Rescue Little White Flower

A twist and a kick, but two simple movements, it hurts Zhou Yongjia to doubt life.

He panted heavily, weakly called himself an emergency call, and looked at Zhao Xingyue with a gloomy look: "Zhao Xingyue, I want you to pay the price."

Zhao Xingyue smiled lightly, but her eyes were cold without a slight smile, "I'm waiting."

Zhou Yongjia greeted such a look, and suddenly shuddered without warning.

No wonder he was afraid of Zhao Xingyue.

Zhao Xingyue's job in the underworld is to deal with evil spirits who fail to reincarnate like him.

In her hands, the number of evil spirits that were beaten to dust is not ten thousand but eight thousand. If there are too many ghosts killed, she will naturally have a kind of evil spirit in her body. Others can't feel it, but evil spirits like Zhou Yongjia are reincarnated. People, but they will find it particularly scary.

Zhou Yongjia was scared enough, Zhao Xingyue lifted her leg and left, Shen Qingwei glanced at Zhou Yongjia, ran after her and chased after her.

At first, she was happy to see Zhou Yongjia being beaten by Zhao Xingyue with no strength to fight back, but now seeing Zhou Yongjia's tragic situation, she couldn't help but worry, "Mr. Zhao, Zhou Yongjia looks like this..."

What if the other party sue Zhao Xingyue for intentional harm?

Although there is surveillance to prove that she is a legitimate defense, but this level of defense is a bit too much, right?

Zhao Xingyue pressed the elevator button, raised her brows slightly, and looked at Shen Qingwei, "Why, afraid?"

Shen Qingwei shook her head, "I'm just worried that you are in trouble."

"Don't worry," Zhao Xingyue chuckles confidently, "I won't give Zhou Yongjia any of mine."

She does things, although radical, she never does things that are uncertain.

It's the same with taking someone into Zhou Yongjia's room, and it's the same with Zhou Yongjia's meal today.

In the former, she killed Zhou Yongjia and Zhou’s father. For the sake of her own face and safety, she did not dare to come forward to sue her. After all, she could contact the woman who had a relationship with Zhou Yongjia afterwards and ask her to go to the hospital. An inspection left evidence that Zhou Yongjia had a relationship with her, whether it was prostitution or **** by then, with her testifying behind her, it was not a matter of mouth.

As for today, she can estimate the strength of her hands very accurately. Zhou Yongjia was carried by the hospital for a round of examination. I am afraid that nothing can be found except for the kidney deficiency.

Bad luck is a good thing, colorless and intangible, not to mention that mortals can’t detect it. Even immortals who are not high enough can not feel its existence, but as long as there is a little bit of bad luck in the body, life will not be better. .

When the two of them ate the appetizers in the western restaurant, they were interrupted by Zhou Yongjia's arrival. Zhao Xingyue thought for a while, and simply took Shen Qingwei to change to a private restaurant to continue eating.

The restaurant for private food is in a deep alley. The decoration is quite the style of the 1920s and 1930s. Walking in it seems to have traveled through time and space. The beauties in cheongsam smiled at Shen Qingwei, making her dizzy. You don't know how to sit down.

It was not until Zhao Xingyue handed a thick menu book to her that Shen Qingwei came back to her senses.

Zhao Xingyue: "If you want to eat, order yourself."

Shen Qingwei: "Oh...oh, good, good."

The price of a private restaurant is not cheaper than that of a revolving restaurant. A dish is more expensive than her one day's wages. It seems that her toothache is even more painful. After a long time, she only ordered the cheapest vegetable dish.

Zhao Xingyue didn't say anything, but after pushing the notebook back to the waiter, he reported four or five dishes in one go.

The waiter smiled and hugged the menu: "Your order will be available soon, please wait a moment."

After waiting for someone to leave, Shen Qingwei lay on the table, leaned towards Zhao Xingyue, and whispered: "Mr. Zhao, is this dish very small? I think you ordered too much."

Zhao Xingyue: "It's okay, I think the weight is about the same."

Zhao Xingyue said it was almost the same. It was almost the same. The dishes served were not as small as Shen Qingwei thought. They were generally large-sized servings of western restaurants, but the portions were extremely normal.

Compared with the previous western restaurants, this private restaurant is very cost-effective.

Shen Qingwei's face was tangled, she wanted to say something, and finally swallowed the words.

After eating, she hesitated for a while, and then asked in a twitchy manner: "Mr. Zhao, does this store offer packaging? I want to take the rest back."

"Yes." Zhao Xingyue turned her head and asked the waiter waiting outside to bring in a few packed lunch boxes. When the lunch boxes arrived, she pointed to the dishes on the table and said to Shen Qingwei: "You pack these few dishes. Go back, don't ask for the rest."

Shen Qingwei looked at the few dishes she followed with her fingers, and her mind froze for a moment before she suddenly realized that these dishes were all dishes that Zhao Xingyue hadn't touched with her chopsticks.

So, Mr. Zhao ordered these dishes specially for me?

