The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Jiang Suihan stood quietly in the light and shadow, clearly seeing the madness and firmness in Feng Ting's eyes.

He frowned tightly and remained silent without speaking.

On the contrary, Jiang Jiashu's beautiful Feng Yanli flashed a smile. He stared at the blood on the man's chest, and the fingers hanging by his side twitched indistinctly. He wanted to try it!

He couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly raised his head: "Brother, I want to do it."

He licked the corner of his mouth, and then his smile smudged layer by layer: "Can you?"

Hearing this, the pimple between Jiang Suihan's brows twisted again. In fact, he had already discovered that Xiao Wu and his family were a bit out of tune.

Although Yuanyuan doesn't like to talk, Yuanyuan can blend in, but Jiashu doesn't have this idea, he is hidden, even when getting along with his family, he doesn't like to talk.

Each villa has its own secret room.

For example, his study room, Jiang Xiumiao's movie room, dance practice room, etc. Jiang Jiashu naturally has his own independent space.

That room was full of books, big and small, all kinds of knives, and mannequins... Compared to playing around with his family, he seemed to prefer indulging in his own room, and with form of avoidance.

In short, he is denying communication.

This is the first time that the little guy has made his request so clearly.

Those eyes, which are exactly the same as those of the Jiang family, are full of anticipation and suppressed deep desire. The little guy really wants to try it, not joking...

"Big brother, can't you?" Jiang Jiashu urged.

Jiang Suihan came back to his senses, he squatted in front of Jiang Jiashu, looked into his eyes seriously, and asked, "Jiashu, can you afford a human life?"

He asked solemnly, and believed that Jiang Jiashu would understand.

If the operation is wrong, a living life will pass before his eyes, can Jiang Jiashu really bear it?

"I..." Jiang Jiashu hesitated.

Lying quietly on the bed, Feng Ting, who had only breath left, laughed loudly.

"I'm not afraid of death, what are you afraid of?"

"Whether you die or not has nothing to do with Jiashu!"

Jiang Suihan was unusually indifferent, thinking for the first time that maybe his decision to bring people back was wrong.

He knew the name Feng Ting.

The world's number one ghost doctor, with unpredictable medical skills, is said to be able to rob people from the king of Hades, live to the death, even if he is sentenced to death, as long as he is willing, he can make people live again.

Maybe the rumors are exaggerated, but nearly [-]% of them are true.

But this is not the reason that may cause Jiang Jiashu to form a psychological shadow.

Perhaps because he heard Jiang Suihan's meaning, the phoenix was originally full of red, and the crazy-looking eyes miraculously eased.

After a while, he said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, I don't want to die yet, and I won't let myself die. Your baby will have no problems."

Hearing this, Jiang Suihan suddenly raised his head and looked at the man. After a while, he looked gentle and said softly: "Okay, big brother promises you, as long as you can figure it out, then do it!"

"Tch!" Feng Ting sneered.

Jiang Jiashu's beautiful phoenix eyes were slowly condensed with strands of joy and joy. He held his convulsive fingers and nodded seriously.

"I want to try it!"

"Then try it!"

Jiang Suihan stood up and rubbed his head.

When the family doctor arrived at Jiang's house with tools, Jiang Jiashu slowly closed the door of the guest room, turned on the light, and put on a mask and gloves.

He raised his eyelids, revealing his sharp eyes, and looked at Feng Ting.

"How do I do it?"

Feng Ting's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, but even so, he still didn't care, pointed to the position of his chest with great effort, and said with a smile, "Come on, take the knife and cut open my chest." Clothes, cleaning and disinfection..."

Jiang Jiashu didn't say anything else, 7 followed Feng Ting's orders meticulously.

From the beginning to the end, the little guy's hands didn't shake.

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first floor.

Jiang Mianmian stared at the extraordinarily bright guest room frowning.

"Yuanyuan, do you think little brother can really save people?"

Feng Chenyuan pushed the potato chips in front of her calmly, and said expressionlessly: "It should be possible!"

"What do you mean it should be possible?" Jiang Mianmian felt that this word was inaccurate.

Feng Chenyuan thought for a while and said, "Probably Schrödinger's operation!"

It may succeed, or it may fail. No one knows the ending of Schrödinger until the door is opened.

"Isn't that little brother..." Wait, shut up!

Jiang Mianmian snapped back to her senses, her eccentric eyes circling back and forth: "Yuanyuan, I don't understand!"

As a child in the first class of kindergarten, she didn't know what Schrödinger's cat was.

Vassal Yuan: "..."

Since the little girl is unwilling to expose herself, he can only choose to forget.

"Mianmian!" he shouted solemnly.

Jiang Mianmian straightened her back in an instant, looked at Feng Chenyuan eagerly, and opened her mouth cutely: "Huh?"

"Have you finished your homework today?" Feng Chenyuan stared at Jiang Mianmian seriously.

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

What brand of devil is Yuanyuan, why did she mention this painful matter to her?
However, Feng Chenyuan's critical attack is not over yet.

He stared at that extraordinarily beautiful and delicate face, and continued to speak devilishly: "Your homework, Teacher Jin asked me to help you stay in the classroom later!"

Jiang Mianmian: "Ah, no..."

"Mianmian, you asked for leave for three days, so the homework is tripled!" Feng Chenyuan stretched out three fingers, shook them in front of Jiang Mianmian's eyes, bared his small white teeth, and continued: "You have to do it at nine o'clock every night. Go to bed, and you will leave with your second brother tomorrow, so you only have one hour to do your homework!"

Jiang Mianmian looked dull.

"Yuanyuan!" She raised her eyes dryly, and looked at Feng Chenyuan seriously: "From now on, I will break up with you for one day... No, it will still be six hours... Forget it, I want to be with you Break up friendship for 3 minutes!"

Wronged Baba, blue thin shiitake mushrooms.

Feng Chenyuan stared at her three fingers and said, "Only 3 minutes?"

Jiang Mianmian clasped her fists and nodded proudly.

The vassal Yuan's eyebrows were faint, and he said: "Oh!"

Jiang Mianmian...she felt even angrier!

But she is a magnanimous child, so she jumped off the sofa with her little butt pouted, grunted at Feng Chenyuan, carried the snacks, turned and ran upstairs.

That cute look is cute and ridiculous.

Feng Chenyuan quietly watched her disappear into the bedroom on the second floor, and finally a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

But two seconds later, the smile disappeared from his lips. He looked at Jiang Suihan who came uninvited, and his milky voice was full of coldness.

That's his own coldness, not that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Big brother?"

Jiang Suihan touched the tip of his nose, and looked at the child in front of him with a little embarrassment.

"Yuanyuan, if possible, I would like to ask you to do me a favor!"

"Say it!" Vassal Yuan did not refuse.

As a child who was dependent on others, the Jiang family treated him well enough, and he would naturally give them something equivalent in return.

Facing his sincere gaze, Jiang Suihan lowered his head slowly, and whispered a word in the ear of the vassal Yuan.

The vassal Yuan nodded and agreed.