Chapter 5 The Hope of Making a Fortune

"What are you doing!"

Glancing at the wound on his abdomen that had been stitched with black threads, Xi Yunjing's face changed slightly, and he saw a flash of cold light, and the sword in his hand was already almost accurate across Song Yuanqing's neck.

"What did you do to me?"

Song Yuanqing shouted that he was wronged.

"You're sick! You've been stabbed in the stomach, and if I don't sew it up for you, will you still let your internal organs fall out? ”

Xi Yunjing's heart skipped a beat, "It's just a skin injury." ”

"Two inches short, your lungs will be poked out, without me, your wound will be left like this, and sooner or later you will get tetanus! Tetanus knows? It's going to die! ”

Xi Yunjing looked at her for a moment, "If you sew it, you won't die?" ”

Song Yuanqing rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "Thanks to you for meeting me, cleaning and disinfection plus stitching, I won't die steadily." ”

"Okay."

I saw him put away the sword in his hand, sat on the ground just now, and slowly leaned against the wall.

Song Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, "You...... What does it mean? ”

Xi Yunjing raised his eyes and looked at her, "Didn't you let me go?" ”

She almost choked on her own saliva.

Then he can't just sit on the ground.

Song Yuanqing coughed lightly, "You get up, sit over there, it's cold on the ground." ”

Xi Yunjing glanced at the dried firewood over there, "No need, I'll just sit like this." ”

Song Yuanqing pursed his lips, muttering in his heart that this person is afraid that he is not from a rich and noble family, and he still dislikes this thing when he has arrived in this field......

"Do you have this, post me another one."

Seeing him pointing to the gauze that was thrown on the ground, Song Yuanqing said angrily: "No, who asked you to take it off!" ”

Are you kidding!

Although she has a whole hospital and can go back to the space at any time to pick it up, but the space is such a mysterious thing that it must not be seen......

In addition, this thing is not inexhaustible, just because he is so wasteful, where is Song Yuanqing willing to give him a second one.

The most important thing is that this is a good thing in modern society, and it will definitely sell for a lot of money in this Dashun......

Song Yuanqing, who was thinking like this just now, had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and even a pair of eyes lit up.

Isn't this the best way to make a fortune?

She stabilized the excitement in her heart, "You rest first, I have to go out beforehand." ”

Dropping these words, Song Yuanqing left in such a hurry.

As the door closed, the curvature of Xi Yunjing's lips in the room became more and more obvious, and the light in his eyes gradually became hot from obscurity.

was about to find a no-man's land to enter the space, but he didn't expect that when he went out, Song Yuanqing almost collided with someone else.

It was her cheap eldest grandson Yuan Chengwen who came.

Yuan Chengwen put his hands behind his back, and a pair of eyes wanted to look into the room. Song Yuanqing stood on tiptoe to block his vision, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Who are you talking to?"

Song Yuanqing's eyebrows jumped. "I'm talking to you."

Yuan Chengwen was not easy to fool, he raised his chin slightly, "There is someone in your house?" ”

"What are you talking about, stinky boy!" Song Yuanqing glared at a pair of apricot eyes, "Your grandfather just entered the ground, so you said that I stole people?" ”

“……”

Yuan Chengwen glanced at her with a subtle expression, and then took out two fruits from behind him.

"My dad said you should still be hungry, so let's take this mat first."

Song Yuanqing took the two fruits, a little unsure. "This is, for me?"

Yuan Chengwen sneered: "If it's not for you, who else can you give it to?" Do you want it for my grandfather? ”

If it weren't for Song Yuanqing still holding two fruits in her hands, I'm afraid she would have to beat people now.

"My dad said he would go to the street tomorrow and write letters to people, and he would probably earn a few pennies."

The corners of Song Yuanqing's eyes twitched twice.

When the government came to arrest people just now, Yuan Wei was still indifferent, and now he said that he was going to make money to support his family?

What can I buy for a few pennies?

She had already gone to the street to explore the market just now, and she couldn't buy anything for a few pennies. Yuan Wei is still a local, I don't know this market yet?

She looked down and saw the two fruits in her hand, and softened her tone, "This is what your father asked you to take?" ”

Yuan Chengwen nodded.

Song Yuanqing was silent for a moment, "Actually, your father is not bad." ”

Her voice was too small, and Yuan Chengwen couldn't hear it very clearly. "What did you say?"

Song Yuanqing snorted. "Nothing, so be it."

With that, she opened the door again and entered, slamming it shut.