While she scolded herself in her heart, don't be passionate about herself. How could Mr. Zhao know what you like to eat, while she couldn't help but bubbling with beauty in her heart. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was reasonable.

After dinner, Zhao Xingyue glanced at the time, and it was too early, but she said that she would send Shen Qingwei home, and she would not easily violate her promise.

She opened the car door, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Shen Qingwei didn't miss her action to watch the time. Zhao Xingyue invited her to dinner. She was already very grateful. She didn't dare to keep an inch and said in a hurry: "Mr. Zhao, if you have anything else in the afternoon, please go and work. I can go back by subway."

Zhao Xingyue glanced at her, "The subway is not allowed to bring food on the train, and the taxi from here to your normal car is 150, are you willing?"

Reluctant.

Shen Qingwei honestly carried her lunch box and got into the passenger seat.

Zhao Xingyue: "Safety belt."

Shen Qingwei: "Oh oh seat belt."

When she buckled her seat belt, Zhao Xingyue locked the door, and the black car slowly merged into the traffic of City S like a dragon.

An hour later, a black luxury car slowly stopped at the door of an old community.

Compared with the dilapidated and desolate surroundings, this car is like a passenger who has gone the wrong way, and looks very out of place.

The car door opened, and a woman in professional attire walked out of the passenger seat holding a large pack of packed lunch boxes.

Shen Qingwei bent down and thanked, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for sending me home."

Zhao Xingyue was officially amused by her, "Do you know that your appearance is not like thanking Mr. Zhao, it is more like thanking the emperor."

Shen Qingwei smiled and smiled crookedly.

A meal brought the distance between the two people closer. She said: "Mr. Zhao, do you want to sit in my house for a while and have a cup of tea before leaving?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Shen Qingwei pinched herself severely.

What nonsense are you talking about?

As far as her house is broken and small, is Zhao always willing to go? Isn't it Geying's family?

Zhao Xingyue was stunned by Shen Qingwei's sudden invitation. Just when Shen Qingwei thought she would not agree, she took off her seat belt, opened the car door and walked out, and said to her, "Let's go."

The community is small, the security room is empty, and the security guards who should have been inside don't know where they went.

The plants in the garden grow freely and wildly because they are left unattended.

When entering the stairs, Zhao Xingyue raised her head and glanced at Unit One.

The corridor is very narrow and there are no lights. After screaming for a few times, Shen Qingwei said to Zhao Xingyue awkwardly, "Excuse me, Mr. Zhao, the lights here seem to be broken."

Zhao Xingyue: "It's okay, let's go."

In order to take care of the dead, most of the environment in the underworld is darker than this place, and she has long been used to it.

Seeing that Zhao Xingyue didn't have any disgusting emotions, Shen Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking all the way to the sixth floor, Shen Qingwei inserted the key into a rusty iron door.

Shen Qingwei: "You don't need to change your shoes, you don't need to be so particular. You sit down, I will pour you tea..." Zhao Xingyue sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV for her. Shen Qingwei left for the kitchen. When she went to the kitchen, she was comfortable. He lifted the lunch box on the table and prepared to put the packed food into the refrigerator, "It's weird, why didn't mom come back today... Mom—"

With a screaming scream, Zhao Xingyue stood up and ran towards the kitchen, only to see Shen Qingwei kneeling on the ground, beside her was a middle-aged woman in plain clothes lying.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, mom? Mom, wake up, can you hear me?"

The lunchbox she brought in was already on the side. Zhao Xingyue saw her panicked, and hurriedly went over to turn the person over. After sniffing, she then attached herself to Shen's chest and listened to her heart sound, and noticed that the other party was weak. She breathed, but her heartbeat was almost nothing. She straddled Shen's mother. Before Shen Qingwei could react, she straightened her hands and started cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Seeing Shen Qingwei still crying, she frowned and said, "Call the emergency call."

Only then did Shen Qingwei react, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone, "Yes, yes...emergency call."

The phone is always busy, and Shen Qingwei's heart is twisted when she hears the beep inside.

After a long time, an elegant female voice finally rang on the other end of the phone.

Shen Qingwei couldn't wait to say: "Hey, the emergency center? My mother suddenly fainted on the ground...Oh, okay, okay, I see."

She hung up the phone and said anxiously: "The people in the emergency center said that there was a serious car accident on the highway and all the ambulances were dispatched. Let me take the patient there by myself."

After hearing the heart sound again, Zhao Xingyue guessed that it should be almost the same. He bent over and hugged the person directly.

Zhao Xingyue: "Bring your mother's health insurance card, and I will take you two to the hospital."

After running through several red lights and overtaking the cars, Zhao Xingyue finally parked the car at the entrance of the hospital.

The hospital that had been contacted saw the familiar license plate number, and immediately pushed the emergency cart to greet the person. After putting the person away, the doctors and nurses rushed all the way to push the person into the emergency room.

When Zhao Xingyue parked the car and found the emergency room, the rescue lights were still on.

The author has something to say: thanks to Shangguan Yunmu’s rocket launcher x2

Thanks to Mr. Yu for the mine x1

Thanks for the love of my life, but the mine that works overtime x1