Ding Ning had a good sense of propriety. He knew how to hit people without killing them. Especially when he was extremely angry, he pricked Wang Haiqing's nervous system with silver needles and infinitely magnified his pain nerves.
As a result, Ding Ning only slapped Wang Haiqing lightly, but the pain was magnified at least a hundred times, which made Wang Haiqing hover between life and death. His snot and tears flowed, his whole body twitched, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered. He wished he could pass out because of the pain. But no matter how painful it was, his mind was very clear, and he could only taste the torture that made people beg for death.
"You're really useless. How dare you think about my Nuonuo? Humph, you're really courting death!"
Ding Ning slapped him until his hand hurt. Then he threw him to the ground with hatred. The pain made him scream like a pig being slaughtered again. He covered his buttocks and shouted at the top of his voice, "I was wrong. I dare not do it again. Big brother, big brother, no, grandfather, dear grandfather, ancestor, please spare me this time!"
"Spare you? What are you talking about? I didn't do anything to you. Don't frame me! "
Ding Ning spread out his hands and said innocently while blinking his eyes.
"Yes, yes, yes, you didn't do anything to me. I fell by myself, by myself!"
Wang Haiqing was even more timid than Zheng Minzhe. He curled up on the ground and nodded like a pug, with his eyes full of horror.
"Ahem, ahem, Childe Wang, we've known each other for a long time. I came here specially to find you this time."
Ding Ning sat on the woman called Weak, and it was really comfortable to sit on her chubby body.
"Ah, specially to find me? Childe Ding, why do you want to find me? We have no grudge against each other. "
Wang Haiqing's face was bitter, and his eyes were rolling. His heart was beating like a drum. Did this devil know that the Wang Family attacked Longteng Group? That would be the end.
"Look at what you said. As the saying goes, no discord, no concord. The thing between us has long passed, and I don't care about it at all!"
Ding Ning waved his hand generously and looked as if he was not going to argue with Wang Haiqing. Wang Haiqing was almost moved to tears. "Childe Ding, you are magnanimous. It's my blessing that you don't argue with me. Well, can I go home and sleep now? It's getting late!"
"Hey, we're old friends. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you not treating me as a friend? "
Ding Ning said unhappily.
Wang Haiqing was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly said flatteringly, "Childe Ding treats me as a friend, which means that you think highly of me. Childe Ding, if you need anything, just tell me. I promise to do it for you."
"You, you, that's the only bad thing about you. You're too loyal!"
Ding Ning pointed at him with appreciation and said with a smile. Wang Haiqing smiled obsequiously, but he cursed in his heart, "I'm not loyal to you! When I escape this disaster, you will be ruined. If I don't kill you, my surname is not Wang."
"Alright, long story short. We're friends, right?"
Ding Ning put on a straight face and asked sincerely.
"Of course. Childe Ding is definitely a friend, a good friend who has gone through life and death with me!"
Wang Haiqing didn't know what Ding Ning was planning, but a wise man knew better than to fight when the odds were against him. He was very straightforward to take advantage of Ding Ning.
"Let's put it this way. Little Qingzi, I'm here to save you this time. When I saw you last time, I found that you were sick, very, very sick!"
Ding Ning slowly sat on the sofa and said seriously. His expression was as sincere as it could be.
The expression on Wang Haiqing's face became very strange. He asked cautiously, "Childe Ding, I know I'm sick. Can you cure me?"
Ding Ning's mouth twitched. "Fuck, are you really sick? Why didn't I know? Besides the disease I made for you, do you have other diseases? "
But now it was not good to examine him, so he could only say mysteriously, "Of course, if I can't cure you, why am I here?"
"Really? That's great. Childe Ding, as long as you can cure me, we will be the best brothers in the future. Just tell me how much consultation fee you need."
Wang Haiqing's small red and swollen eyes instantly burst with a hot light, which made Ding Ning very depressed. "Fuck, why didn't he follow my script?"
Wang Haiqing fell into madness and said nervously, "In the past, I didn't say that I had sex all night, but at least I could have sex seven or eight times a night. But since two years ago, I often felt weak all over, and my waist and legs hurt. I couldn't have sex twice a night at most. Even if I took Viagra, I could have sex four times at most. When I woke up the next morning, I felt like I was drained and had no energy for the whole day. Later, I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor told me that I was infertile."
Speaking of this, Wang Haiqing ignored the strange expression on Ding Ning's face. He choked with sorrow and said, "Our Wang family has only one child in three generations. Later, I asked my father and learned that my symptoms were exactly the same as my father's when he was young. But my father lost his fertility after giving birth to me. But before I could carry on the Wang family's ancestral line, I lost my fertility without even having a child. Isn't this the end of the Wang family's line? Until now, I don't dare to tell my grandfather, for fear that he will die of anger. I secretly went to see a famous doctor, but after seeing many famous doctors, they all shook their heads and felt helpless. Childe Ding, I know you are a miracle-working doctor. Since you can see that I am sick, you must be able to cure me, right? I beg you, help me. As long as I can make a woman pregnant, I am willing to never touch a woman again! "
Ding Ning was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Wang Haiqing was really sick. He squatted down, grabbed his wrist, and used Absolute Touch to check him. The result made him frown tightly. "This guy's disease is really tricky. No wonder so many famous doctors can't cure him."
