Don't mess with the rich girl

"That's all." the shopkeeper shrunk his neck and replied.

"How many milliliters?" moxiaohe looked at the poor few bags of plasma left in front of him. He also had a big head. For a while and a half, it's still a little difficult to collect 5000 ml of blood.

"One thousand milliliters." the shopkeeper replied honestly. He didn't know how moxiao River judged the impure blood, but he was afraid of the sharp military knife in moxiao River's hand.

Moxiaohe took 20000 yuan from the package and threw it to the shopkeeper, and then gave the plasma to moxiaoyun.

The shopkeeper took 20000 yuan from the table with soft legs. He was secretly glad that he had saved his life. Twenty thousand dollars is good.

"Brother Mo, there is still a gap of 4000 ml." Mo Xiaoyun had already put thermal insulation materials in his backpack in order to properly preserve the plasma. He is also afraid of moxiao river now. Brother Mo is fierce. It's terrible.

Fortunately, Mu Qingqing hasn't seen him fierce and ruffian. Otherwise, he will definitely not marry moxiaohe in the future. Mo Xiaoyun thought silently in his heart.

"Go to the next one." moxiaohe's thin lips pursed, and the general's knife hid in his boots. He just held the engraved part so that he wouldn't show his stuffing in front of the shopkeeper.

On the sabre was clearly engraved "army special combat brigade - moxiao River".

"Don't tell ah Qing what happened just now." after walking for a while, moxiaohe told moxiaoyun again.

"Ah? Ah. Oh, OK." Mo Xiaoyun was stunned and hurried to keep up with the pace of Mo Xiaohe. He thought silently in his heart that brother Mo was afraid.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid she's too worried." moxiaohe explained helplessly.

Mo Xiaoyun covered his mouth and laughed.

"Little devil!" moxiaohe gave him a cold warning.

All right, not afraid of being clear. Mo Xiaoyun restrained his smile and hurriedly followed Mo Xiaohe to the next place to sell plasma.

After collecting a large circle, 150000 flowers were spent, but there was still a difference of 500 ml of blood.

"Little devil, it doesn't matter if it's 500 ml?" asked moxiaohe.

"No, a whole-body blood exchange, one milliliter can't be less." Mo Xiaoyun shook his head. He must not let Mo Xiaohe take a little risk.

Moxiao River looked up at the dark sky. Where can I find 500 ml of blood now?

The night sank and there were only the last twenty hours left. After the blood change, I have to leave time for Aunt Joan to operate.

"Take a risk, just use that blood." moxiaohe closed his lips. His body was hard. It shouldn't be a problem if he was 500 ml short.

Mo Xiaoyun shook his head, "one milliliter can't be less."

"Time is not enough. The black market is closed at night, and we have all the surrounding type B plasma." these are the only places that moxiaohe knows to sell plasma, and he has traveled all over.

"What about the hospital?" moxiaoyun knew that the blood bank of the hospital had plasma. He thought it was moxiaohe who didn't think of it, so he reminded him.

"Hospitals don't sell plasma. Those are reserved for people in need." moxiaohe subconsciously frowned. He knew who had type B blood. However, under such circumstances, he can't show up. It's really worrying to death.

Mo Xiaoyun became anxious. Without enough plasma, his life would be in danger. He couldn't take the risk.

……

In the living room of Yang Xiao's house.

On the table are fine vegetable porridge, with big bones and a plate of light fried carrots. This meal was specially prepared for Aunt Qiong, a patient. Yang Xiao and they also ate some light food.

Mu Qingqing feeds aunt Qiong in person. After feeding, she goes to the table.

Aunt Qiong was lying in bed and wanted to go home now. Her heart had already flown back to the house at the foot of the mountain.

Muqingqing deliberately eats slowly. She is waiting for moxiaohe and moxiaoyun to come back. I can't reach them because I don't have a cell phone.

"Where have you been all this time?" Yang Xiao saw that she was in a stable mood and became more and more curious about where she went this time.

Afraid of aunt Qiong urging her again, Mu Qingqing chatted with Yang Xiao. "I went abroad."

"To find a doctor?" Yang Xiao looked at the direction where Aunt Qiong was lying, and his curiosity was even more serious. Why didn't Mu Qingqing send the aunt to the hospital? Why did he go abroad to find a doctor?

"HMM." Mu Qingqing nodded hard.

"I haven't found a doctor to show your aunt these days. You have to tell me what's going on with your aunt now?" Yang Xiao lowered his voice and discussed aunt Qiong's condition with Mu Qingqing. He also heard aunt Qiong say that he fell from a high altitude.

However, Mu Qingqing told him not to send her to the hospital. Many times he wanted to send aunt Qiong to the hospital.

"It's all right. My aunt may be fine tomorrow. Yang Xiao, I really thank you for this time. I'll settle all the expenses of my aunt for you in a while." Mu Qingqing sipped a mouthful of vegetable porridge, but his heart was full of worry.

