Refusing to marry the rich family

The silence of Feng Jiu aroused Huo Qingge's anger.

"You're talking! What did you say before? Did you ignore dor's life and death just because you were afraid of going to jail?"

"Qing'er, calm down." Jingxia hugged her from behind and pulled her aside.

"How can I calm down? Dor is in danger now. He keeps saying he likes her and loves her. I think it's all fake!"

Feng Jiu didn't say a word in the roar of Huo Qingge. He turned and went upstairs.

"He just left?!" Huo Qingge flushed with anger and looked like he was going to tear people. "Jing, let me go! I'll skin him now! Let him die with duo ER!"

Jing Xia didn't listen to her, so she just picked her up and carried her in the air.

"What are you doing?" Huo Qingge patted him angrily.

"Don't be impulsive. Feng Jiu must have his reason for doing so."

"What makes sense?" Her lips were pursed high.

"Ge Ge, Jingxia is right. You are a girl. You look like a sparrow all day. Outsiders laugh at your tutor." Bai Ge also came forward to persuade.

"Mom! Why do you say that? Don't you worry about Dore?!" Huo Qingge was so anxious that he kicked his legs.

"It's no use worrying. Now all we can do is put our hope on Feng Jiu." Huo yuan sighed.

At that time, the room upstairs.

"Bang" peak closed the door and looked at Feng Jiu with his back to him.

"Ninth master, why don't you tell Miss Huo your plan directly? Then she won't scold you so much."

"She scolds whenever she wants, which just makes her angry for these two days." When Feng Jiu finished, he raised the middle finger of his left hand, "bang", the whole bed board moved down, revealing a "corpse" wrapped in bandages.

This "corpse" is no one else, it is Tang duo.

"The ninth master was smart enough to let me prepare a substitute full of bandages in advance, otherwise I really didn't know what to do just now."

Just an hour ago, when Huo Qingge was dealing with Tang Tang Tang and his wife downstairs, Gao Feng and Feng Jiu directly made a move upstairs to "change the civet cat for the crown prince". The one Tang Tang Tang took away was a fake made of cotton wool and artificial limbs, and the real Tang flower was locked in the groove in the center of the bed.

"Time is pressing. The Ye family should soon find that there is a fake when they go back. Go to old Zhang and ask him to hide it from everyone so that he won't be found."

"Yes."

……

Ten minutes later, the room.

As soon as Zhang entered the door, the door was locked from the outside.

"I'll go. Why? I locked the door?" Old Zhang subconsciously protected his chest, looked at Feng Jiu and said, "boy, what do you want to do to your uncle me?"

Feng Jiu glanced sideways at him and directly threw him a scalpel.

"Come here, I'll be your deputy." He opened the door to the mountain path.

"Start now?!" Old Zhang was stunned. "Didn't you say to drill first tonight?"

"It's too late. Take out the bullet before today."

"In such a hurry?" Zhang hesitated for three seconds, held the scalpel and walked over.

At this time, Feng Jiu has cut off all the bandages of Tang duo's skill, revealing her pale skin. After wrapping the bandage for five days, Tang duo can't see any blood color on her body. At first glance, it's no different from death.

"The wound on her chest hasn't healed." Old Zhang found the crux at a glance.

"Xiaofu is on the shelf on the right. I have sterilized the whole room. Are you ready?"

Zhang put on his clothes, put on his mask, held up his scalpel and said in a deep voice, "ready, you can start at any time."

At this time, Tang duo, who was in a muddle, could only listen to the voice and judge what they were talking about.

What scalpel, what chest wound?

Her consciousness gradually became chaotic, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.

Seal nine quietly put away the needle.

"What did you give her?"

"An anesthetic made of venom. You have 12 hours. Now, let's start."

As soon as the voice fell, old Zhang directly aimed at Tang duo's chest with a knife. With a silver flash, he immediately opened a small hole in his chest. Only a few sporadic points of blood seeped from the wound.

"Scissors... Pliers... Blood bag..." the atmosphere in the room became tense gradually, just like a real operating room.

Old Zhang operated his knife in an orderly manner, and Feng Jiu guided him and acted as a deputy.

Time passes unconsciously and it gets dark

……

Outside the room.

"Get out of the way, I'm going in!" Huo Qingge frowned and looked at the peak at the door. She had been standing here for ten minutes and the other party refused to let her go.

"I'm sorry, Miss Huo. The ninth master is resting. It's inconvenient for people to disturb him."

"Rest? His heart is really not as big as two. Duo'er has been taken away, and he is still in the mood to sleep. Go, get out of the way, and I'll wake him up." Huo Qingge reached out to pat the door and was stopped by the peak.

"Hey, you want to do it with me, don't you?" Huo Qingge looked at the peak holding her tightly. Xiumei picked up her eyebrows. The fire broke out from early storage to night. She raised her lips and said with a smile: "just right, I have no place to spread the fire this day! Just eliminate the fire with me!"

Words fall, she suddenly squatted down, hand condensate gas, forced toward the peak abdomen.

Gao Feng didn't want to dodge at all. He took Taixi fist.

"Puff -" he spit out a mouthful of blood and his abdomen convulsed.

"Little sample, dare you compete with me?" Huo Qingge snorted, slapped and shouted at the door, "nine doors, open the door for me! Don't wait for me to kick the door!"

Inside the door.

"Why did Huo come?" Old Zhang slowed down.

"Leave her alone. Continue the operation and you'll hit the bullet soon." Feng Jiu made a sound, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Hey! Open the door! I can't hear you when I talk to you, can I?" There were more and more shouts outside the door, and the atmosphere inside the house became more tense.

"Miss Huo, please don't disturb the ninth master..." Gao Feng pulled Huo Qingge's leg and struggled to get up.

Huo Qingge's Taixi fist was taught by Chen Ling. So far, apart from her prospective husband Jing Xia, it is Chen Ling himself who can take it.

"Peak, you can't stop it. But in order not to embarrass you..." Huo Qingge squatted down and slapped him behind his head. Before the other party could speak, he turned his eyelids and fainted.

"Pa Pa Pa --" Huo Qingge patted the ash on his hands, got up and looked at the gate, focused on gathering Qi, raised his feet abruptly and exerted himself in an instant.

With a bang, the door was kicked open. At the same time, old Zhang finally touched the bullet!

"That's it!" Feng Jiu said excitedly.

Without hesitation, old Zhang pulled the bullet out, and his blood splashed out like a fountain