What he had was a dead spirit.
Dystocia, dead spirit.
Dystocia refers to the spirit
The survival rate of the sperm is reduced.
The dead spirit is greater than 40%.
The spirit in the urine
Most of the sperm is dead spirit.
The survival rate of the sperm is zero, but his dead spirit is very special.
Because his sperm is born in the testicles.
The sperm is born in the testicles.
When the pill was produced, it would be a dead sperm, which could be said to be the most serious infertility.
There are generally no more than three reasons for the onset of this serious dead spirit.
First, the sperm cells are abnormal. Second, the genes are abnormal. Third, it is caused by exposure to radioactive substances.
But according to Wang Haiqing, he was fertile before, and several women had aborted their babies for him. This should be able to rule out congenital dystocia.
If his sperm cells were abnormal, then the cause of his illness was either a genetic abnormality or exposure to radioactive substances.
Among these two reasons, Ding Ning was more inclined to the second kind of genetic abnormality. Because Wang Haiqing had said before that he was the only child in three generations. His father also lost his fertility after giving birth to him. It was very likely that it was caused by genetic abnormality. Maybe it was the same for Old Master Wang. Otherwise, it was impossible for people in his generation to have only one child.
Not to mention that this involved extremely complicated genetic abnormality, Ding Ning couldn't cure it for the time being. Even if he could cure it, he wouldn't. Wang Haiqing had a bad character and hated Xiao Nuo. He also used the power of the Wang Family to suppress Longteng Group. He was definitely an enemy rather than a friend. He didn't like the whole Wang Family at all. Even if the Wang Family was extinct, it had nothing to do with him.
Just when he was secretly thinking about how to fool Wang Haiqing to achieve his goal, the Spirit-eating Insect, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly sent a spiritual fluctuation, saying that it had detected a fluctuation of the power of the Divine Soul in Wang Haiqing's body.
The fluctuation of the power of the Divine Soul? Ding Ning was shocked. "Is there still a god-level master in the Wang Family?"
But then the Spirit-eating Insect told him that the aura of this Divine Soul was very ancient and was about to dissipate at any time. But he didn't know how the ancestors of the Wang Family had offended this ancient Divine Soul, and it turned into a vicious curse that could cause the Wang Family to be extinct.
"Curse?" Ding Ning was dumbfounded. He had always thought that Wang Haiqing's infertility was caused by genetic abnormality. He didn't expect that it was caused by a mysterious and obscure curse. "The ancestors of the Wang Family also offended a master."
Ding Ning used to scoff at curses because they were absolutely too fantastical. But after he was cursed by Zhai Fang's Curse of Life, he no longer dared to look down on curses. This thing seemed to be the same as runes and had a strange and unpredictable power. Unfortunately, no one he knew understood curses. Otherwise, he would find a way to get rid of Zhai Fang's Curse of Life as soon as possible. That thing was lurking in his body, making him feel like a fishbone stuck in his throat, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"Little Qingzi, your illness is very troublesome!"
After communicating with the Spirit-eating Insect for a long time, Ding Ning said to Wang Haiqing, whose face was full of expectation.
"Childe Ding, you came here specifically to cure me. You must have a way, right? Please help me, and I will give you as much money as you want! "
Wang Haiqing held Ding Ning's thigh as if he was grasping the last life-saving straw, and begged bitterly with tears in his nose.
Ding Ning was speechless. "What the fuck is this? I tried every means to make this bastard sick, but I didn't implement the plan, but I found that this bastard was really sick."
Fortunately, the Spirit-eating Insect had a strong desire for the curse of the divine soul and was eager to swallow it. As long as it swallowed the curse of the divine soul, Wang Haiqing's illness could be cured. But the problem was that he didn't come here to cure him, but to force the Wang Family to submit. How could he be willing to really cure him? But now, he could only adapt to the situation.
"Ahem, I'll tell you the truth. You are not sick, but the ancestors of your Wang Family have been contaminated with something unclean, which damaged their virtue, so they suffered the retribution of having no descendants."
It was impossible for Ding Ning to talk about the mysterious curse, so he could only talk about the damage to the virtue, hoping to fool Wang Haiqing and let his plan go smoothly.
Unexpectedly, Wang Haiqing widened his eyes, which were full of shock, worship, admiration, and awe, and exclaimed, "Childe Ding, you are really amazing. My grandfather also said so. You can definitely cure my illness, right?"
"Uh!"
Ding Ning was a little confused. "Is the old man of the Wang Family also a master? Does he know that my family is cursed? " Although he was shocked in his heart, he calmly probed, "Does your grandfather know what's going on?"
"He is not sure, but he often sighs and sighs, saying that the Wang Family has suffered retribution!"
Wang Haiqing was so eager to cure this damn disease that he told Ding Ning the past of the Wang Family like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
It turned out that the ancestors of the Wang Family used to be soldiers under the command of Cao Cao in the period of the Three Kingdoms. Cao Cao was also a fierce man. When he was short of military funds, he set his eyes on the dead and sent his soldiers to dig ancient tombs everywhere to amass money. He also called them gold-digging officers. To put it bluntly, they were tomb robbers.
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