Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 626 No wonder it hurts

In the end, Wen Tingxuan had no choice but to explain everything he knew, including the time when Shen Xiujin needed analgesics.

"...Brother Shen didn't say the reason. He just needs analgesics, forty-nine days' worth. And the medicine is getting stronger and stronger..." Wen Tingxuan was also puzzled, "Brother Shen is very tolerant. He has suffered before." It was a gunshot wound. The conditions at the scene were difficult and there was no anesthesia. He used a knife to remove the bullet for himself with his bare hands... I don’t know what the injury was this time. He even used analgesics..."

"I know..." There was no emotion on Su Qiao's face. She lowered her head, smiled bitterly, and said slowly, "It's the pain of backlash. Forty-nine days, it became more intense and doubled day by day. , many people can’t even make it through the third day.”

And Shen Xiujin has lasted for so long.

He stayed with her as if nothing had happened, and even went to another space to save her...

No wonder she used the Kunyuan spell to collect the soul fragments of her mother Xiao Siyin, but she didn't suffer any backlash...

It turns out that it was Shen Xiujin, that fool, who took the responsibility for her...

Su Qiao wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't open her mouth.

There was a stifling pain in her heart, and she almost lost her balance.

"sister in law……"

"It's okay." Su Qiao fended off Wen Tingxuan who wanted to help her. She suppressed the pain and looked at Wen Tingxuan, pretending to be calm and said, "This is not a malignant tumor. I was infected by someone else's evil. It's just that the condition is similar to a tumor." .”

Wen Tingxuan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"I'm just telling you, there's no such thing as a worsening tumor that suddenly appears without any warning..."

Su Qiao patted him on the shoulder, "I can solve it myself, it just takes some time. Mr. Shen, do you know what to say?"

"Don't worry." Wen Tingxuan couldn't help wiping his eyes, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I'm scared to death..."

Su Qiao nodded with satisfaction and handed Wen Tingxuan's mobile phone to him, "Let's call him and talk it over."

Wen Tingxuan obediently complied, dialed Shen Xiujin's number and turned on the loudspeaker.

The bell rang twice and was answered over there.

"Brother Shen, sister-in-law has come to check."

Shen Xiujin didn't speak on the other end of the phone, but Su Qiao heard the sound of a lighter being lit.

He is smoking...

She had forgotten when she had not seen Shen Xiujin smoking.

She never told him that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but he just knew...

Wen Tingxuan reported the report calmly: "My sister-in-law is fine. She is just a little tired and uses her eyes too much. She just needs to rest more."

Shen Xiujin was silent for a few seconds and then said in a low voice: "I know."

The call was cut off.

The big stone in Wen Tingxuan's heart fell to the ground. He turned around and was about to say something more to Su Qiao, "Sister-in-law..."

As a result, there was no one behind me.

The window is open.

Wen Tingxuan: "..."

He made another phone call: "Xiao Wu, please contact the decoration company and ask them to come over and install stainless steel anti-theft nets on all the windows in our hospital. Yes, the stronger the better..."

Su Qiao did not leave the hospital.

She walked into a ward alone.

Outside the corridor, every five meters, there were two men in black wearing ghost-face masks. When they saw Su Qiao, they shouted in a low voice: "Sister-in-law."

The person in the ward at the end of the corridor was none other than Nan Qiao in her previous life.

Su Qiao pushed the door open and went in.

The woman on the hospital bed was still asleep, her whole body cold.

It's a corpse that won't wake up...

Su Qiao walked to the bedside and sat down.

There are fresh bouquets of flowers placed in the vase on the bedside, which are changed every day. Today are yellow roses.

The golden color adds a touch of vitality to this lifeless space filled with the smell of disinfectant.

"Except for the bloody mole at the end of the eye, we look exactly the same..." Su Qiao stared at Nan Qiao's face, murmured, and took out a scalpel hidden in his cuff.

"You think so, Yichen?"

As she finished speaking, Su Qiao's expression suddenly turned cold. With lightning speed, she pointed the scalpel in Nan Qiao's closed eyes and stabbed it in...