Will it really get better tomorrow

"Don't talk to me about money and hurt your feelings. Besides, the real estate tycoon in city a is obviously my Yang Xiao's name, but you mu Qingqing is my noble man." Yang Xiao thanked Mu Qingqing for giving him a new promotion. He didn't take this account of sesame and garlic skin at all.

"Then deduct it from my dividend, one thing for one." Mu Qingqing doesn't want to owe Yang Xiao a favor.

"By the way, you've been abroad for a while. Don't you know what's going on in your family?" Yang Xiao's conversation turned and gossip began about muqingqing's family affairs.

"Mu Jia?" Mu Qingqing looked at Yang Xiao stupidly. She was wondering if it was Mu Jia. Yang Xiao also knows that it may also be the business of the Chinese family.

"Yes, your sister and my cousin are going to get married." Yang Xiao smiled and talked about it very funny.

"Oh." Mu Qingqing answered, but there was no special reaction. During this time, she was busy saving aunt Qiong, and she didn't have time to take care of the Mu family. However, the marriage between mu Xiaoyou and Zhan Yufei was promoted by her.

"I don't know who got your sister's pregnancy report into the gossip news. In order to block others' mouths, your mother asked people to write a public relations article saying that they two love each other." Yang Xiao was a theater mentality and didn't hesitate to say something about the wooden family. He knows that the Mu family is not very good at Mu Qingqing.

"That woman is not my mother, and Mu Xiaoyou is not my sister." Mu Qingqing replied coldly.

"You are still wise. Although my cousin is my relative, I also know his virtue. This man is too greedy. He eats the pot and looks at the bowl. As long as he is given a springboard, he wants the whole universe." Yang Xiao has already seen through Zhan Yufei's mind. Relatives belong to relatives, but it is not suitable to find a girl as excellent as Mu Qingqing.

"Why do you want to tell me this?" Mu Qingqing refused to talk about Zhan Yufei. Yang Xiao was clear, and she was not interested in Zhan Yufei.

"You are an excellent person. I don't want you to get stuck in the mud in the future." Yang Xiaopi said with a smile, but his heart was full of joy.

"Would you mind thinking about me? I'm just a few years older than you." Yang Xiao adjusted his red suit coat and looked at Mu Qingqing with bright eyes.

Muqingqing smiled and replied, "I'm not interested in peacocks. One year old is a gap, not to mention that you are seven years older than me."

She knew Yang Xiao was just talking, not distracted.

Yang Xiao shook his head in frustration, "you are good at everything, but your eyes are bad. You don't like such a coquettish man, so what do you like?"

Muqingqing didn't answer, but the picture of moxiaohe petting her head appeared in her mind.

"Qingqing..." aunt Qiong shouted to her, interrupting her thoughts.

"Aunt Qiong, what's the matter?" Mu Qingqing quickly put down the bowl and went to Aunt Qiong's bed.

"I want to go back." aunt Qiong looked at her imploringly and always wanted to go home. She was afraid that she could not make it tomorrow and had no chance to say goodbye to her family.

Mu Qingqing stands at the door of the bedroom in embarrassment. She doesn't know how to talk to Aunt Qiong. There is only one way to treat aunt Qiong. If Mo Xiaohe and Mo Xiaoyun don't find aunt Qiong when they come back, there will be a lot of delays on the way. If anything happens again, she dare not think.

Yang Xiao looked at her in his spare time. The car downstairs was already ready. As long as Mu Qingqing said he could start, he could drive immediately.

However, the awkward silence in the room made him a little anxious.

"Qingqing..." aunt Qiong's pleading eyes were right in front of her. "There's really no time. I want to go back and tell them goodbye."

Mu Qingqing is very tangled. Except waiting for moxiaohe, she doesn't know how to explain all this to Aunt Qiong's family.

"Auntie won't tell those things. I went home as usual and told them that I had lost myself." Aunt Joan begged Mu Qingqing with an almost humble attitude.

"Sister Qing, what do you say?" Yang Xiao couldn't help but ask directly.

"No, your body can't bear the long journey." Mu Qingqing bit her teeth and refused aunt Qiong's request.

Aunt Qiong covered her heart and was a little excited. "Girl, you're embarrassing aunt Qiong. Do you want aunt Qiong to die with regret?"

"I can pick up your family." Mu Qingqing said the next sentence.

Aunt Qiong was stunned.

"Yang Xiao, you help me take care of my aunt and I'll go out." Mu Qingqing bit her lip and came up with a way to achieve both.

"Qingqing girl, just tell them that I'm ill. Don't talk about those things." hearing that muqingqing said she was going to pick up her family, aunt Qiong was a little relieved. She told muqingqing not to say what happened on the cliff that day.

"I know." Mu Qingqing took the car key from Yang Xiao and walked downstairs.

"Take good care of aunt." Yang Xiao ordered the nurse, and he chased out.

The night breeze was cool, and Mu Qingqing was wearing old cotton and linen clothes. She was a little rustic. She unlocked the car key and sat in the driver's seat.

Yang Xiao followed, pulled away the co pilot and sat in.