Blue Family Castle.

At night, the castle is full of eerie silence.

The tall building looks gloomy in the night, and even ten thousand lights can't light up the dark night.

From the gate of the ancient castle to the solemn ancient castle, ten steps and one post, the layers of strict guards have not been negligent because of the late night.

"Bang-"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and vases shattering is particularly clear and terrifying in the silent night.

"Qi Night!"

Word by word, a low roar of gnashing teeth came from Lan Jue's room.

Chen Tezhu, who had been guarding the door, walked to the door when he heard the sound and knocked respectfully on the door, "The head of the family ......"

"Get out!"

The Blue Lord's beastly roar erupted from the room, followed by the sound of another heavy object being swept to the ground and shattering.

Chen Tezhu paused and stopped motionless outside the door.

Lan Jue's blue pupils slowly lifted, his eyes fell on the last lingering picture on the LCD monitor, his chin was tense, his resolute face was full of forbearance, and his forehead was covered with green tendons, beating faintly.

The hand clenched into a fist, clenching and clenching.

A punch slammed into the monitor, and the LCD cracked in the lines of a spider's web from where he landed his fist......

Mark's blood was completely gone, and the picture of lying on the white hospital bed in a coma also turned white and disappeared with a whoosh.

Lan Jue's eyes turned red in an instant, smashing the entire study, and finally slumped on the chair, panting heavily, and closing his eyes tiredly.

The picture from many years ago, with the video sent by Qi Mingye, jumped into my mind unexpectedly.

[Hey, you're so arrogant, you're going to get into trouble.] 】

Yan Si stood in the corner of the medical school building where he had entered under a false identity holding a thick lesson plan for the human anatomy course, and reminded him coldly of the silver art that he had just refused to be offered by others.

Silversmith forgot how he would respond to him, as if he didn't even bother to open his mouth, and just brushed past him.

He excelled in his studies, but he was indifferent and reckless, and he mercilessly refused the pull of many big families, and offended countless people.

Yan Si's favorite thing to do is to coldly make up for what he told him for the first time when he offended the next person again.

[Hey, you're so arrogant, you're going to get into trouble.] 】

After not knowing how many times he tired of nagging, Yinshu finally glanced at him from the corner of half of his eye, [What's the matter with you? 】

[It's none of my business, but I don't want you to die too early, without an opponent, I'll be very lonely.] 】

Yan Si replied with a smile, waved his hand, and without waiting for him to react, he turned around and left.

At that time, Ginshu began to pay attention to characters other than medicine.

It was only then that I found out that in addition to him, Yan Si was also an excellent student in the general department of medical school, compared to his freewheeling, behind Yan Si's hanging child, there was paranoia that no one could match in the profession.

It is precisely because of the excellence of silver art that it has become the reason for him to continue to pay attention to him.

It's a pity that he didn't know at the time that the true identity of Yinshu was the eldest young master of the Lan family, Lan Jue.

All those who want to do things behind their backs will be strangled in the cradle when their crooked minds have no chance to take shape.

Yinshu stayed in medical school for more than three years, and during these three years, his grades were unmatched, and the only person who could be called an opponent was Yan Si.

Saying that the two are rivals also means sympathizing with each other.