After Becoming a Little |

This meant that the business empire built by Bernice's father was on the verge of collapse.

And more, it means that if she died on the ground of the book, everyone would fall into the crotch like yellow mud, and if it wasn't Xiang, it would become Xiang—if it wasn't for the civil strife in the book, this kind of thing would happen?

Brother Qiangqiang's big-breasted cousin, the fraudster who is called "Hirashita Hirano" in Japan but is actually not fair at all, personally performed the surgery. Brother Qiangqiang helped her. Many famous doctors collectively discussed the treatment plan. The situation is very urgent.

Even Atsushi Amano, a heart bypass expert, was invited over, and then he looked at the medical records with a dazed expression.

"This... this is completely piercing!"

"Yeah, pierced..."

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At the door of the ward, sat a little white flower clutching her belly.

Standing is a wild khaki man wearing a khaki windbreaker and pinching his brows worriedly.

These two look like the same wife who entered the delivery room. Perhaps Bernice inside will let the child follow the mother's surname, and then all godfathers will have equal opportunities?

"Miss, it's pierced...that's the heart, is there really no problem?"

"No matter how you ask, I always have six words—" Ai Xiaobaihua waved her hand domineeringly: "No problem!"

"...there are three more words?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet." Ai Xiaobaihua shrank her body: "You can rest assured, I am absolutely sure about the treatment of trauma or something, and you are the beneficiary. At the beginning, you were pineapple and pineapple. It didn't save you."

The healing effect of the power of the soul on trauma can be described as very effective - although the pierced heart is pierced, the trauma does not mean that it must be outside the body, just like there are wet wipes in the dry garbage.

In fact, from a medical point of view, there is no such thing as internal injury. All injuries caused by external forces are called trauma. Even if it is a car accident and internal bleeding, it is actually a kind of trauma.

After all, in the clinical medicine of Western medicine, the definition of trauma is the pathogenic factor, not the patient's performance.

If we have to talk about internal injuries, it is probably similar to poisoning or other things, which lead to body imbalance caused by organ dysfunction. There is no obvious external injury, but there is a situation of illness.

Alia can pull all traumatized people back from the gate of hell. At present, the only person she can't save is the poor door frame sauce. powerless.

"But you're hitting too hard." The khaki wild man was still very worried. He knew the sharpness of the Mount Tai Ruo sword. In his opinion, it was really hard for him to survive if he stabbed it with the sword.

"Spicy Chicken Shreds agrees with me, why are you entangled in this?" Ai Xiaobaihua waved her hand: "The pursuit of excitement must be carried out to the end. If you can't even fool your own people, how can you lie to the wily Mr. Bob?"

"...Do you think it's really useful?"

"Of course, if he doesn't love Bernice, then this is the best time for him to make troubles. The only existence that can check and balance his existence is lying in the ward unconsciously. If it were you, you wouldn't make troubles?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't believe it, it's too coincidental."

"Yeah, that's why I gave her such a genuine sword. What happened to the coincidence, the process doesn't matter, but everyone saw it. This sword is hard to save, and the villain's heart is moved after seeing it."

"Too."

"If he is a spicy chicken fan who loves spicy chicken, then naturally he will not let go of this opportunity, but at the same time, he will not let go of me who caused all this." Ai Xiaobaihua put the hot water bag into her arms Li hugged a little tighter: "And as a spicy chicken fan, then in the face of this situation, as a villain with high IQ, he simply can't refuse!"

"..."

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Pacific A luxury private large airliner

Mr. Bob is ill.

Although his illness was very strange, he became seriously ill all of a sudden, became unconscious, and even vomited blood.

But all the allies relaxed, and continued to eat, drink, talk and laugh, discussing how to kill Miss Bernice, and at the same time beat up the Leah Fund, so that the Republic could understand what financial power is.

"Mr. Bob's response is really witty." Licking dog George made such a voice, indicating that he had understood Mr. Bob's operation.

The female elite who was not liked by Mr. Bob frowned when she said something kind to Miss Bernice before, and she was a little worried: "I think... something is not right."

At this time, Mr. Bob's housekeeper came out of the room with a sad expression on his face: "Because something happened to Miss Bernice, as her uncle, Mr. Bob was deeply irritated and suddenly became seriously ill in bed."

He wiped away the tears that he didn't exist: "So Mr. Bob can't go to the hospital to visit Miss Bernice in time, because he needs to be sent to the hospital for treatment in time after the plane lands, please pass this news on to your friends .”

After the butler finished speaking, he went back again. Mr. George looked at his back and couldn't help clapping his hands. Seeing the surprised expressions of everyone looking over, he showed a wise expression: "You all look at me like this, don't you? Do you want me to explain why?"

"...Speak, John, let us listen to your analysis." The female elite praised him against her will: "Let us see the insights of the most famous rookie genius analyst on Wall Street."

"Well, since you said so, I can't refuse, can I?"

Mr. George reached for a glass of old Bernice, and wrote the names of "Berness" and "Bob" on the whiteboard: "First of all, Miss Bernice was seriously injured, which is to a certain extent Aroused sympathy and concern for everyone."

Everyone is silent, sympathy is bullshit, as long as they have enough money, they can sympathize with anyone who shouldn't be sympathetic.

But the reverse is also true, given enough money, they can kick anyone deserving of their sympathy off a cliff.

This is capital, ruthless capital.

"Miss Bernice's identity is Mr. Bob's niece, the eldest daughter of the Mellon family, and the current official legal heir. If something happens to her, it is reasonable for Mr. Bob to visit her, even in the open. Please appease him." Mr. George spread his hands: "Do you have any objections?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

"But if this is the case, then in a sense, it means that Mr. Bob and the other party cannot come to a complete break. Her weakness and illness are like an invisible shackle that locks our Bob." gentlemen."

