graduated in two years. At that time, he returned to Yangcheng, which is almost the next Yang family. Unfortunately, Yang Xing's eyes are really bad, I chose to work with the night feathers...

Yang Yongyi’s double fists slowly clenched, and this one son was now abolished. It’s not just Yang Xing’s death, but also the hope of Yang Yongyi.

No, Xingyi is the first genius, it is the hope of Yangfu, this injury will not hit his son!

Yang Yongyi comforted himself in the heart, barely let the brain calm down, thinking about ways to cure Yang Xingyi.

"Home Owner." Yang Guanjia is very cautious to join Yang Yongyi: "Homeowners, tomorrow, the young people will bring the water of the Promise, the Promise of the water is called the source of the water, may have the injury to the young master help."

"The water of the Promise, right! The water of the Promise!" Yang Yongyi's old eyes lit up, and suddenly his face was excited. "God my mother! With the Promise Water, Xing's injury will definitely be good."