Beg for Life

Chapter 235: Isn't it just a liver?

The one who came to the door turned out to be Hua Wankui. She fingered me with a frosty expression, "I'm just looking for this one."

She pushed Li Yanmeng away and walked in. The few of us immediately got up and waited.

Hua Wankui drank coldly, "It's nothing to do with you, I just ask him to settle the account."

Huo Shengnan sneered, "His business is ours."

I asked playfully, "It doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

She subconsciously clamped her legs, and her expression became even more annoyed, "Asshole, dare you to stand alone?"

I immediately played a rogue, "Your ghost-level strength, is it embarrassing to challenge my wolf-level strength?"

Hua Wankui was anxious, "You want to be shameless?"

I bared my teeth and smiled, "I'm really a wolf-level, I haven't reviewed it yet."

Yin Xinyi stepped closer, "Want to fight, right? I'll accompany you."

"It's nothing to you, why are you women willing to help this shameless person?"

Tian Lengxue quit, and responded coldly, "You are only willing to help a shameless person. The Huabailou is a waste scum, but you regard him as a treasure."

Hua Wankui said this was speechless, so she shouted at me, "If you are a man, don't hide behind a woman."

I pulled Yin Xinyi away, "I'm afraid I might hurt you. Go to the beach."

After activating the bloodline of Xiaoyue Sirius last night, although it has returned to its original state, I feel that my strength has increased a lot, and I am not without the power to fight against the ghost level.

Just about to lead her to the back door, Yin Xinyi answered the phone and motioned to me to wait.

After hanging up the phone, his face was heavy and he said, "Something happened. Qian Qiufeng seriously injured his liver. He needs a transplant as soon as possible. He has already taken a flight to this side. The headquarters is afraid that time is too late, so you can also fly to meet you. The plane landed halfway, and the special plane is ready."

I ran out immediately, and the others hurriedly followed. After getting in the car, I asked, "How could she be seriously injured?"

Yin Xinyi's face was ugly, "Not only her, but the vice president is also very hurt. They met the thousand-year corpse king in the ancient tomb."

Well times!

The golden armor zombies are scary enough. I didn't expect to meet the Millennium Corpse King. What is the origin of that ancient tomb?

It's not the time to sigh about it. I hurried to the airport and hurriedly boarded a passenger plane. When I fastened my seat belt, I saw Hua Wankui also following.

I asked angrily, "You're not finished, right? Why do you follow us when we go to perform the task?"

She said with a cold face, "You also let me poke a few times and we'll clear them."

"This is what you said."

I unlocked the safety belt and went to pouting, still urging, "Hurry up."

Hua Wankui was dumbfounded, a little overwhelmed, and whispered stupidly, "You are really shameless!"

"If you don't poke, it will pass if you don't poke."

Hua Wankui's face changed, raised his hand and then lowered it, and soon raised it again, closing his eyes and poking hard.

It really hurts. No wonder she passed out from the pain last time, but my tolerance for pain is no longer what it used to be. Compared with going through three levels, this pain is drizzle.

"We're both cleared." Then I sat back and fastened my seat belt.

The passenger plane was already taxiing, and Hua Wankui exasperated and said, "Shut down, I want to get off."

I just drove up, "You should take a taxi. You can get down to the place."

Tian Lengxue, who was sitting on one side, whispered in my ear, "You big idiot, really let her poke, or catch her too?"

I turned my head and whispered in her ear, "No hurry, it's important to do business first."

The plane finally landed at a military airport. I hurried down and was led into an operating room.

I saw a comatose Qian Qiufeng on the operating table. She had a big hole in her body, her flesh turned purple and black, and the doctor was cleaning it up.

There was an operating table next to me. I took off my shirt and lay on it, urging, "Hurry up."

The chief surgeon looked surprised, "Young man, you can think about it..."

"Isn't it just a liver? Stop talking nonsense, numb!"

Seeing what he wanted to say, he sat up and picked up a scalpel, made a gesture and gritted his teeth.

Several doctors all exclaimed in shock, and I reluctantly urged, "Hurry up!"

Saying that the scalpel slammed into his temple severely, and he lost consciousness as soon as he pulled it out.

When I woke up, I was lying there and no one was watching. Several doctors were nervously performing operations on Qian Qiufeng.

I didn't dare to disturb them aloud, just watched silently there.

The operation was very long, perhaps because of the weakening of the anesthetic. Qian Qiufeng opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked at me with tears, and I smiled softly at her.

"Okay, sew up the wound."

Following the words of the chief surgeon, the operation finally came to an end, and he took a few steps back to make room for another doctor.

"Thank you!" I thanked softly.

He looked to me violently, and the next moment he made a non-human voice, "Ghost..."

I quickly raised my fingers, "Shhh, I'm a human, don't shout!"

The other doctors all looked over, and they all had the expressions of seeing a ghost.

I hurriedly urged, "See what I am doing, suture her wound."

The doctors reacted. I got up and came to the front, stretched out my hand and stroked Qian Qiufeng's forehead, she smiled and wanted to say something, but fell into a coma again.

After the wound was stitched up, I followed the medical staff and pushed her out of the operating room. The others immediately took over. All the medical staff were called to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

I looked for a place to rinse, and looked at the criss-crossing scars on my body in the mirror, wondering if I would burn the skin next time.

Forget it after thinking about it, I don't want to experience the taste of being grilled for the second time.

When he came to the ward to guard Qianqiufeng, Huo Shengnan gave me a light kick, "I am idle and I am idle, shall I give you a tattoo?"

I rolled my eyes. She couldn't forget it, but she didn't object, and lay on the sofa.

This time, the tattoo is 猊, and it is tattooed on the right chest. It looks like a lion, but it is more powerful and domineering than the lion, and it also carries a fascination.

Qian Qiufeng woke up before the tattoo was finished, tilted his head and looked at me silently, with all dependence in his eyes. I kept making faces and made her laugh.

Some heavyweights came to visit and said some words of encouragement to me. They were in Mandarin scenes, which was very annoying.

It didn't take long for Qian Qiufeng to undergo a physical examination and was pushed away. Her identity and whereabouts are confidential, even I don't know.

Back on the plane, I wondered if it was time to earn some lifespan, or else it would become a negative number again when I was dying.

Several figures also walked in, among them was the deputy director.

Yin Xinyi asked softly, "Is your father okay?"

The deputy director smiled bitterly, "My father's blood type is not suitable for Ah Hao's. It is estimated that it will take a few months to raise him."

I rolled my eyes, I wouldn't donate organs to him even if it was right, and asked casually, "How did the Thousand-Year Dead King deal with it?"

The deputy director's expression was even more bitter, "When dealing with the fart, my father and Bing Jiao desperately died before re-sealing it, and he has sent heavy soldiers to guard it. The idiots of the Hu family want to covet the sacrificial artifacts inside. I really don't know what the dead word is. write."

He glanced at us again and looked at Hua Wankui in surprise, "Why are you here?"

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