Chapter 162: Rise and Die

Li Jingxue scolded Yazhi angrily, and said in a heartfelt manner: "Have you ever been someone's wife?"

Have you ever really loved someone.

You have never known only possession, and it is not who you like in the world, who must live according to your wishes......

As she spoke, her pupils gradually dilated, and she got closer and closer to Yazhi.

Yazhi, you are not qualified to decide any decision of Zhao Ping at all, and you are not qualified to say anything wrong with me. ”

In the end, Li Jingxue almost put her face to the tip of Yazhi's nose, and Yazhi was not to be outdone, baring her teeth and not flinching.

The two women looked at each other like this, neither of them was convinced, the smell of gunpowder was wanton, and there was a possibility of detonation at any time.

Seeing this scene, Yao Ji was also at a loss, and said anxiously to Yazhi: "Forget it, Yazhi, don't go against the young master." ”

Yazhi laughed angrily: "I went against him, Zhao Ping was blind, so he married such a heartless woman."

Zhao Ping snorted coldly: "Enough, Yazhi, you'd better take care of my affairs." ”

"Okay, I don't care, if you want to die, let you die. ”

After saying that, she shook her face angrily and ran downstairs.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but sigh, he understood that Yazhi was doing everything for his own good, but Liu Xun had to save himself.

"Yao Ji, it depends on your attitude now, if you don't save it, I won't force it, but in the future, I don't think there is any need to mention your name as a miracle doctor, and the province will be said to be a waste of fame......"

Yao Ji rolled her eyes at Zhao Ping fiercely, and said angrily: "You are a dead fish head, wait, I'll change my clothes......"

The door slammed shut.

Zhao Ping had a black line on his head, looking at his wife on the side, Li Jingxue also spread her arms helplessly, saying that she couldn't do anything.

As soon as Yazhi walked outside the small building, he saw a man in his forties panting and asked, "Hello, where was my son taken by Zhao Ping, I want to go and see." ”

"Your son, is that dead man your son?" Azhi's eyes widened.

Liu Zhiyun paused, didn't think too much, and nodded.

I saw Yazhi shouting: "Okay, you are a harmful spirit, specially, see that I don't beat you to death......"

Yazhi was angry, and when he heard that it was this man who pushed his son down the stairs, and now he came to harm Zhao Ping for wasting the Demon Star Scroll, and suddenly slapped Liu Zhiyun in the face.

Liu Zhiyun was furious: "What's the situation, girl, I don't know you, why are you beating me." ”

Yazhi didn't talk nonsense, kicked out again, and directly kicked Liu Zhiyun into the woods, scolding, "You'll never see your son again, get out of my ......"

Yao Ji changed her clothes, walked out of the door, and saw that Zhao Jingxue was still there, and said with an unkind face: "If you want me to save people, you can leave as soon as possible." ”

Li Jingxue said embarrassedly: "Zhao Ping, I'll wait for you in the room"

Saying that, Li Jingxue went downstairs, and watching his wife leave, Zhao Ping said to Yao Ji angrily: "Sister, you can start." ”

Yakuhime nodded proudly.

There are three floors up and down the small building, the first and second floors each have five rooms, and the third floor is four rooms, each room can accommodate two people, so after Twelve Ji and Azhi moved in, there are still a lot of empty rooms left.

Zhao Ping found a vacant house on the third floor, and inspired Yiping to instantly fill the whole room with white light, and after the white light, the clean room could still smell the smell of sunlight, which was cleaner and more hygienic than the sterile operating room of the hospital!

Zhao Ping was lying on the bed with Liu Xun in his arms, Yao Ji closed the door, put on protective clothing, and Zhao Ping also took out a page of the Demon Star scroll and put it on the side of the bed.

This time, the two of them looked at each other and nodded, just like the last time they had myocardial infarction surgery for Li Ziweng.

Yao Ji spread out the surgical tools, and Zhao Ping controlled these knives in the air, floating in front of Yao Jidu.

When everything was ready, Yakuhime took a deep breath.

This is the first time she has operated on a dead person, and if it succeeds, it will be a historic scene, and it is destined to be an important case in the martial arts medicine canon!

"Start the operation and undress the patient!" said Yakuhime slowly and calmly.

Zhao Ping loosened Liu Xun's shirt slipperily, and Yao Ji wiped the coagulated blood on his skin.

From head to toe, gently pressing, gradually frowning, "The head, ribs, spleen, and lower limbs are damaged.

Next, we had to perform three surgeries in a row to remove the bruising and broken bones in his brain, remove the damaged internal organs, and finally connect the ribs and leg bones to the ......."

Saying that, Yao Ji looked at Zhao Ping: "Let me ask you again, did you really decide to perform such a big operation on this dead man?"

If the Demon Star Scroll can really replace his lost body tissue, I'm afraid that not a single page of the Demon Star Scroll will be enough......"

Zhao Ping nodded without hesitation.

"Do it, if one page isn't enough, I have one more!"

Seeing Zhao Ping so persistent, Yao Ji had nothing to say: "Okay, since you are desperate, as a doctor, I have to go all out......"

Outside the small building, Yazhi stood under the moon and didn't know what she was thinking, Liu Zhiyun hid under the tree and smoked a cigarette and didn't dare to approach her.

Just now, he was beaten up by Yazhi, but for the sake of his son, he would not leave even if he died.

Li Jingxue returned to the bedroom, sat on the bed and patted her sleeping daughter, looking at the dark night outside the windowsill, as if she couldn't see a trace of light!

Life in the future may not be as comfortable as before, once he said to Zhao Ping how bloody and bloody he was, trembling, and did not understand, but now she is in the middle of it and realizes how precious her peaceful days in the past are!

The whole night passed, and instead of the sun, the sky was cloudy and it rained.

The drizzle wet the windowsill, and the autumn wind in the mountains and forests woke up the sleeping Zhao Jiale with cold moisture.

The little girl opened her eyes dimly and saw her mother sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms folded, her eyes closed, but her brow was constricted.

Quietly, the little girl picked up a piece of clothing and covered her mother's body, but unfortunately she was really not tall, and she could only reach her mother's shoulder on tiptoe.

Accidentally, he threw himself into his mother's arms.

Li Jingxue was awakened and saw that it was her daughter, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Lele, you're awake, are you hungry, mom will cook you breakfast!"

Zhao Jiale nodded: "Mom, I'm so hungry, but I want to eat my father's cooking." ”

Li Jingxue was stunned, yes, according to usual, Zhao Ping had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for them at this time.

Li Jingxue picked up her daughter and said, "Dad came back late last night, and now I don't know if I have a rest, so let my mother cook breakfast for Lele today!"

Zhao Jiale hesitated and nodded obediently.

"Okay, Mom, put less salt when you cook, last time you fried an egg, it salted me to death!"

Li Jingxue had a black line, and pretended to be angry and scraped her daughter's little nose: "Snack goods, you are still so picky, you wait obediently in bed, and your mother will be back soon." ”

Saying that, Li Jingxue put her daughter on the bed and covered her with a quilt, and the weather has become a little cold after autumn.

Feeling the humidity from the gust of mountain wind, Li Jingxue walked to the window and prepared to close the window.

found that outside the small building, Liu Zhiyun was still drenched in the rain under the tree, stomping his feet, shivering from the cold.

Li Jingxue didn't have a good impression of him, but now seeing him suffering so much for his son, he didn't feel a little pity.