No matter how fierce I will cry for you

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

If she went, it would seem that she insisted on staying close to Fu Yanci.

Now, even if Fu Yanci came to beg her, she would not want to be with him.

A good horse never turns back.

After taking revenge and venting his anger, he will never come to Qincheng again.

However, Miss Qiao Er sincerely thought that Miss Zhao was her sister. When she guessed it, she felt incredible at first, and then her anger rushed 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 anything unusual about Miss Qiao Er, and held on to Miss Qiao Er's wrist tightly without letting go.

"If you go, I will go back to Beijing!"

"I said let go! Do you understand?" Miss Qiao Er almost shouted.

Miss Zhao was stunned, a little frightened, but her nerves reacted slowly and she didn't have time to loosen her grip.

"what!"

Miss Qiao Er shouted angrily, raised her hand, and shook off Miss Zhao's hand. Her eyes were scarlet, as if she was possessed.

"Little fish..."

Miss Zhao murmured subconsciously, 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 to prevent Miss Qiao Er from becoming irritable again. After all, she was still pregnant and would hurt herself.

However, the sick Miss Qiao Er was extremely strong, and Miss Zhao was afraid of hurting her, so she couldn't control it at the moment.

The room was in a mess, with sharp shards of glass everywhere.

The soft-soled slippers on her feet had fallen off at some point, and a pair of white and tender feet were stained with dazzling red and dripping with blood.

"Xiaoyu, wake up, you will miscarry if you continue like this!" Miss Zhao's eyes turned red in fear.

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

However, once this disease occurs, it will definitely consume you to the point of exhaustion.

Her hands and feet were all covered in wounds cut by sharp fragments. Her hands and feet were stained red, and her clothes were stained. Miss Qiao Er still refused to stop.

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

Before she finished speaking, the figure seemed to have suddenly lost its strength and collapsed in her arms.

Miss Zhao quickly picked him up and put him on the bed.

The house was more chaotic than if it had been robbed.

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

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

When all the wounds were treated, Miss Zhao's eyes were as red as cherry tomatoes. Fortunately, it was just some skin injuries and the child was not hurt.

This was the first time that Ms. Zhao had seen the onset of this evil disease. She was so frightened that she contacted Meng Xingcun immediately.

"Master, Xiaoyu is sick, it's so scary, wuwuwu..."

The person who refused to shed tears easily was now crying so hard that his voice was choked.

"How is she? Are you not injured?" Meng Xingcun asked.

He knew that once this kind of disease attacks, it will not recognize people at all. If the people around him don't know how to do it, it will be difficult to avoid being injured.

"I'm fine. It's just that Xiaoyu's hands and feet were cut. I've helped her take care of it. She's not conscious yet. Master, is there really no cure for this disease?"

The answer: Miss Zhao knew that the master loved Aunt Xiaoya so much. If he had, he would have saved Aunt Xiaoya long ago and would never watch her die. However, even if she knew, she still wanted to ask more questions. "Take good care of Xiaoyu, and be careful yourself. If necessary, you can knock people out directly." Meng Xingcun instructed.

Miss Zhao said 'Oh', knowing that there was no other good way.

After sleeping for more than ten hours, Miss Zhao lay down beside the bed and slept, not daring to leave even half a step.

Miss Qiao Er felt that she woke up in pain. Her whole body ached, especially her hands and feet. The pain was severe.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Miss Zhao's eyes like rabbits, staring at her intently.

"You're crying. Did Fu Yanci bully you?" Miss Qiao Er didn't even remember what happened when she went crazy.

It's like being possessed by some monster.

"Xiaoyu, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Miss Zhao's voice was hoarse.

Miss Qiao Er looked down at her hands and tried to move her feet. She was obviously injured and was wrapped in a bandage.

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

"Am I sick? Are you injured?" Miss Qiao Er's heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Originally, she was still taking chances, thinking that she would never have another attack in the future. Unexpectedly, just a few days later, she would have another attack.

It looks like it's 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, how did her master come here after all these years?

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

"No more looking for it!"

Miss Zhao shook her head like a rattle. Nothing was as important as Miss Qiao Er now.

"I'll go talk to him and give you an explanation no matter what. 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 worry about Fu Yanci anymore.

She shouldn't have dragged Xiaoyu here, let alone make her anxious and angry.

Seeing that she was being stubborn again, Miss Qiao Er did not face her head on, but just pulled a pillow behind her.

However, the slightest movement of the palm would cause a heart-wrenching pain, as if the wound was about to burst.

"I'm hungry, can you help me get something to eat?" Miss Qiao Er said after sitting down.

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

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

All that flashed through my mind were Mr. Shao’s handsome faces, angry, serious, helpless, doting, and so reluctant to let go...

Why not let this day come later.

Or maybe she never met him.

Miss Zhao ordered the meal, called for room service, and came to clean up the mess in the room. She had been guarding Miss Qiao Er before and had no intention of taking care of this.

After everything was packed, Mr. Zhou also arrived, as fast as a gust of wind.

"What are you doing here?" Miss Zhao stopped at the door and stared at Mr. Zhou warily.

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

"Xiaoyu called me over. Why, you won't let me in?" Mr. Zhou said with a slightly frivolous smile.

The young man's little sister is like a piece of white paper in front of him.

Miss Zhao pouted, obviously unhappy, but stepped aside: "Come in."