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Chapter 235

Seeing his daughter's helpless appearance, Mo Xiong immediately ran over and put his hands on Ji Fan's pulse to make sure that he was dead. He could surprisingly find that Ji Fan's pulse was strong and strong, not like someone who was seriously injured and unconscious.

Mo Xiong's originally nervous mood suddenly became different, and he glanced at his unconscious son-in-law meaningfully.

Oh no!It should be the son-in-law who pretended to be unconscious.

Mo Xiong didn't say anything, but picked up Ji Fan, ran out quickly, and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Smelly boy, don't pretend to be asleep"

My daughter hasn't seen much blood. As the boss of the underworld, he has seen countless blood. He can't smell that the blood is not fresh, but like blood in a blood bag.

The blood that flowed out was a blood bag, and the pulse was strong. What else could he do besides pretending to be unconscious?
I don't know how he managed to get shot and still be unscathed, but from the blood pack he prepared in advance, it can be seen that he was prepared, maybe he directed and acted tonight.

Ji Fan opened one eye, looked at his father-in-law's calculating expression, and said with a helpless smile. "Don't let your daughter know!"

"Oh...is there any benefit?" Mo Xiong raised the corners of his mouth and smiled like an old fox.

"The advantage is that next year you will have your grandson in your arms."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Two foxes happily reached an agreement.

Mo Ziling, who was in a daze, didn't know that Boss Mo and Jianjian had reached an agreement, and fell deeply into Ji Fan's routine.

The scene became chaotic because Ji Fan was shot, and Mo Ziling only regained his composure when Mo's father picked Ji Fan up, and chased after him wiping away tears, his hands were still stained with blood.

Seeing the blood on the back of his hand, he almost cried again. This is Ji Fan's blood. For her blood, Ji Fan won't die, right?
She doesn't want to!
With this painful feeling of worrying about gains and losses, Mo Ziling followed his father to the hospital. Mo Ziling, who was sitting outside the operating room, did not know that Ji Fan in the hospital sat up after being sent to the operating room.

"Master, are you thirsty or tired?"

Nie Qing, who was wearing a doctor's uniform, walked over, holding a glass of watermelon juice, which was bright red.

Seeing the watermelon juice that was the same color as blood, Ji Fan rolled his eyes at Nie Qing. As a doctor, he is used to seeing blood, even if he is undergoing surgery, he can drink watermelon juice at the same time.

"What is my wife doing outside?"

"I'm crying!"

Hearing Mo Ziling crying, Ji Fan not only didn't feel guilty, but smiled even brighter.

"It's tiring! You don't know how to cherish until you lose it. Seeing that I almost died for her and said something touching before I died, a person with a heart of stone will be deeply moved."

Ji Fan nodded in satisfaction, drank his juice, and praised his wit.

Nie Qing looked at the complacent young master, stuck out his head, and reminded. "But young master, if young mistress finds out, you trick her, lie to her, you..."

Nie Qing deliberately protracted the sound to pour cold water on Ji Fan.

Ji Fan turned his head and stared at Nie Qing.

"If Xiao Momo finds out that I did it, you will die."

Nie Qing showed a smile uglier than crying, knowing what to blame him for, he is innocent, okay?Even if it was known, it wasn't him who leaked it!

After drinking the juice, Ji Fan disguised his abdomen, and then made a post-operative bandage. He also applied a cream on his face, which can keep his face pale for a long time.

After doing everything well, his uncle is lying on the operating table brushing Xiao Momo's beauty and flourishing age.

After more than an hour, he lay down again, and with the cooperation of Nie Qing, a temporary doctor wearing a mask, he was pushed out of the operating room.

(End of this chapter)