Chapter 167: Hard to beat the female victim (46)

The warmth of the bed has begun to blur the meaning, feeling that he may be dying, and then hear the woman Bai Qinxiang mourning in his own ear, just like him, the warm heart of the painting will hate to die.
This woman abandoned him before, and now he killed him.
"Doctor, the doctor is coming." The villagers came with the doctor.
Ning Shu immediately shouted to the warmth of the bed: "Cousin, the doctor is coming, you will be fine, cousin, I really didn't mean it, cousin, you should never have an accident, you have an accident." What should I do, cousin..."
The doctor gave Wen Ru's pulse and shook his head and said: "There is too much blood loss, some danger."
Ning Shu: ...
How can a man be so easily turned off?
"Cousin, my poor cousin, is there any way for the doctor? As long as you save my cousin, I can do it." Ning Shu mourned, "Cousin, I am sorry, at that time black and black, I really I don't know if I am a cousin."
"When someone is involved, you can lose your breath." The doctor also knows that this is unrealistic. Ginseng is something that the rich people have prepared. It is not bad for people in Hejia Village to eat enough. What kind of ginseng?
Ning Shu is rich, but what to buy ginseng in the middle of the night, this ginseng is not an ordinary medicinal material, you can buy it with money, and then, Ning Shu does not want to draw money on the picturesque body. .
Ning Shu firmly believes that the male owner will not be so easy to hang.
"My family is a ginseng." He Dahua said.
When Wen Ru's paintings heard He Dahua's words, he also refused to take care of the gap between the two men and looked at He Dahua with the look of hope.
"You go to my house and let my sister take the ginseng." He Dahua said to a villager.
Ning Shu stunned and glanced at He Dahua, how He Dahua became so generous, and actually took ginseng to save the warmth of painting, it was just the sun hitting the west.
The picturesque wound was tied by the doctor with a cloth strip, so that it would always bleed, plus the previous hemostasis of the herbs, the blood has stopped, but the warmth of the whole person feels will die at any time.
After a while, I heard the rush of messy footsteps. He Xiaohua’s clothes were a bit messy, apparently rushing over.
He Xiaohua saw the warm and picturesque paintings on the bed, his face was pale, and he quickly took out the ginseng contained in the box. This ginseng has thick thumb and is very complete. It is a very valuable ginseng.
There is no such good thing in the village chief’s home.
"Doctor, how can I use this?" He Xiaohua is very anxious.
Wen Ruqi saw ginseng, and he was relieved, and He Xiaohua was also pleasing to the eye.
He Dahua reached out and took the ginseng in He Xiaohua's hand. He Xiaohua looked at his brother in amazement and said anxiously: "Brother, what are you doing, Mr. Wen is still waiting to use ginseng."
"So precious things, how can I use them so easily, Wen Ru painting this person is not worth the ginseng money, this thing is the root of life."
Ning Shu wiped his tears with his handkerchief. During the period, Ai Ai said: "If you have any requirements, let me say, as long as I can save my cousin, I am willing to do anything. It is my fault. It is my fault to turn my cousin into this. Cousin, Qin Xiang is sorry for you."
"I will give you all the money." Ning Shu said to He Dahua.
He Dahua waved his hand and leaned his eyes and said to Ningshu: "What money do you talk between me and me?"
"Brother, what are you going to do, Mr. Wen can't wait." He Xiaohua said very anxiously.
"This good thing is naturally used in the family. If you are warm and agree to make a kiss with Xiaohua, why are you?" He Dahua’s expression is very cold. "Of course you can refuse."
He Xiaohua’s face suddenly became red and shy.
"No..." Wen Ru's paintings widened his eyes, as if he was returning to the light, he screamed "No".
"Not bad." Ning Shu immediately took the words of warm painting, "The grace of life is to be with the body, the grace of dripping water is reported by the spring, I will promise for my cousin, hurry up to give my cousin medication. ""
Wen Ru's paintings widened his eyes and looked at Ning Shu. A face with a blue face was distorted, and a slamming sound was heard from the throat, and it was fainted, and people did not know.
He Dahua took Ning Shu, "He will kill you when he wakes up."
Ning Shu looked at He Dahua with his eyes open. "Don't I say it right? Cousin is a scholar, and naturally understands this truth."
He Dahua's aunt opened the folding fan, and the wind S fanned out, and looked at the bed as warm as a painting.
The doctor just used some of the ginseng medicine, and then poured it on Wen Ru, and took some precautions and left.
He Xiaohua now treats Wen Ruyi as his own husband, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead and wiping his hands.
The whole person is not shy, it seems to be shrouded in happiness.
Ning Shu yawned, and in a blink of an eye, Yue Lan fell asleep by the door frame, and the saliva flowed out.
This skull is too thick, Ning Shu pushed the moon, Yue Lan immediately opened his eyes, looked at Ning Shu asked: "Miss, how?"
"Can't die." Ning Shu said faintly.
Seeing that Wen Ru's paintings were stable, the villagers went back. He Dahua yawned and let He Xiaohua go back, but He Xiaohua said that he would stay to take care of Wen Ruitu.
He Dahua was from her, went to Ningshu and said: "Beauty, I didn't see that you are so soft and weak, the start is so heavy, I am afraid of you now."
Ning Shu immediately squeezed two drops of cat N, and said it was difficult to say: "I was not careful."
"Then he is also alive, and in the middle of the night, it is definitely not a good thing." He Dahua rolled away like a big R ball.
Ning Shu looked at He Xiaohua and asked her: "Little flowers, my cousin doesn't seem to like you, even if you are married, you may not be happy."
"Married J with J to marry the dog with the dog, when he smashed into our home, it is not that I have the final say, then I can't match him, and slowly adjust the training." He Xiaohua seems to be not worried at all. Wen Ruhua does not like himself.
As long as you become a pro, naturally everything can be solved.
Ning Shu: ...
Did she marry Wen Ru painting like this? !
Ning Shu glanced at the warm and picturesque paintings on the bed, and recited Amitabha in her heart, and then went to sleep with Yuelan.
"Miss, when will we leave here?" Yuelan’s face was angry. "The man actually sneaked into our tent in the middle of the night, what he wanted to do, or wanted to misbehave the lady, it was a beast."
Ning Shu touched the whistle in front of her chest. She was afraid that Wen Ruitu would like to steal her whistle. By the way, she gave it to her. After all, the plot was like this. Wen Ruo painted the wood cigarette.