Don't mess with the rich girl

Mu Qingqing touched his head and really dared to say anything. Moxiaohe could see that she wanted to steal plasma. He was a soldier. How could he do such an immoral thing?

"Buy. Pay a high price to buy." there is a black market selling blood. Moxiaohe knows those places, as long as he gives enough money.

As it happens, he doesn't worry about money.

"You go to city a to find aunt Qiong first. I'll do it with the devil." moxiaohe spoiled and touched her head. It's good to help her solve the problem.

The spaceship stopped steadily on the roof of Yang Xiao's house. Mu Qingqing went downstairs to Yang Xiao's floor.

Standing at the door, her heart was uneasy. She didn't dare to close her eyes to see the situation in the room. She was afraid to face aunt Qiong.

"Waste, I've died once. Why should I be afraid of death?" she cursed herself in a low voice, bit her cherry red lips, put one hand against the snow-white wall, and forced herself to summon up the courage to face the reality.

The slightly dark finger clenched into a fist and raised her hand to knock on the door of Yang Xiao's house. Her hand trembled, but she didn't have the courage to knock.

"Mu Qingqing, cheer up." Mu Qingqing hung her head and was restless. She knew that Aunt Qiong could get along with her for a month, but she had been missing for more than 20 days and didn't spend a day with aunt Qiong. Now she was afraid of bad news.

Before she came here, she didn't say hello to Yang Xiao. Now she arrived at the door and didn't even have the courage to knock.

She admitted that she was really cowardly before.

Decadent back to the position of the stairs, she squatted in the corridor and cried silently.

Cry about your miserable past. Now I don't know if the people who care about themselves most can live well. The trip to h and the experience of the underground island in the past 20 days are less important than Mujia and aunt Qiong.

In her last life, she was betrayed by the people she loved most and killed by the people she loved most. She was not defeated.

But in this life, her best person is about to die, and she is very painful.

Like the heavy rain, Mu Qingqing held her knees in the corridor and cried bitterly.

After crying for a long time, she wiped away her tears as if her cowardice had disappeared in crying.

The reality is that if she doesn't go in to accompany aunt Qiong, she may never have a chance to accompany her again.

Pack up your emotions and muqingqing stands up again.

When she came to Yang Xiao's house, she knocked.

Hearing the knock, Yang Xiao immediately ran to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes. When he saw the familiar and kind face, he quickly opened the door.

"Sister Qing, you really want to worry me to death." Yang Xiao kept on talking about these days. "Your aunt has been awake for several days and has been saying she wants to go home. She has started a hunger strike these two days. She also said she won't let her go home, so she starved to death here."

Mu Qingqing pushed away Yang Xiao and hurried to the inner bedroom.

On the white big bed, aunt Qiong was wearing a set of soft cotton pajamas, which was thinner than a month ago.

The aunt who took care of her stepped aside and stood when she saw a guest coming.

"Aunt Qiong." when Mu Qingqing saw her slightly emaciated face, her tears couldn't help falling. She rushed to Aunt Qiong's bed and knelt next to her.

"Qingqing girl, what have you been wronged?" aunt Qiong moved her body, but she was weak because she didn't eat these two days.

"Sorry, it's all because of Qingqing." Mu Qingqing buried her head by the bed and apologized to Aunt Qiong with a cry.

She felt very guilty. If she hadn't been soft hearted, Su Cuiyun wouldn't have had a chance to harm aunt Qiong.

Aunt Qiong gently touched Mu Qingqing's head and said painfully, "good girl, get up quickly. You can't do anything sorry for Aunt Qiong."

"Sorry, all the mistakes are pure." she forgot the day when Aunt Qiong went up the mountain. All the blame was on her. Just hope aunt Qiong can live well.

"Why is the girl crying so sad? Aunt Qiong's luck in picking up her life for a month is thanks to her. Get up and lick your parents on your knees. There is gold under the girl's knees. You can't kneel disorderly." aunt Qiong touched the black ash on the side of her face and didn't know what the girl had experienced. The clean and beautiful little girl seemed to have rolled in the stove, Become dirty. Aunt Qiong wanted to help her up, but she didn't have the strength.

Only a few days after waking up, aunt Qiong clearly remembered what happened on the cliff that day. She didn't know Yang Xiao and couldn't trust him. Knowing that her life span was few days, she wanted to go back to her home and say goodbye. But mu Qingqing tells Yang Xiao to keep an eye on Aunt Qiong, just not to let her out of the door.

"Aunt Qiong can stand it. Qingqing will always remember your kindness to Qingqing." Mu Qingqing cried bitterly, but Yang Xiao standing at the door was stunned.