George took a sip of his drink: "This is the last thing we need right now... To be honest, everyone here probably wants the young queen to die - but no one dares to do that .”

"so what?"

"So? So Mr. Bob is also sick, everyone is the same. As for the extent of the illness, it has to be judged by God." George pointed to the sea of ​​clouds outside the window: "At least we don't feel the plane now. Turn around and drive back, don't you?"

If Mr. Bob was really sick, then as a rich man, he would have to hurry and fly the plane back to Millikin for treatment instead of continuing to go to Japan—where to die?It was Bernice's place now.

"So I said, this is a brilliant way to deal with it." Mr. George made a breathtaking praise: "The wise Mr. Bob, once again used his invincible wisdom to successfully deal with the opponent's chessboard in the Mellon family. The last general!"

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"Cheek Mito—"

After saying the words 'General' in Japanese bulk English, Ai Xiaobaihua looked at the operation on the chessboard and raised her head triumphantly: "How is it? Did I win?"

The khaki man squatted wildly on the ground, and looked at the riddled chess game with a subtle expression—even people who don't know how to play chess can see that Ai Xiaobaihua is actually at an absolute disadvantage.

After all, all her pieces have been eaten, and there is only a lonely chess face, what kind of general is this?She only needs to move herself to kill her who has no chess pieces.

But the khaki wild raised his head: "I lost."

It is true that the other party has no chess pieces - but she has never needed other chess pieces.

"Just let me get close." Ai Xiaobaihua picked up her chess piece, and kicked the khaki-colored wild chess piece lightly off the board: "There is no need for any tactics..."

He nodded in agreement. For her, playing chess is purely a hobby. As long as she puts her in the face, you can even overturn the entire chessboard—even if it’s just her own chess piece, it has the potential to overturn the entire chessboard. strength of the field.

"So, are you going to pick up the plane?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter what he does on the plane. That's what my dad should deal with. All I have to do is catch him. No matter how he deals with Bernice, it's his own hobby."

Ai Xiaobaihua shrugged: "But I don't care about his hobbies?"

"In that case, the elites of that plane will be overwhelmed, and there is no way for us to catch them all at once."

"That's why I want Mr. Bob to make a decision now, whether to choose to continue the confrontation, or choose to send a wave of heads, and let me directly rush into the spring and hack him to death."

"How do you think he will choose?" Khaki wildly looked at the various chess pieces he had carefully arranged on the chessboard, as well as the old king who was directly smashed to his face, and felt a little sympathetic to Mr. Bob.

What should I do if I encounter such a master who doesn't follow the routine?

There's no help, wait to die, and say goodbye--

"I think?" Ai Xiaobaihua twisted her chess piece, and nodded her lips gracefully: "I think, he might be thinking about the reason why I did this, and then tried to get in touch with me... no matter what angle he stands on , should have contacted me."

"time?"

"Now."

"figure?"

"The most capable player he can take out under his hands."

"Place?"

"right here."

"Friend or foe?"

"It's an enemy, not a friend—"

The two guys squatting at the door of the emergency operating room and playing chess said so, and they raised their heads in unison, looking at the figure walking slowly at the end of the corridor.

There was no one in the corridor, because everyone had been transferred away by the khaki wild, and he was just waiting for someone on the other side.

Ambush, his hand is very steady, with a tyrant drinking cappuccino by his side, he doesn't believe that the opponent can beat him with seventeen cards.

Facts proved that the other party really couldn't beat him, because although the person who came had a dignified expression, he didn't look like he was very combative—this was a little girl who looked like a little girl, carrying a big gun that looked exactly like the Demon Sword Fairy. Knife.

Khaki wildly frowned: "It's her?"

"Why, do you know each other?" Ai Xiaobaihua smacked her lips: "It's your long-lost old lover again?"

"No, the other party is from Gao Tianyuan—"

"Oh, Gao Tianyuan is planning not to listen to me?"

"To be precise, he was from before Gao Tianyuan." Khaki Kuangshou stood up slowly, and said in a low tone, "The last Demon Sword Girl, Shi Ting Erye..."

A chessboard, roaring and tearing through the air, went straight to Erye Luoli's face.

Ai Xiaobaihua sniffed, weakly squeezed the hot water bottle in her hand and burst it on the spot, pressed her cloak with her right hand and yanked it off, revealing her black robe coolly in a Japanese style of taking off her cloak.

A head of black and thick hair began to be heated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly turned into a beautiful silvery white with the slight transpiration and twisted air.

Erye Yaodao Ji raised her hand to grab the chessboard that was heading towards the front, but as soon as she grabbed it, her face changed suddenly, and she narrowed her eyes subconsciously—the wooden chessboard exploded in her palm, and beige sawdust shards flew around go.

She was hit by the huge force and her right hand went numb. She unconsciously put down her hand and put it behind her back. She tried to shake the palm of her hand stiffly, her expression becoming more serious.

"The former Demon Sword Fairy..." The Xuanpao girl tied up her silver hair with a gold ring in a leisurely manner: "So, you are the traitor of Gao Tianyuan? You took the whole of Gao Tianyuan's secrets and threw yourself at the gate of truth, which caused Gao Tianyuan Nian had to shrink his defenses and give up a lot of profits?"

"……Yes."

"I thought you had some difficulties, why don't you talk about it in detail?"

"That has nothing to do with what I did." Erye Yaodao Ji raised her hand to hold the demon knife behind her back, without any intention of apologizing.

"Well, my current identity is the leader of Gao Tianyuan, so—"