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Chapter 85 Really short of money?

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    "Stop!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded. The voice was like transparent ice cubes colliding with each other, with a cold clarity and majesty. It was Feng Qingchen's voice.

    "Feng Shisan, hurry up and save me!" An Yi shouted loudly, and heard two bangs from above, followed by wailing.

    The soil never fell again. An Yi used his sleeves to push the soil off his face. He opened his eyes and looked up. He saw Feng Qingchen standing on it with a cold face. Her figure was obviously different due to her height.  Extraordinarily tall, with a face like an ice sculpture, and a very ugly expression.

    "Fortunately, you arrived in time, come down quickly and help me open the coffin lid!" An Yi shouted loudly, bent down to get the tools in the medicine box, and started to pry the coffin.

    "Are you really so short of money?" Feng Qingchen said coldly, standing motionless.

    "The people inside are not dead!" An Yi was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was short of money, but she wouldn't come to rob the tomb, right?

    Feng Qingchen still didn¡¯t move: ¡°You¡¯d better stop meddling in other people¡¯s business!¡±

    An Yi frowned, this person never talks much on weekdays, why did he talk so much today?  She is a doctor. Now that she has encountered someone, how could she not save him?

    An Yi ignored her, held the nail on the coffin with tweezers, and pulled it out hard, but unfortunately she was too weak and weak. After pulling it out for a long time, the nail didn't move at all.

    An Yi had no choice but to raise her eyes again and ask for help from Feng Qingchen: "You are still standing anyway, why don't you help me, and you can make whatever conditions you want!"

    Feng Qingchen glanced at An Yi lightly: "I'm hungry!"

    "Okay, okay, I will cook for you when we get back. I will feed you well. But now, you help me open the coffin lid first. If it's too late, this person will be in trouble!" An Yi nodded like garlic, but in his heart  He secretly scolded Feng Qingchen for being the reincarnation of a starving ghost who only knew how to eat!

    Feng Qingchen continued to stand without moving.

    "There's nothing here. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. What do you want me to do?" An Yi was stunned, and suddenly remembered that there were some mung bean cakes bought for Xiaodouzi in the medicine box. She quickly took them out and raised her eyebrows.  Chentu's little face came over and handed it to Feng Qingchen, "Uncle, please eat some pastry first to cushion it!"

    Feng Qingchen looked at her disheveled appearance, her eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, her figure moved slightly, she had already jumped into the pit, and she said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and cook for me!"

    Seeing Feng Qingchen pull out the nail with three strokes and five strokes without any effort, An Yi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly let go of the mung bean cake, and pushed open the coffin lid.

    With the dim candlelight, Anyi could see clearly that there was a woman in the coffin. She was about 20 years old, good-looking, and dressed in rich clothes. She looked like the wife of a wealthy family, but her lower body was covered with blood and she had ten fingernails.  Already bald, bleeding, and the person had passed out.

    An Yi quickly took off her clothes and inspected her. Feng Qingchen frowned and turned back coldly.

    "She must have just had a miscarriage, suffered from metrorrhagia, qi deficiency and blood loss, and was later put in a coffin. Wow, how cruel!" An Yi said, taking out a medicine bag from the medicine box, which she had just made today.  Shihui powder has the effect of stopping bleeding and cooling blood.

    The woman was unconscious and unable to swallow, and there was no water here. An Yi raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Qingchen: "Can you help her swallow the medicine? I have a cold, and I'm afraid it will make things worse if I pass it on to her! In this way, my mouth  Talk to each other!"

    Anyi lay on the lady's face and demonstrated.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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