Chapter 131 Press Village young mistress
Doesn't it have to be a ghost?
In the middle of the night, the whole stockade was quiet like a deep sleep. At this time, a smiling woman appeared, and both of them turned white with fear.
They want to scream, but they dare not.
If other people are attracted, their suspicion will be washed away.
Charlee Ford leaned against the wall with his chest in his arms, looked leisurely, spread his hands and said, "Take them out."
"What?" The two men retreated warily.
"The poison you want to poison, I want to see what kind it is this time." Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows.
Two people look at each other.
The woman already knew and listened to everything they had just said.
I can't stay.
Two people's faces flashed a kill gas, and they suddenly shot and attacked Charlee Ford.
In their view, Charlee Ford is a hostage, petite she has no room to fight back.
They were so quick that they didn't think Charlee Ford could react at all.
Who knows that women lean their heads lightly and sideways, avoiding their attacks, and even a touch of disgust appears in their eyes.
"That's it?"
Charlee Ford scoffed and slowly pulled out two silver needles from his bag.
"Good things, buy one get one free, goodbye." When she finished, two silver needles brushed her hands, and the two men fell to the ground before they could respond.
Charlee Ford clapped his hands and laughed.
"Ahem!"
Just then, a violent cough suddenly came from my ear.
Charlee Ford followed the sound and saw that inside the wide open window, the man who was lying quietly in bed was coughing violently, which seemed to cough out his lungs.
She hesitated for a moment, glanced at the two men lying on the ground, and sighed helplessly.
As a doctor, the patient's condition is her greatest concern.
So she rolled over into the room and walked towards the man in the hospital bed.
Just as she was approaching the hospital bed, the man on the bed suddenly turned over and attacked her.
The speed was so fast that Charlee Ford was caught off guard and his shoulder was pressed by the man's hand.
"What are you doing?" She frowned and stared at the man in a very angry tone.
He was kind enough to save people and was arrested?
And isn't this man dying? How can he still have the strength to attack himself?
The man stared at Charlee Ford, his face pale. "Who are you?"
Charlee Ford was expressionless. "I cured all your diseases. Who do you think I am?"
The man looked at her suspiciously. "Then what are you doing in my room so late?"
"Save you, or you will die. If you don't believe me, go to the window and see for yourself."
The man still looked at her skeptically, but according to the words, he grabbed her and went to the window to take a look.
When he saw two men lying on the ground, his face became even uglier.
But it also confirmed that Charlee Ford did not lie to himself.
The man let her go. "Sorry."
Charlee Ford rubbed his shoulder and said, "You are quite physically strong. You can wake up so quickly after being poisoned."
And still have the strength to shoot her.
The man couldn't tell whether she was praising herself or hurting herself. He just sipped his lips when he smelled it.
At this time, he began to cough violently again.
The cough was so earth-shattering that Charlee Ford wondered if she was going to cough to death.
"No," said Charlee Ford, rubbing his chin. "Your poison has not been dissolved. Even if you wake up, it shouldn't be like this. Go to bed and I'll give you a needle."
The man's face is pale and his lips are bloodless.
He glanced at her, hesitated, and finally went to bed.
Charlee Ford reached out to untie his clothes.
The man clutched the button warily: "What are you doing?"
"Take off your clothes." Charlee Ford took it for granted.
"…"
"Why do you take off my clothes?" The man sipped his lips: "You are a woman, it is..."
"What's on your mind?" Charlee Ford looked at him with a smile. "I took off your clothes just to apply needles, but I didn't mean anything else."
Seeing that the man still said nothing, she simply said, "Don't worry, in the eyes of our healers, your body is no different from a skeleton frame."
Man: "…"
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he let go of his hand awkwardly, looking like he died bravely.
Charlee Ford untied his jacket, touched several acupuncture points on his body with a blank face, and then took out the silver needle and began to apply it.
Men still feel awkward at first, but there is nothing too emotional behind them.
It's a magical feeling to be needled while awake.
He can clearly feel all kinds of changes in his body. As these small silver needles sink into acupoints, he seems to feel that the pain in his body is really relieved.
It seems that this woman does have two brushes.
When he was bored, he unconsciously set his sights on Charlee Ford.
I saw this woman with long hair, just woke up, her face was white and glowing, her almond eyes were black and bright, her nose was small, and her lips were deep red.
A face between pure and charming is completely different from the mediocre fat and vulgar powder he has seen before.
The man moved his eyes nervously.
To cover up, he asked Charlee Ford, "What's your name?"
Charlee Ford was very serious and said truthfully without thinking, "What about you, Charlee Ford?"
"Xiao Yu." The man's voice is a little cold.
Charlee Ford sniffed and nodded. After a short time, she breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Okay."
Say that finish wiped the sweat on his face.
"It's getting late. I'll go back to bed first. If there is any situation, you can call Brother Quan." Charlee Ford said, remembering something, and added: "By the way, I advise you to beware of that Ang Ge."
When she finished, she turned over with her window lattice and disappeared into the night.
Xiao Yu stared at her back for a long time.
Charlee Ford didn't get up until late the next day.
She yawned, pushed open the door, stretched, and squinted at the sky.
The weather is fine.
Just then, two faces came together in front of her.
Charlee Ford, startled, took two steps back subconsciously and looked intently. Isn't this the two men who guarded the woodshed that day?
Two people smiled at her, and the smile was very strange.
"What for?" Charlee Ford asked warily.
Is Xiao Yu dead and Ange usurped the throne successfully?
"Congratulations, congratulations, little sister!" Two people in unison tunnel happy.
Charlee Ford looked stupid and forced: "What's there to congratulate me? Are you going to let me go?"
"Let you go?" The two shook their heads and said meaningfully: "Little sister, you can't leave in your life."
"Why? Xiao Yu will repay the enemy?!" She was angry.
"No, no, no," two people laughed at the infiltration of people: "It is our stockade leader who is going to marry you to be our pressure stockade young mistress!!!"