"I don't agree ??" Qu Yihong muttered to himself for a few seconds, "What do you think will happen?"
"Humph!" Tong Yi turned his head away again.
He just doesn't like the boss of the Mummy!
The extremely intelligent and wise Tong Yi had actually been tricked by the boss of the Mummy.
"You're not going to hide and cry, are you?" Qu Yihong seemed to be deep in thought, "Of course, for a little thing like you to encounter such a setback and cry like a child, that's also understandable."
"Who's crying?" