Chapter 66 Can you be a little more aware of being kidnapped?
The raised hands froze in the air.
The tall man looked at Bian Zhi in disbelief. These three simple words made his whole body tremble.
The contempt, discrimination and unfair treatment I have experienced in life over the years are still vivid in my mind.
"You, you said you can cure it?"
The tall man breathed heavily, but his expression turned cold in the next second. He laughed madly and gritted his teeth, "You actually said you can cure it!"
The woman in front of him was wearing a white dress, which set off her pure and white face, making her look like a fairy. Her big eyes were blinking, and she looked ignorant of the world.
"You, huh, actually said you can heal!"
After the extreme ecstasy, he had to face the loss of reality. The strong sense of frustration made the tall man's face grim.
His leg was not born lame. A heavy object hit his leg and damaged the nerves, leaving him with almost no feeling in his entire right leg.
The reason he followed them to do this job today was not only to pay for the girl's medical treatment, but also because he heard that there was a master of traditional Chinese medicine in the country who was very good at diagnosis. However, he only saw one person a day, and a course of treatment cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. That's why he had the heart to do this mess.
"You're kidding!" He raised his hand to gather strength, and the palm wind blew down fiercely.
Bian Zhi smiled and slowly pulled out the silver needle from the short man. Then, he raised his hand and inserted the silver needle into the tall man's palm in the space where his palm fell.
"!!!"pain.
The pain of ice piercing into bones and blood.
The tall man covered his injured hand and smashed his head against the glass window like a madman, his body shaking like a fallen leaf in autumn.
Everyone was stunned.
Bian Zhi didn't care about the tall man's reaction, as if she had expected it.
She looked at the short man who was also stunned and asked him, "Are you feeling better?"
The short man reacted, twisted his waist, and tilted his originally stiff neck.
His originally dim eyes suddenly brightened, with admiration mixed with joy. He patted the tall man's legs, completely ignoring the tall man's heartbreaking shouts, "Can his leg really be cured?"
Bian Zhi leaned back in his chair and said, "It depends on my mood."
If you are in a bad mood, don't treat it.
The short man was still immersed in the ecstasy of the disappearance of his illness. In his early years, he was on a mission and a bullet hit his shoulder. Since then, all kinds of illnesses have followed.
I've tried everything and spent a lot of money.
But it's all useless!
From the numbness in his hands at first to the inability to lift heavy objects later, in just a few years, his cervical spine was affected. On rainy days, his whole body was filled with crazy tingling pain.
"Boss, it really doesn't hurt anymore. This little girl is really capable."
He turned to look at Bian Zhi, "Please treat my third brother. If he is cured, we won't--"
He didn't finish his words.
The fat man in the front leaned forward from the passenger seat and slapped the shorter man on the head with his palm. "Stop talking nonsense! We have to get this done today! My daughter needs this money to save her life!"
These words fell.
The three people around were silent.
Only the tall man's roar echoed continuously in the car.
The fat man stood up and pointed the tip of the knife at Bian Zhi's face, "Pull out the needle for me!"
Bian Zhi ignored it.
The fat on the fat man's face was shaking with excitement. He moved the blade a little closer and said, "I told you to take this needle out!"
Bian Zhi slowly raised his eyes and met the fat man's gaze.
"Damn it!" The fat man was irritated and angry. "I told you to pull it out, did you hear me?"
Seeing this, the short man quickly advised, "Little girl, just pull it out. Even if you're going to hurt this tall guy to death today, we still have to do what we have to do. We... have our reasons for doing it."
"Pull out this needle first, and then we can talk it over."
Bian Zhi raised his hand lazily and took off the tall man's silver needle without looking back.
The tall man shook violently, and the pain in his body gradually receded from his body like the tide. He never wanted to experience this feeling again in his life.
The intense residual pain made him curl up in one place, his teeth chattering for a long time before he managed to utter a few words: "You bitch, just wait for me!"
The car fell into silence again.
The tall man's breathing went from rapid to gradually steady.
He finally sat up slowly. After a long while, he turned his head and uttered a few words: "Can you really cure my leg?"
Bian Zhi didn't answer.
Instead, he looked at the driver and asked calmly, "How much longer will it take? You guys aren't very experienced in committing crimes. How can you find a car and drive it more than ten kilometers away?"
The van was spacious, but the road became bumpier and bumpier.
Bian Zhi even felt that these people were not committing crimes, but were trafficking people, transporting her to the mountainous countryside in the TV series to be someone's concubine.
The fat man's face was dark.
He turned his head fiercely, "You bitch, what's wrong with you!"
Can you be a little aware that you are being kidnapped?
It would be fine if he wasn't afraid, but he looked like he couldn't wait to get off the bus.
Does she even know what the words "zuojianfanke" mean?!
The short man was also speechless. He scratched his head and said to Bian Zhi, "That's right, can we have a normal reaction to being kidnapped?"
Bian Zhi: “For example?”
The short guy: "Like screaming, being scared, or crying. You make us feel unfulfilled and a little panicked."
Bian Zhi propped up his head and said calmly, "Give me a sample."
When the short man heard this, he really started howling like a ghost. Bian Zhi pursed his lips to hold back his laughter, and finally he couldn't help but burst into giggles.
Everyone's face in the car turned black in the midst of Bian Zhi's laughter.
It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
After laughing, Bian Zhi wanted to tease him, "One more, please. I'll be happy and cure your eye disease too."
The shorter man's eyes widened and he stumbled, "Huh?"
"This... can be cured?"
Bian Zhi nodded. "Didn't I tell you? My treatment depends on my mood. I'm in a good mood right now, so I'll treat you."
"You have wind-induced eye problems. The lacrimal duct epithelium has contracted and is unable to drain excess tears, which is why you experience tearing."
The short man was stunned by the professional term.
"Give me another silver needle."
The short man gave it obediently.
By the time he realized he shouldn't have given it, the needle had already pierced the acupoint.
Tall, short, fat, and thin: "..."
The fat man took a deep breath, turned around and stared at Bian Zhi fiercely.
This woman really has some magic. She uses her pure appearance to bewitch people. We must be on guard!
As the fat man was thinking this, he saw the tall man stretching his legs and mumbling to Bian Zhi, "Can my legs really be cured?"
The sad little tone carried a hint of flattery and weakness.
The fat man almost vomited blood when he heard this.
"I told you, it depends on my mood," Bian Zhi fixed the silver needle for the short man and sat back in his seat. "Hey, are we there yet? I'm getting sleepy if we keep going."
"Can you give me some time? If there's still some distance, I can take a nap first, okay?"
The fat man took several deep breaths before he controlled his urge to strangle someone.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" He had never seen anyone more anxious than them to catch someone. The fat man was almost annoyed and said angrily, "We're almost there!"
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