Miss Zhao had strong self-esteem, and dragged Miss Qiao Er to prevent her from going.

If she went, it would be as if she had to stick to Fu Yan's words.

Now, even if Fu Yan quit and begged her, she didn't want to be with him.

Good horses don't eat back grass.

After taking revenge, he got angry, and he never came to Qincheng again.

It's just that Miss Qiao Er really thinks that Miss Zhao is sister, and when she first guessed it, she felt incredible at first, and then her anger rushed directly to the top of her head.

"Don't pull me!"

Miss Qiao Er's tone was irritable, and her cheeks turned red.

Miss Zhao didn't notice Miss Qiao Er's abnormality, and grabbed Miss Qiao Er's wrist tightly and didn't let go.

"If you go, I'll go back to Beijing!"

"I said let it go! You don't understand! Miss Qiao Er almost roared.

Miss Zhao was stunned, a little frightened, but her nerves were slow to react, and her hand didn't have time to loosen.

"Ahh

Miss Qiao Er shouted irritably, her hand was raised, and she shook off Miss Zhao's hand, her eyes were scarlet, as if she had gone mad.

"Little Fish ......"

Miss Zhao subconsciously muttered, and Meng Xingcun's words quickly flashed in her mind.

Therefore, Xiaoyu also inherited Aunt Xiaoya's disease.

"Little fish!"

Miss Zhao immediately took action, wanting to stop Miss Qiao Er from being irritable any longer, after all, she was still pregnant and would hurt herself.

It's just that Miss Qiao Er, who is ill, has amazing strength, and Miss Zhao throws a mouse bogey, so she is afraid of hurting her, so she can't control it at all for a while.

The room was already in shambles, with sharp shards of glass everywhere.

The soft-soled slippers on the feet, I don't know when they fell, a pair of white and tender feet, dyed with dazzling red, dripping with blood.

"Xiaoyu, wake up, if you continue like this, you will have a miscarriage!" Miss Zhao's eyes were red.

Compared with revenge against Fu Yanci, Miss Qiao Er is much more important.

It's just that once this disease starts, it will be exhausted.

Her hands and feet were all wounds cut by sharp splinters, staining her hands and feet red, and staining her clothes and pants, but Miss Qiao Er still refused to stop.

Miss Zhao was really scared and shed tears: "Xiaoyu, don't be like this, calm down, you ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the person seemed to suddenly lose his strength, and the whole body collapsed in her arms.

Miss Zhao hurriedly picked up the person horizontally and put him on the bed.

The house was more chaotic than it had been robbed.

"How can there be such an evil disease in the world?"

Miss Zhao was crying while looking for the medicine box, and the back of her hand kept touching her tears, and her vision was blurred.

When all the wounds were treated, Miss Zhao's eyes were red like cherry tomatoes, but fortunately, they were only some skin injuries and did not hurt the child.

This was the first time that Miss Zhao saw the onset of this evil disease, and she was very frightened, so she contacted Meng Xingcun as soon as possible.

"Master, Xiaoyu is sick, it's too scary, woo woo woo ......"

People who easily refused to shed tears are now crying so much that their voices are choked.

"How's she? You're not hurt, are you? Meng Xingcun asked.

He knows that once this disease breaks out, he doesn't recognize anyone at all, and if he doesn't know how to do some work with him, it is difficult to avoid injury.

"I'm fine, it's just that Xiaoyu's hands and feet have been cut, I've already helped her deal with it, she's not awake yet, master, is there really no way to do this disease?"

Answer: Miss Zhao knows that the master loves Aunt Xiaoya so much, if he had, he would have saved Aunt Xiaoya a long time ago, and he would never watch her die, but even if she knew, she still wanted to ask.

"You take care of Xiaoyu, you have to be careful yourself, if necessary, you can directly knock people out." Meng Xingcun instructed.

Miss Zhao let out an 'oh', knowing that there was no other good way.

After falling asleep for more than ten hours, Miss Zhao fell asleep on the side of the bed, not daring to leave half a step.

Miss Qiao Er felt that she woke up in pain, and her whole body hurt, especially her hands and feet, which hurt badly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Miss Zhao's eyes were like rabbits, staring at her intently.

"You're crying, Fu Yanci bullied you?" Miss Qiao Er doesn't remember anything about when she went crazy.

It's like I'm possessed by some kind of demon.

"Xiaoyu, do you feel anything uncomfortable?"

Miss Zhao's voice was hoarse.

Miss Qiao Er looked down at her hand, and tried to move her foot again, obviously injured and wrapped in bandages.

I had experience before, and I immediately understood what was going on.

"Am I sick? Have you ever been injured? Miss Qiao Er's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea.

Originally, she was still thinking about luck, thinking that she would not have another seizure in the future, but she didn't expect that after only a few days, she would have another seizure.

It seems that it is time to make a decision.

"I'm fine, Xiaoyu......" Miss Zhao said, tears rolling out again.

She knew that there was no way to control this evil disease, and it was the first time she felt such a deep sense of powerlessness.

So, after so many years, how did her master come over.

"I'm fine, don't cry, the important thing now is to find Mr. Fu to make it clear......"

"I'm not looking for it!"

Miss Zhao shook her head into a rattle, and now nothing is as important as Miss Qiao Er.

"I'll talk to him, I'm going to give you an explanation, don't worry, I'm fine." Miss Qiao Er comforted Miss Zhao.

Miss Zhao still shook her head, and made up her mind not to care about Fu Yanci anymore.

She shouldn't have pulled the little fish, and she shouldn't have been in a hurry.

Miss Qiao Er saw that she was stubborn again, and she didn't face her head-on, but only pulled a pillow behind her.

It's just that the slight movement of the palm of the hand is a pain in the heart, as if the wound is about to crack.

"I'm hungry, can you go get me some food?" Miss Qiao Er leaned back and sat down before she said.

Miss Zhao immediately nodded and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand: "I'll go now." ”

Miss Zhao was deceived away, and Miss Qiao Er sighed low and dialed Zhou Zhao's number.

What flashed in my mind was Mr. Shao's handsome face, angry, serious, helpless, spoiled, so reluctant......

Why not let the day come a little later.

Or maybe she had never met him.

Miss Zhao ordered food, called room service again, and came over to clean up the mess in the room, she had been guarding Miss Qiao Er before, and she didn't have the heart to take care of these at all.

The things were packed, and Zhou Gongzi and the people also arrived, as fast as a gust of wind.

"What are you doing here?" Miss Zhao stopped at the door and asked vigilantly at Zhou Gongzi.

From the bottom of her heart, Miss Zhao doesn't like Zhou Gongzi.

"Xiaoyu called me over, why, don't let me in?" Zhou Gongzi smiled slightly.

Childe's brother plays with flowers, a simple-minded little sister, like a blank sheet of paper in front of him.

Miss Zhao pouted, obviously not angry, but still let it aside: "Come in." ”

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