Reading through the book: The evil first wife of the first assistant family is a miracle doctor

At this time, Ye Qianqian had mud and grass on her head, her hair covered her face, and her skin was pale, like a legendary water ghost.

"Madam?" Qingping shouted in surprise.

"Hey, Qingping, give me a hand."

Ye Qianqian was stabbed in the back by the killer who followed him into the water. After being soaked in cold water for so long, he already felt numb.

He lost blood and his strength was almost exhausted, and he couldn't climb up.

Qing Ping hurriedly reached out and dragged Ye Qianqian up with great effort.

There was a loud sound of water waves behind me.

Before Ye Qianqian could get up, she was knocked down, then turned over and held tightly in her arms.

"Qianqian, Qianqian, wow——"

Su Moyang hugged her from behind and cried without any image.

What's wrong? Have you become as stupid as Thirteen?

Ye Qianqian's lips turned white and her eyes were blurry from the cold. She was hugged by him and had no strength to move.

Su Moyang cried miserably, with tears pouring down his face.

Ye Qianqian had never seen him like this before. He was more free than Shisan when he was a child.

"Look at you, you're so embarrassing."

"Sir, go back and change clothes quickly. Madam is freezing."

Qingping was shocked and then quickly reminded him.

Su Moyang was frightened by these words again. As soon as the crying stopped, he picked up the person and ran away.

Looking at the back of the man without any image on the screen, he felt a little lost.

"Qing Ping, give me a hand." Twelve swam to the river and stretched out his hand.

Chi Zhao and Shi San both came up.

He is still waiting for someone to pull him.

Qingping didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw that he was shivering from the cold, he reached out his hand.

Who would have thought that Twelve was too heavy and almost dragged her into the water.

It was Thirteen who helped drag Twelve Ti up.

Not even one of the twelve men could bear such cold water, let alone the little grain owner.

Thirteen was worried about Ye Qianqian's health and was anxious to go back to serve him, so he and Chi Zhao left first.

Twelve walked tremblingly halfway, and realized something was wrong. When he turned around, he realized that Qing Ping had not followed, so he went back to look for someone.

Qingping had three stab wounds on his body. He lost too much blood and had no strength to leave.

He untied his clothes, washed the wound with river water, leaned against a tree, and started applying medicine.

"Wait a minute, don't apply medicine, disinfect first."

Twelve came out from behind the tree.

When Qingping heard the sound, he instinctively wanted to stab someone with a knife. He didn't know what he thought of but stopped, threw the knife away, and covered his chest.

Her beautiful eyes revealed murderous intent: "Get away!"

"You woman have such a bad temper! I only care about you for the sake of your protector."

Twelve took out the dripping paper bag from his arms and couldn't help but shiver again.

He took out a wax pill, peeled off the wax shell, and handed it to Qingping.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Qing Ping was wary and didn't dare to take it.

"It's okay, prevent infection!" Twelve impatiently stuffed it into her mouth.

"You..." Qingping wanted to spit it out, but finally swallowed it.

Twelve took out some more powder, pulled her hand away, and put a palm on the knife edge.

"You're a bastard!" Qing held his breath and took the knife again.

"I said you, a woman, really think you are as beautiful as a fairy. There are no men or women in the eyes of doctors. I don't even bother to look at whether you are a man or a woman! I am really convinced. What is more important, life or skin?"

While Qing Ping was dazed, he took off the clothes on Qing Ping's back and applied the medicinal powder on it.

Then tear off the lining, tear it into strips of cloth, and bandage it quickly with hands and feet.

She no longer hides her clear screen, and she is not a real lady, Miss Jingui. In the past, when she was injured on a mission, her companions helped to bandage it.

Why are you so reserved now?

Twelve didn't care. Except for not taking off his bra, all other injured areas were bandaged with medicine.

It's just that this woman has a lot of scars on her body, of varying shades, and many of them look old.

Finally, he turned over the medicine on his body and took out a porcelain bottle.

"This is for scar removal. It works well. The girl's one doesn't look good with scars. If you keep applying it, the scars will be gone. Ask me for it when you run out."

Qingping took the medicine without saying a word and put the broken clothes back on.

At this moment, there was another loud roar in the distance.

Twelve's expression changed, he stood up suddenly and ran away without looking back.

The half-lifted body fell weightlessly again, leaning back against the tree.

The porcelain bottle in his hand was thrown into the grass in a parabola.

Scar removal?

ridiculous.

Are the scars removed and given to those fat old men as playthings?

She is an object that lives dependent on its master and has no freedom.

......

The rumbling explosion just now was caused by Qiao Jieer.

After the sound of fighting died down, Mrs. Liu came out from her hiding place to check the situation. Everyone she saw was dead, and her son didn't know where he had gone.

Who would have thought that two people who were still alive would get up and kill her.

Frightened, Mrs. Liu quickly ran in the opposite direction where she was hiding.

Sister Qiao had already come out of the hiding place with Sanya. When she saw this, she shouted: "Mom, get down!"

Then he followed the method taught by Ye Qianqian and pulled out the lead of the grenade and threw it out.

Unfortunately, her hands were weak and she couldn't throw it very far, several meters away from the person. As a result, no one was killed, but everyone was knocked unconscious, including Ms. Liu.

Sister Qiao asked Sanya to see Mr. Liu and picked up the knife on the ground.

Thinking of Ye Qianqian's instructions not to be soft on the enemy, she closed her eyes and stabbed him with the knife.

Su Moyang who rushed over was shocked.

She is only 9 years old.

"Sister Qiao, if you do a good job, you must treat your enemies as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves." Ye Qianqian said.

Even though she saw her face was pale and her whole body was trembling.

But encouragement should be encouraged. There can be no weak people in the Su family.

Sister Qiao nodded with a stern face. Seeing Ye Qianqian's weak and bloodless face, she thought of her panic when she heard the loud noise.

At that time, she was really afraid that her sister-in-law would never come back.

The anger in my heart overcame the fear.

She pulled out the knife and stabbed the other one.

The wife, younger sister, and two little girls showed fearless courage and extraordinary rationality in this fight.

I don't know when, Qianqian has taught the weak Qiaojieer to be so powerful.

Su Moyang didn't know whether to be happy or distressed for a moment.

What followed was a more brutal killing intent.

Chi Zhao and Shi San found the frightened horses that had run away. Everyone changed their clothes and rushed to the city.

It wasn't until he settled down in an inn that Twelve realized that someone was missing.

Oops, I left the screen in the woods.

Seeing that Thirteen had already started brewing medicine for everyone, Twelve said something and hurried back.

When we returned to the original forest, it was already dark.

There was no one at all under the big tree.

Where did this woman, who was living in vain, go?

Twelve drove the carriage through the woods, and finally saw a faint light of fire somewhere ahead.

It was a thatch shed that was about to collapse due to drafts on all sides. It might have been erected by someone before to watch crops.

"Who?"

The woman's voice was hoarse and alert, accompanied by the sound of a knife.

The pile of firewood outside was about to burn out, and the sporadic flames reflected her face, which was as yellow as mist, making it somewhat blurry.

Only those sharp eyes still had the alertness and coldness of a beast.

"it's me."

Twelve strode over.

"You tell me, why are you hiding here alone! The young master who caused harm comes back to look for you again!"

Qingping relaxed his tense body and huddled back against the straw trellis.

"Who asked you to come back again?"

"Hey! You don't know what's good, why are you still here? Get in the car!"