Chapter 276 Practice Makes Perfect: Flying Needles
Shang Zhen's face was in a mess, with bruises on the corners of his mouth and his tied hands hanging in front of his chest.
At first, he was extremely surprised why Ye Xiaomei was here. Then he avoided her gaze, squatted at the foot of the wall, gritted his teeth and looked away.
Ye Xiaomei could tell that she was looking away to hide the tears in her eyes.
"Knock knock." Mrs. Xue knocked on the table with her backhand.
Ye Xiaomei was instantly brought back to reality.
Then look at the girl in her arms. What the hell should she do?
"Mrs. Xue, this child has a bone problem, and it's congenital. The overall effect may not be seen after one or two treatments."
Ye Xiaomei said this against her conscience, the only thing she remembered in her heart was to quickly take Shang Zhen and run away, as this was the most important thing.
Mrs. Xue looked down at her four-year-old daughter in her arms, her face full of kindness. After hearing these words, her motherly kindness and love disappeared in an instant:
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, no, absolutely not." Ye Xiaomei waved her hands and her head shook like a wave drum.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xue looked at Shang Zhen who was squatting in the corner, then turned her gaze back to Ye Xiaomei:
"If you can't come up with a solution tonight, I'll chop off one of her hands in ten minutes, and one of her feet in twenty minutes. Your maximum time limit is only forty minutes. If you exceed that time, I'll chop off her head."
Ye Xiaomei shuddered all over and immediately felt extremely regretful. It would have been better to just give him 80,000 yuan.
But now, it seems too late to regret.
"Your people are teaming up to cheat me at cards. It's obvious that you are a liar. Why don't you just kill me?" How could Shang Zhen, who was sitting in the corner, not see Ye Xiaomei's dilemma.
She stood up quickly and was punched in the stomach by strong men on both sides. She was hunched over like a shrimp, with beads of sweat dripping down her face. She didn't utter a word.
In Shang Zhenxin's heart, Ye Xiaomei lived a more decisive and glorious life than hers, and her life was more valuable than hers.
She has a bright future. Even if she does have a future, she doesn't know why. She is not worth Ye Xiaomei sacrificing her life for.
"Shang Zhen!" Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank and she stood up reflexively.
"Behave yourself! You have no right to speak here." A big man said as he was about to start a fight.
Ye Xiaomei didn't know whether it would work or not, and she didn't have time to think about it. At that moment, two needles as thin as cow hair flew out of her hand.
The two big men covered their necks and screamed, then stumbled and held on to the wall.
Before Ye Xiaomei could be happy, two big men took off the acupuncture needles on her neck, and blood oozed out of the tiny holes.
Mrs. Xue's pupils shrank. Before she could see clearly what she did, she saw two bodyguards covering their necks, with blood flowing out from their fingertips.
There was fear and panic in her eyes.
Even Shang Zhen, who was squatting in the corner and squeezing his stomach, didn't know what was going on.
The moment Ye Xiaomei came to her senses, she gave Shang Zhen a quick look, telling her to run.
Shang Zhen looked at the two bodyguards in amazement, like a fool.
Ye Xiaomei let out a long breath in anger, but could only pretend to be calm and composed and said:
"Mrs. Xue, your bodyguards beat me up at will. Are you planning to prevent me from treating your daughter?"
Ye Xiaomei has never felt that pretending to be cool is so natural.
Mrs. Xue suddenly came to her senses. The needle hole was small to begin with, and even though it pierced an artery, it healed itself in a short while.
"If you can cure my daughter, I will give you a nice reward without charging you a penny of the 80,000 yuan."
Mrs. Xue said calmly, then gently placed her daughter on the sofa with her head on her thighs. She raised her hand and touched the child's head, and seeing that she was sleeping soundly, she held the child's little hand.
"I also told you that Nannan has polio and won't live past the age of twelve."
Ye Xiaomei felt that she had practiced the Invisible Flying Needle technique quite well. She felt safe and was too lazy to play around with Mrs. Xue anymore.
