Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 413 Don't be afraid, sister is here.

"Pick off the tendons and bring them back!"

The man's face was cold, and the chill spreading all over his body dissipated, and he uttered a word lightly.

"Brother, you escort Seventh Sister and the others, and Ah Ting and I will take Minghui back first."

Fu Yuejun hugged Minghui and got out of the carriage. The wound on Minghui's shoulder had already been bandaged briefly. The girl was so white that she didn't even have a trace of blood. Looking at it made people feel distressed.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, can you ride a horse?" Fu Lingcheng looked at her worriedly, and looked at Minghui's face, feeling very distressed.

"I can't care about this anymore, I have to take her back first." Fu Yuejun carried Minghui on the horse without hesitation: "The little thirteen and seven sisters will be handed over to you and Fu Qian."

"Give Minghui to me."

Jin Tingxiao couldn't help saying, and hugged Minghui from Fu Yuejun's arms. He knew that this girl had a deep relationship with Fu Yuejun. Since he couldn't stop Fu Yuejun, he could only lighten her burden.

Otherwise, her injury must have worsened.

"it is good."

Fu Yuejun nodded, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse ran out quickly.

Jin Tingxiao and Fu Yuejun took Minghui back to Jiangling first. Unexpectedly, Fu Ziyuan followed on horseback halfway. The young man pursed his lips and looked at Minghui in Jin Tingxiao's arms.

In the dark eyes, something faintly shattered.

Fu Yuejun didn't speak either, but speeded up the horse.

Several people returned to Fu's house. Before the old lady could figure out the situation, Fu Yuejun shouted: "Call Mr. Ji over!"

The servants rushed to invite Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji came quickly. Seeing that Minghui had been shot, he quickly gave her anesthesia to get the bullet.

The old lady rushed to Qianqiu Pavilion, and seeing that Minghui was injured, she covered her mouth in fright, her eyes immediately turned red, and asked anxiously, "Xiao Jiu, what's going on with you? How did Xiao Si get hurt?" What about your brother and Lao Qi?"

Fu Yuejun told the old lady what had happened, and then told the old lady: "The matter of black market organ sales is of great importance, and please keep your mouth shut, grandma."

"I understand."

The old lady's voice was choked with sobs. Knowing that these children had suffered so much, her heart was twisted together, and her heart ached terribly.

The process of taking out the bullet was a bit slow, and the anesthetic hadn't fully come up yet, Minghui wailed in pain, Fu Yuejun quickly grabbed her hand and coaxed: "Little four, be good, sister is here, don't be afraid, sister is here .”

The girl was so painful that her brows were tightly frowned, she bit the wooden stick, beads of sweat slid down her forehead, even Fu Yuejun's hands were scratched by her, but she didn't even frown.

Standing at the side, Fu Ziyuan frowned slightly, looking at Minghui with a distressed look in his eyes. Seeing how much pain she was in, he tugged on Fu Yuejun's sleeve uneasily.

"Sister, little four, she..."

She won't hurt to death, will she?

This girl is used to being pampered and pampered, she hasn't suffered much, her burns haven't healed yet, and she helped him block the bullet, if she really can't stand it...

Fu Yuejun patted the back of his hand, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, with Mr. Ji here, everything will be fine."

When the Zigong sheet was taken out, Minghui had already passed out.

Mr. Ji carefully bandaged her, treated the burns on her back, and finally covered her with a quilt.

He looked at the old lady and the others, and explained softly: "Miss Minghui suffered a gunshot wound at a young age. Thanks to Miss Jiu, she stopped the bleeding. Otherwise, if I rushed back to Jiangling from Jiangcheng, I'm afraid there would be no way to recover."

(End of this chapter)