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Chapter 281 Sheng Xixiu is heartbroken

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    Jiang Rao, who came up, pinched his wrist and held it in the air.

    Her bones seemed to have been crushed to pieces, and her facial features were distorted in pain. When she saw Sheng Qianqian coming down from the elevator, she shouted regardless of her image: "QianqianQianqian, please save aunt"

    Sheng Qianqian ran over in a few steps and looked at the woman protected in the man's arms gently, as if she understood something.

    She frowned and looked at Sheng Xixiu: "Don't tell me, you want to protect her?"

    Sheng Xixiu raised her lips and said calmly: "Sister, if you don't have time to worry about the Gu family's shit, why don't you think about it and prepare a wedding gift for my biological brother."

    Sheng Qianqian¡¯s eyes were filled with confusion, but her tone was calm: ¡°Are you married?¡±

    Sheng Xixiu hummed lightly and was about to say something else, but the little woman who was leaning against his heart grabbed his lapel and gave him an exhausted warning.

    "My hand hurts!"

    After she finished speaking so softly, her hands were held by the man.

    There was a blood-long gash in the palm of his left hand. The incision was so deep that you could see the muscles and bones inside. Sheng Xiu's eyes shrank several times in pain.

    Sheng Xixiu was really mad. He drew his gun and banged it on the ceiling. He said coldly to the group of people behind Mother Gu: "Who did this?"

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    After Sheng Xixiu said this, he picked up the woman.

    He said to Jiang Zhuo behind him: "I will arrest them all and take them to the Shengbao Camp. I want to see who dares to bully Mrs. Shengshuai!"

    After he finished speaking, Mu Zhao in his arms made a weak voice: "I did it myself and it has nothing to do with them."

    "Let them go!" Mu Zhao's palms really hurt. The pain caused all the senses in her body to converge, leaving her unable to think too much. "You can send someone to Gu's house to take my grandma out. You can arrange it anywhere.  Just don¡¯t stay at Gu¡¯s house anymore.¡±

    Sheng Xixiu was so distressed that his eyes were red and bloodshot: "Shut up, save your energy and stop talking."

    A minute later, Jiang Rao quickly arranged the ward and doctors.

    The incision is too deep, so we can only use anesthesia and stitches.

    Sheng Xixiu watched the whole process, picking up and dropping the needles one by one, as if they were stabbed in the heart, causing intense pain.

    Mu Zhao was already feeling groggy and had a high fever. She was still wearing the lace sling she had worn when she came out of Gu's house, but she was wrapped in a ginger coat that Sheng Qianqian had taken off at that time.

    The calves and feet were bare, and the spots of dried blood were shocking.

    Sheng Xixiu was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

    He accompanied the doctor calmly throughout the whole process, followed the doctor into the office, and asked calmly: "Will there be scars?"

    The attending physician was so nervous that he broke into a cold sweat, "I'm sorry, Sheng Shuai. The wound is too deep and the bones are broken. There must be scars, but it's not hopeless to spend time and effort to repair them all."

    When the doctor said this, he paused, looked at the man's face, and said even more fearfully: "As for the little girl's high fever it is a sequelae of psychedelic drugs or it may be excessive fright. Otherwise, it may be psychological trauma. This requires  It depends on whether the individual is open-minded and needs guidance.¡±

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    When Sheng Xixiu came out of the doctor's office, he saw Sheng Qianqian guarding the door.

    He frowned slightly and said calmly, "Is something wrong?"

    Sheng Qianqian looked indifferent: "I just want to know what you mean?"

    Sheng Xixiu walked to the end of the corridor, lit a cigarette, and squinted at the dim night window: "What do you want to say?"

    Sheng Qianqian smiled and said, "Don't you know what I want to say? Xixiu, the eldest sister has been here, and I just want to remind you that you can play, but if you are serious, let's not say whether the ancestors will forgive you, just what you think in your heart  Whether it can be passed or not is a question.¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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