After Becoming a Little |

"Sir, there is a document that you may want to see."

"what happened?"

"It's Miss Bernice's medical records. She just sent her the latest physical examination data."

Saying so, the old housekeeper handed over a document that was densely printed with terminology, and thoughtfully flipped to the conclusion on the penultimate page.

After reading it, Mr. Bob's eyes twitched fiercely: "There is no sign of a heart attack at all?!"

"Yes, Miss Bernice's heart is as healthy as that of all normal people—it is even healthier than most people with sub-health." The old housekeeper nodded.

"This is impossible! There is no such level of medical treatment now!" Mr. Bob said, but greedily read that line of conclusions over and over again, and finally showed a happy expression that was almost suffocated: "God... "

The old butler bowed slightly: "In this way, Miss Bernice can live a normal married life, and even officially have offspring."

Two good news a day, Mr. Bob can't wait to kneel on the ground and praise God's mercy.

"But... how did you do it? It's impossible, right?"

Mr. Bob clutched the paper tightly, wanting to hear the old butler's scientific refutation and explanation, but he was afraid of hearing the old butler's refutation, so he was very conflicted.

"It's impossible in theory." The old housekeeper glanced around.

The two figures in the shadow nodded slightly, and walked to the door and window, watching for no one coming.

Only then did the old butler bow down, and whispered in Mr. Bob's ear, "But sir, do you still remember that Miss Bernice's heart was pierced twice?"

"?!" Mr. Bob's pupils dilated slowly, and his eyes were absent-minded.

"His Highness is said to have a mysterious oriental healing technology in his hands. It is not yet clear whether it is the top-secret high-tech of the Republic, or the healing method privately mastered by the other party."

The old butler said as he opened a metal medicine storage box, and a cool white mist rose. Inside the box was a bottle of Sanwu medicine with no label, no place of origin, and no instructions for use.

Under the light, the potion bottle glowed a colorful and eerie black, like a black crystal.

The old butler gestured the box forward: "This is also something left by that Highness. She said before that it is an opportunity."

Mr. Bob's gaze became hesitant.

"If I don't use this, how long do I have?"

"If you use drugs to relieve it and don't walk around, there are about 3 to 5 days."

The old butler took out the medicine that Mr. Bob injected himself with before, and put it aside.

"This thing has no success rate?" He reached out to pick up the potion and looked at the liquid inside.

"For now, no."

"I'm reconciled with Bernice." As he said so, he opened the injection device of the bottle of medicine and looked at it.

"Yes, sir, Miss Bernice is very happy." The old butler lowered his eyes and closed the empty box.

"...I have a child."

"Yes, sir, congratulations."

"So what else should I worry about?" Mr. Bob smiled like a child: "My life is already perfect-if I fail, the rest will proceed according to my original arrangement."

"You will succeed, sir."

"Maybe it is... If possible, I really want to see what my child looks like."

Saying so, Mr. Bob stuck the injection into his neck.

The convulsions and tendons visible to the naked eye spread along the neck and spread around, making his appearance hideous and terrifying, but he just sat on the sofa, his eyes were bloodshot and he sat motionless, his face With a strange satisfied smile on his face, he slowly closed his eyes...

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"It's always been the thought of evil~ It's a human being or a demon, and the mind is changing every moment~"

"I live with the fate, but I want to seek shelter ~ Shen Shisheng hangs like a thread—"

Humming a song, the Xuan Pao Nu held a cup of oolong tea and drank it slowly, looking at her good sister from the corner of her eyes.

Sister Zhuang roar~

There was a roar in junior high school~

The khaki wild child bride roars~

She really deserves to be my best friend Yucixin——her eyes are playful and full of meaning, containing all kinds of vitamins ABCD needed to maintain sand sculptures. Anyway, the khaki-colored sister Yuci is in a cold sweat.

The latter had no choice but to please the other party for dinner and tea, and the dignified Sister Qin Heisi was like a little doormat, just like the little white flower in those female novels who was bullied by vicious supporting actresses.

The real little white flower sipped her tea in satisfaction: "Be careful, that cousin of yours seems to treat you very badly..."

What can Yucixin say?

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and pulled out a difficult smile: "Your Highness, it's time for us to go back."

"No, my hands are still not healed." Xuan Pao Nu said that she wanted to play again.

"But something happened, and it will be difficult to explain if we don't go back."

"What happened?" Xuan Pao Nu didn't care.

"Bernese went to the hospital for an examination. It seems that something happened to her heart."

"Oh, don't mind that, it's just a simple destruction and then strengthen it. Only in this way can her heart problem be cured, I know it well." The Xuanpao girl waved her hand, indicating that everything is in the plan.

If it wasn't like this, I would be so angry?Are those two Assassin assassins too drifting, or are they unable to lift their knives?

The small problem of the spicy chicken heart is that it is unnecessary to change the heart, but under normal circumstances, it is impossible to cut the kind of tasteless problem that has grown up. Psychic power is very useful. Ambush her with one hand, and a super double is very stable. .

However, only this kind of disease that can be treated by surgery is useful, and it cannot be too large. For example, if there is a problem with the kidney but it is not serious, then the process of cutting it out is actually the same as the current surgical process. There is no difference, but the healing speed is greatly catalyzed, so it looks very sci-fi or even fantasy.

If the whole organ is diseased, even if she can recover after being cut, can the human body bear it?I'm afraid it's not directly catalyzed into a mummy... At this stage, Blue Star can achieve the physical fitness of "organ regeneration" level, and I'm afraid there is only a fairy sister.