From the first time he saw Mu Qingqing, he knew that she was a cold temperament and didn't like to laugh often. When he was on the card table, he felt as cold as ice. This is the first time to see Mu Qingqing cry to the point of collapse.

Even so, it can't change Yang Xiao's admiration for mu Qingqing.

I don't know how many days she hasn't taken a bath. Regardless of the reason, Yang Xiao ordered the nurse to help Mu Qingqing find a set of clean clothes.

Mu Qingqing is also a little weak and dizzy.

"Sister Qing, go take a good bath first. You dirty come to see your aunt. She can't stand your smell." Yang Xiao joked and wanted to ease the atmosphere.

"Yes, girl, go take a bath first and take aunt Qiong home later." aunt Qiong knows that there is only one day left tomorrow. She wants to go home to accompany her family.

"Aunt Qiong, I've found a way to save you. Qingqing doesn't allow you to leave." Mu Qingqing suddenly and excitedly holds aunt Qiong's hand, like holding the only beam of light in life, and holds it tightly.

Aunt Qiong looked at her in surprise, but she couldn't tell the truth of Mu Qingqing's words. She said with a wry smile, "life and death are destiny. Don't be persistent, girl."

"No, it's not persistence. I must save you." Mu Qingqing rubbed his eyes, tears misty.

"Well, go wash your face first. Anyway, I'll go back to my home first. I don't trust my family." aunt Qiong doesn't believe that Mu Qingqing can save her at all. Falling from such a high cliff, ordinary people would have died long ago. She has lived an extra month, which is enough.

Muqingqing choked and had difficulty speaking. Yang Xiao can only do it himself and help her to the bathroom.

"Sister Qing, what's the matter with you? You're crying so miserably. Is there anything I can help?" Yang Xiao took her to the bathroom door and asked her by the way.

Mu Qingqing waved his hand and closed the bathroom door with a heavy heart.

She also knew that her current state was not suitable for talking with aunt Qiong. At this time, moxiaohe and moxiaoyun went to find plasma, and she could wash herself.

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At the other end, moxiaohe carries a black package and moxiaoyun to the blood selling black market in city A. This is a dirty street. There are all kinds of garbage bags at the door of small shops on the street, including non-staple food and snacks.

Moxiaohe took moxiaoyun into a non-staple food store.

"How much is type B blood?" moxiaohe asked directly.

The owner of the grocery store looked at him dirty and his clothes were of camouflage color. He couldn't help looking at him with a look of contempt.

"You go, I'm not a blood bank here. What kind of blood do you sell?" the owner of the grocery store waved his hand and felt disgusted at his appearance. Beggars are cleaner than him.

"Brother Mo, are we looking for the wrong one?" Mo Xiaoyun pulled the corner of the moxiao river. Their time was precious and could not be delayed.

"5000 ml, 150000, sell or not?" moxiaohe put the big black package in his hand on the shopkeeper's counter, opened a corner of the zipper and stared at him fiercely.

The owner of the grocery store stared at the big black package on the counter and the red banknotes in one corner. His heart began to accelerate.

Darling, so much money.

Real gold and silver, it's hard to suppress your inner desire.

The owner of the non-staple food shop had a clear eye, nodded repeatedly and said, "sell, sell, sell."

Sell him the whole store.

After pulling down the gate of the grocery store, the boss led moxiaohe and moxiaoyun to the cloth curtain.

"Wait, I'll go and get you plasma." the owner of the grocery store walked to his kitchen with a smile. He took out a lot of plasma bags from the constant temperature refrigerator and put them in front of the moxiao river.

"It's all type B blood." the shopkeeper's eyes stayed on the big black package. He was happy that he was about to get the money.

Mo Xiaoyun also breathed a sigh of relief. With these plasma, he doesn't have to worry about changing blood. In this way, he can change blood without risk.

Moxiaohe took out a military knife from his boots, stabbed it neatly on the table, and looked at the shopkeeper with a cruel look. If his eyes could kill, he would have cut the greedy boss in front of him.

"Well... How can we rob?" the shopkeeper stepped back and was stunned by his fierce temperament.

Moxiaoyun once felt the fierce momentum of moxiaohe River, but he didn't understand. Why did brother Mo still use a knife when he opened a shop to do business?

"I want pure type B blood, you fucking take back the other blood types!" moxiaohe stood up. Now he was dressed in dirty camouflage clothes, especially like a robbed mountain thief.

"Well, it's all type B blood," replied the shopkeeper with a stiff neck.

"I've killed 31 people. Do you want to be the next?" moxiaohe pulled out his saber from the table and the cold light came out.

"It's easy to talk about business." the shopkeeper was completely counselled when he heard that he had killed 31 people. Embarrassed, he took the plasma pretended by other blood groups from the table.