Madam, she's gone wild again

Chapter 124 If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have to fart
The sky turned white, and the cool morning breeze blew past.

The sun rises in the east, and the warm sun falls on the world, illuminating the whole world.

Fu Yanchao was still lying weakly, his face pale, and even began to show signs of lethargy. The doctors were helpless.

Without the matching A3 sub-blood, he might spend his whole life with the bed, become a sick person, and even get worse and worse.

Just when Lu Nuanyin was about to call her mother, Sheng Xingyan appeared at the door of the ward.

"Auntie, let me see him."

The girl's complexion was a little pale, and her black and ink eyes were clearly stained with red blood at some point.

Lu Nuanyin looked at the girl with a haggard face, thinking that it might be because her son was worried, her heart ached.

Caressing the girl's hair, she retracted her hand, ready to make a phone call.

Sheng Xingyan suddenly grabbed Lu Nuanyin's arm, and pointed in the direction of the attending physician's office with an innocent face.

"When I came here just now, I saw that the doctor's office was open, and there seemed to be blood bags on the table."

As soon as the words fell, a little nurse suddenly appeared, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and an excited expression on her face.

"Doctor Zhang! It's A3 subtype blood! There's still a note!"

"what?!!"

When Dr. Zhang heard this, his blood boiled instantly, and several people studied the note for a while.

In an instant, the helpless group of doctors finalized the treatment plan on the note, and several people pushed the hospital bed into the operating room again.

Lu Nuanyin recovered from the shock, looked at the girl with a little surprise, and suddenly a bold idea popped up in her mind.

"Good girl, did you meet anyone else when you came here just now?"

Sheng Xingyan was stunned by the question, raised his hand and scratched his hair, with some distress appearing on his face, he shook his head slowly.

"No, what's the matter, auntie?"

"fine."

Lu Nuanyin withdrew her thoughts, stretched out her hand to pinch the girl's little face, and left with her mobile phone.

Sheng Xingyan let out a long breath, and the tense nerves finally relaxed.

He raised his legs and walked to the sofa beside the ward. As soon as his butt touched the sofa, he felt dizzy for a while.

At some point, the right hand collapsed and the thread was untied, and the blood smeared on the gauze.

Sheng Xingyan really didn't have the energy to take care of the wound, so she took out her phone, pressed a few keys on the keyboard, then stopped her fingers, and turned off the phone.

Lu Nuanyin left the No. 1 hospital, and just got into the back seat of the car and sat firmly when a text message was sent to her mobile phone.

Fu Shurong: The genius doctor refused, and the postscript said no thanks. As for the A3 sub-blood... The condition proposed by C12 is to send Xiaochao to the base.

Lu Nuanyin was a little confused.

Miracle doctors start with an eight-figure fee, why this time...

What a weirdo.

Thinking about it, Lu Nuanyin's eyes fell on A3's blood, and she replied to her mother, and then ordered someone to pass all the information of Sheng Xingyan to her.

All the doctors were at a loss, but since the girl appeared, not only had blood, but also a treatment plan.

If things happen too coincidentally, there must be a demon.

……

At the same time, the death of the three gangsters at the frontier was not such a noticeable thing, but for some reason, the International Center suddenly intervened.

In an instant, there was an uproar in the mind, and everyone speculated about the intention of the International Center.

Jingzhou, the headquarters of the International Center.

In the towering international building, several special forces in camouflage uniforms guarded the gate of the headquarters, with a black gun on their arms.

Looking solemn and majestic and indifferent, it is intimidating.

In the meeting room on the top floor, a group of elites frowned at the photos of the deceased sent by the people below.

A group of people were at a loss, and they couldn't even believe what they saw.

"SY?"

An elite suddenly spoke out, breaking the silence in the meeting room and making everyone think instantly.

Another elite stared at the photo of the dead body with a puzzled expression, obviously not convinced that it was masturbation.

"Didn't masturbation die a long time ago? Back then, the drug lord personally issued a hunting order, and the price was increased to 100 billion, as long as masturbation was killed."

After the voice fell, some people nodded in agreement.

The elite sitting first on the right hand side of the conference table looked at a few photos of the corpse, and then re-read the autopsy report.

"These three people were all killed by one blow, and according to the appraisal report given by the forensic doctor, these people were highly nervous before they died. The bullets taken out by the forensic doctor from the wound..."

"Um……"

A calm and comfortable whisper came from the corner, everyone stopped guessing and analyzing, turned their heads one after another, and turned their gazes neatly to the most inconspicuous position in the corner.

Jiang Qichuan leaned on the back of the chair and stretched comfortably, as if he didn't get enough sleep, he yawned several times, and some saline overflowed from the end of his eyes.

Staring blankly and lowering his head, he woke up for a while, just when everyone thought he was about to say something, Jiang Qichuan rubbed his eyes slowly, wiping away the saline at the end of his eyes.

After finishing everything, his eyes lazily fell on the photos of the corpses on the video screen.

A group of elites immediately raised the spirit of 12, waiting for the man to say something.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qichuan scratched his hair, then lazily nestled back into the soft chair, resting his chin with one hand casually, and narrowing Danfeng's eyes slightly.

"I'm so sleepy, can I eat?"

"..."

The air, deadly still.

A group of elites dared not be angry or speak out, the leading elite laughed awkwardly, and asked Jiang Qichuan tentatively.

"Qichuan, don't you have anything to say?"

"Well……"

Jiang Qichuan pondered for a while, and when he looked at the leading elite, he squinted his eyes and curled his lips into a slight smile.

"No."

"..."

"When you asked me to come here, you told me that the job was to simulate portraits of criminal suspects, and you didn't ask me to analyze anything?"

"..."

"Besides, with just a few photos, what can I see, and I don't know anything about guns."

When Jiang Qichuan said this, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but rather proud.

After finishing speaking, the man did not hesitate for a moment, turned the chair sideways, got up and left the meeting room with his legs open.

Five minutes later, Jiang Qichuan returned to his small single room dormitory.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Sheng Xingyan's number, his brows and eyes were filled with anxiety and worry that could not be concealed.

He is afraid...

I'm afraid that this little girl is messing around again, and something uncontrollable has happened.

The waiting music on the phone didn't play for a while, and then turned into a busy tone.

Jiang Qichuan was not surprised at all, he pressed the phone and touched the girl's phone number, and dialed back.

I went back and forth several times, as if the other party kept calling without answering, and the persistence made people feel a little irritated.

Sheng Xingyan suppressed the anger of getting up, and hung up the phone calls several times, but the man on the other side still didn't give up.

The excited girl had no choice but to grab the phone and press the answer button.

"Say something quickly, fart quickly, if you have nothing to do, get out of your mother's big egg!"

(End of this chapter)