Yu Cixin's stupid younger brother Khaki was wild, and he was stabbed into a sieve by others at the beginning. The Xuanpao girl couldn't cure him directly, and could only treat him in stages. Strange things happen.

If he works harder, he can heal instantly if he is stabbed into briquettes by others, then wouldn't these things disappear?

To put it bluntly, all kinds of tragedies almost happened because he was too good...

Xuan Pao Nu's own body is hung with the White Head Taixuan Sutra with a key to lock blood and the soul master star with plenty of milk, so she is not afraid of injury. If she was in her heyday, such a small injury would be a matter of breathing .

The khaki-colored sister Yu didn't give up, anyway, she had to find a reason to take the Xuanpao girl away from here.

If the super big muscular brother knew that he was Ah Rui, and then he passed it back with his big mouth, wouldn't he be socially dead?

In that case, the distant cousin and girlfriend who dealt with seven aunts, eight aunts and six wives will be gone.

Sister Yu's fiancée who liked to pretend to be her distant cousin to deal with her parents was gone.

Even the mature big sister who was used as a shield to deal with those little fans from the hometown in junior high school and high school is gone...

He flipped through his mobile phone: "Also, Mr. Bob took the medicine you gave and fell into a coma."

"It's normal. Xiao Yinyin's transformed body can't bear it anymore. What can he do if his body has been hollowed out by alcohol, but as long as there is no bleeding from the seven orifices on the spot, there is a possibility of relief. Is he dead?"

"...It's just a coma." The khaki-colored sister Yu looked at the indifferent Xuanpao woman with a strange expression: "The things you gave him are so dangerous, are you afraid that Bernice will get angry if she finds out?"

"Either die, or fight before you die, blame me?" Xuan Pao Nu sneered: "If you don't try, he can survive three days and I will perform an upside-down hit on the F machine on the spot!"

"..." The khaki-colored sister Yu blinked, wanting to say that the other party didn't have the ability to perform.

But the eyes of the Xuanpao girl turned down his skirt, and the corners of her mouth curled up evilly, the khaki-colored Yujie froze and said nothing, and began to praise the Xuanpao girl's foresight.

The force was fierce, and the language was numbing, which made the super big muscular brother feel heartbroken to see his goddess becoming someone else's licking dog... But Senior Lu is also very good-looking!

Hi, I don't know why I suddenly feel so excited...

Ignoring the hissing and hissing of the super big muscle guy, the khaki-colored sister Yu put away her phone a little dejectedly: "There is nothing else, except that classmate Song has a cold, and the Dongshan University exchange group has not gotten a discounted ticket. And Yao Dao Ji said that she suddenly found a mother and got a lot of money, and wanted to take a temporary vacation..."

These trivial matters are obviously of no use to Xuan Pao Nu.

He made the worst plan to accept his tragic fate, and thought about whether to kill the super big muscle brother here——

Then he saw the Xuanpao woman leaning forward, grabbing his collar.

"What did you just say?!" Her tone was urgent, a little unbelievable.

"...The Demon Sword Girl wants to take a vacation?"

"Not this! Last sentence!"

"Uh, the Dongshan University exchange group snatched tickets and failed to snatch the scalpers who hang up with software...but this is actually a technique—"

"Not this! The first sentence!!"

"...Student Song has a cold."

"Why did she catch a cold? She was fine when I woke up in the morning!" Xuan Pao Nu said that this incident shocked her mother.

"Maybe it's a climate problem? It's been snowing a bit messy here recently, and if the temperature in the hotel isn't well managed, it's easy to get typhoid."

"Who is Constant Temperature? Blast him to death!" The Xuanpao girl raised her sleeves to look at her wound, gritted her teeth and tore off the Xuanpao and wrapped it up: "Go! Go back to the hotel—"

"Now?"

"Nonsense, how long do you want to wait?"

"There are men in black guarding the intersection."

"If you kill them, you can sneak through perfectly?!"

"It's just a cold..."

"That's it?" The Xuanpao girl smashed the table next to her with a slap: "Do you know that a cold can kill you? What if she has a fever of 41 degrees? What if she suddenly develops various complications? No—you First call Brother Qiangqiang and ask him to send a helicopter to pick him up, and have an expert consultation... Are there any experts here?"

"Uh, I don't know what experts are here, but I know that the old academician Zhong Nanshan is doing exchange activities here, and he just arrived today." The khaki-colored Yujie was secretly happy, but her expression still remained dazed.

"Academician Zhong...what the hell?" Xuanpao Nu recalled for a moment, then was startled: "The dean of Yangcheng Medical College who said 'severely ill patients to me' during SARS?"

"Correct."

"Hey, it's good that the old man is here, this is national treatment———"

The super-big-muscled brother was sweating coldly when he heard it, and felt that the expensive circle was really chaotic.

If I remember correctly, Song Fuqu seems to be Mr. Zeppelin's fiancée in name, right?Why is it that now Senior Lu looks like the other party has become her person, and even asked Mr. Ze Bolin to pick him up... Could it be that the circles of these big shots are so chaotic?

In this way, is it true that sister Zhuang has already fallen into it?

He looked at his sister Zhuang with sad eyes, and then looked at the entanglement of two beautiful women. The supposedly strong sister Yu was grabbed by the collar by Senior Lu in the black robe. The clean and clean clavicle, the vaguely deep gullies, the seductive style of messy clothes...