Mrs. Xue quickly put down her daughter's hand, her pupils shrinking: "Can't live past the age of twelve again?"
When Ye Xiaomei heard this, her heart skipped a beat.
Her previous daughter died when she was eleven or twelve years old, so this must be related.
"Speak."
Ye Xiaomei was brought back to reality by her cold voice:
"With current medical technology, it is impossible for your daughter to survive past the age of twelve. However, I can try my method."
Run first and talk later.
"What method? As long as it can cure my daughter, I will give you whatever you want."
Mrs. Xue leaned forward, no longer as cold and noble as at the beginning, and her eyes were filled with a mother's expectation for her child's health.
To be honest, Ye Xiaomei was almost moved by her motherly look.
It was as if I had seen myself when I was eleven or twelve years old and had a high fever that nearly killed me, and then I opened my eyes for the first time and saw my mother’s anxious look.
Ye Xiaomei didn't know why she had this feeling. The impression in her mind unconsciously overlapped with the urgent look in this woman's eyes.
Her chest felt a little stuffy. No, it was very stuffy. Ye Xiaomei didn't even know she was feeling suffocated.
"Mom!"
Ye Xiaomei felt uncomfortable all over, as if her bones were falling apart.
When she realized that she had fallen asleep on the sofa, she held her aching forehead.
I was suddenly startled by the face in front of me.
Ye Xiaomei sat up suddenly, and the thin blanket that had been covering her body slipped to the floor without her noticing.
The face that was so close to her gradually moved away as Mrs. Xue stood up:
"woke up?"
Ye Xiaomei frowned: "Did I faint?"
As she spoke, Ye Xiaomei looked out the window subconsciously. It was already bright in the sky.
He hurriedly looked at the place where Shang Zhen had squatted last night, but it was empty.
"Breakfast is ready ma'am, do you want some now?"
"Um."
Soon, various breakfasts were placed on the table, including fried dough sticks, tofu buns, spicy soup and soy milk.
"You are a local, so it should suit your taste."
Mrs. Xue was wearing pajamas, with fluffy hair and no makeup on her face, which made her look much friendlier.
But Ye Xiaomei was very alert. She really didn’t know what happened after she fainted.
Why does Mrs. Xue look completely different today than she did yesterday?
She sat down leisurely across the dining table, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, filled a bowl of soy milk and started eating it by herself.
Then, seeing Ye Xiaomei looking straight at him, he filled another bowl, picked up a spoonful of sugar from the exquisite porcelain jar and put it in, stirred it, and then added another spoonful of sugar, and then pushed the soy milk in front of Ye Xiaomei:
"I have inquired about the situation at the Military General Hospital, and a nurse told me that you have low blood sugar."
Ye Xiaomei was completely confused. Why did she suddenly change her attitude towards her?
"Where is Shang Zhen?" It couldn't be the Masked Tiger, so he chopped off Shang Zhen's hands, right?
Ye Xiaomei really didn't dare drink soy milk for fear that it might be poisoned.
Mrs. Xue saw her looking at her warily, and she immediately lost interest in eating. She threw the spoon into the bowl and said:
"I've already released her and sent her to school." His eyes said: Don't you trust me at all?
Are you afraid that I will poison you? Okay, Mrs. Xue picked up her bowl and poured some into her own.
Ye Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief. She also had psychological trauma from the harm done to her by Ye Xiaolin last time.
"I don't eat sugar originally." Mrs. Xue added in a neutral tone.
He kept stirring the spoon as he spoke, and he looked like he was eating for Ye Xiaomei to see.
"Then why are you suddenly so nice to me?" Ye Xiaomei picked up the bowl and took a sip, speaking from the bottom of her heart. The soy milk was so sweet that it choked her throat.
The moment Mrs. Xue finished drinking the soy milk and stood up to change her clothes, Ye Xiaomei actually saw water stains in her eyes.
"When you fainted, you called me mom. Nannan never called me mom."
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