Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

Inside a magnificent and extremely luxurious mansion.

The servants and maids walked among them, each with their heads bowed and their breath held low, treading carefully. The fear that emanated from their very bones suggested that if they made even the slightest mistake, they would face utter destruction.

The entire courtyard exuded an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

"Ah~"

With a piercing scream, a maid was thrown out of a room.

Several deep cuts were slashed across the maid's fair cheek, blood gushing from them. One of the cuts extended from her temple to the corner of her eye. The woman's eye was completely...

Unable to open my eyes.

Because the blood blurred his face, it was impossible to tell whether he had gone blind.

Her only remaining eye, when opened, revealed a deep sense of fear and despair.

The fear and despair made her completely numb to the pain of her wounds. After being thrown out, she desperately scrambled to her feet, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly until her forehead was covered in blood, but she wouldn't stop.

He kept praying:

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me. I was wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me~~~"

However, as the maid's cries for mercy grew louder and louder, so did the increasing amount of blood flowing from her. Her voice grew weaker and weaker until finally, the maid collapsed to the ground, twitched slightly, and then remained motionless.

What's even more chilling is that despite such a horrific event, none of the servants passing by showed any sign of anything amiss.

Aside from the deep fear in their eyes, now tinged with an added layer of apprehension, they continued with their own affairs. It seemed they were already quite used to this kind of thing.

At this moment, a cold and indifferent voice came from inside the room:

"Take him out and feed him to the dogs!"

Immediately, two dark figures appeared, one of them grabbing the maid's arm and dragging her away quickly.

Then, someone came forward, sprinkled water and scrubbed the ground to clean up the bloodstains.

The movements were so skillful that it was clear that he had done it more than once or twice.

The two women, carrying the maid, left the courtyard and happened to brush past someone.

It was Ouyang Xu, who approached with a light flick of his whisk, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance, his robes fluttering in the wind.

Even though the maid was a shockingly bloodied figure, with drops of blood still dripping on the ground, Ouyang Xu completely ignored it, maintaining his serene and otherworldly demeanor as he walked to the door.

The maid standing at the door saw him and immediately bowed.

"Master, you've arrived! The princess has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in!"

As she spoke, she lifted the curtain for him, bowed her head, and stood to the side, extremely respectful.

Ouyang Xu, however, didn't even glance at her and strode into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong stench of blood.

However, he showed no disgust whatsoever; on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy the smell. He took a slight breath, followed the bloodstains dripping on the ground, and leisurely walked in, bypassing the cloisonné enamel screen.

The moment I entered, I saw her graceful figure sitting in front of a bronze mirror, separated by a thin veil.

In the woman's slender hand, she held a gold hairpin stained with blood.

At that moment, she was sticking out her small, pink tongue and licking the blood droplets off the hairpin, bit by bit.

He exuded an extreme sense of contradiction: a despair that penetrated to the bone and a chilling venom that seeped into his soul.

Ouyang Xu looked at her like this, but showed no surprise whatsoever. He smiled and said:

"Girl, what's wrong with you now?"

Upon hearing his voice, the woman slowly pouted, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness, as if she were pleading with an elder.

“A lowly girl, her skin is even better than mine, she doesn’t deserve me. But Master, I thought you had forgotten about me. If you don’t come back soon, I’m going to be tortured to death by those old fogies in the court.”

Ouyang Xu frowned:

"You silly girl, your master went out to prepare the necessary medicines for your surgery. But you mean, they brought that up again?"

The woman suddenly stood up, slammed the hairpin in her hand to the ground, turned around, and lifted the thin veil to reveal her elegant and noble face.

Indeed, it is Princess Changning—Gong Beige.

At this moment, her face was filled with disgust and anger:

"Yes, those old geezers, why are they always so concerned about my marriage? Who I marry or not is none of their business. I'm going to be doing this from now on..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, then, as if remembering something, stepped forward, grabbed Ouyang Xu's sleeve, and said urgently:

"Master, did you prepare all the materials for that surgery when you went out this time? I can't wait any longer, please perform the surgery on me as soon as possible!"

Ouyang Xu's eyes flickered, but he sighed softly:

"Alas, in the world today, perhaps only Master can perform that surgery. And such a delicate and exquisite surgery requires a lot of medicine and instruments, which are not so easy to prepare perfectly."

Changning's eyes revealed undisguised disappointment, and her voice carried an barely suppressed urgency:

"But Master, you've been preparing for so long! I really can't wait much longer. Even if I can wait, he can't!"

Ouyang Xu's eyes flickered again, and he tentatively asked:

"Girl, I'm your master, and I've always treated you like my own daughter. Can you give your master the truth so I can have some idea of ​​who you're talking about?"

He pointed upwards.

"That him?"

Changning's eyes flickered, and looking at Ouyang Xu's loving gaze, she finally nodded.

Ouyang Xu sighed deeply:

"But girl, you are..."

Changning hurriedly said:

"That's why I need you, Master. Please perform the surgery on me as soon as possible. Master, by helping me, you are also helping yourself. I promise that as long as you perform the surgery and we get what we want, I will definitely not treat you unfairly and will let you get the position you have been longing for."

Ouyang Xu, however, looked disappointed.

"Girl, what are you talking about? When your master first met you, it was by chance, and he didn't know you were a princess. Over the years, your master has been refining elixirs for you to keep your youthful appearance forever, and also to allow you to control or torment those you want to control or torment. It's not for any position, but simply because your master loves you like a daughter from the bottom of his heart, do you understand!"

Changning realized he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained:

“Master, that’s not what I meant. Of course I know you genuinely care about me. Over the years, I’ve been able to accomplish so much more efficiently thanks to you. That’s how I was able to take over the Shadow Guard so smoothly and deal with those stubborn old fogies for so many years. I was just in a hurry just now, please don’t blame me!”

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ouyang Xu's eyes before he sighed softly:

"How could your master blame you? Your master just feels sorry for you."

"However, actually, there are ways to alleviate your immediate problem!"

Changning's eyes lit up:

"Master, do you have a solution?"