"Juan'er!" Wang Dahu nervously shouted Cheng Cuijuan in his arms, and shouted at Cheng Xuexi while turning around, "Xiaoxue, your mother has fainted! Quick, go find someone to help! Call a car! Send to the hospital!"

Cheng Xuexi came out of that room and stood next to him with an indifferent face, not moving.

The thin old man and the middle-aged man with glasses who followed behind helped him run out to find someone.

This accident made Feng Wu frown a little, and he glanced sideways at Carambola Creek.

"Let's go. Carambola Creek pursed her lips mockingly, and turned around to leave.

"Stop!" Wang Dahu shouted.

Carambola Xi stopped and looked at Wang Dahu slightly sideways: "What else does Mr. Wang have for advice?"

"Juan'er broke her heart for you, and now she is so angry that she faints because of you, doesn't your conscience hurt at all?" Wang Dahu looked at Carambola Creek sadly.

"Mr. Wang. Carambola Xi chuckled and pointed to Cheng Xuexi on the side, "My daughter is not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?"

"Xiaoxue!" Wang Dahu looked at Cheng Xuexi along her fingers, a little dissatisfied.

"She's fine. Cheng Xuexi replied lightly.

"Mr. Wang, you haven't been back for a long time, have you?" Carambola Xi laughed and asked, "No wonder you're in such a hurry, lo and behold, your daughter is much calmer than you." ”

"What do you mean?!" Wang Dahu gritted his teeth slightly, and his face darkened.

"It's very clear, because we're all used to it. Carambola Xi spread her hands, "This is her forte, used to deal with my father and Lu Meng, none of them have been effective, now, look, Mr. Wang, don't you also take effect here?"

She said as she paid attention to Cheng Cuijuan's reaction.

Sure enough, Cheng Cuijuan was still limp in Wang Dahu's arms, but the hand hanging down beside her was clenched tightly, and the edge of her pants that was flat was wrinkled like dried pickles.

"You don't sow discord here!" Wang Dahu looked at him angrily and hugged Cheng Cuijuan tighter, "If something happens to her, I won't be able to spare you." ”

"Alas, Mr. Wang, it's a bit unreasonable for you to say this, she fainted herself, and I didn't make her faint, but for the sake of her not killing me for so many years, I estimate that I will save her again. ”

Carambola Xi sighed and walked back, but there was no guilt on her face, but with a shallow smile, she squatted in front of them, touched the edge of her clothes, and took the opportunity to take a needle from the 33rd floor to sew the quilt.

The needle for sewing the quilt is much thicker than the needle for sewing clothes, and it is just right to "save" Cheng Cuijuan.

"What are you doing?" Wang Dahu was stunned, staring at the needle in Carambola's hand.

Who would carry a needle so thick in their clothes?

"Aren't you anxious and nervous? I'll help you wake her up. Carambola Xi shook the needle in her hand and smiled even sweeter.

"This ...... How to save it?" Wang Dahu was a little dumbfounded.

Is this the wooden girl they were talking about?

Carambola Xi ignored him, grabbed Cheng Cuijuan's hand, and unceremoniously plunged the needle between the fingers of her middle finger.

Blood immediately oozed out.

Cheng Cuijuan remained motionless and did not react.

Cheng Xuexi watched from the side, subconsciously clasped his arms, and almost imperceptibly shrank back.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, when she used to wash the dishes, her fingertips were scratched a little bit, and it hurt terribly, so, this fainting is real?

"It doesn't work? Carambola Creek exclaimed exaggeratedly, glanced at Cheng Cuijuan, quickly pulled out the needle, and plunged at her index finger.

Old White Lotus, is this about to become a hermit?

If it hadn't been for the fact that her hand froze for that moment, she would have almost suspected that she had made a mistake.

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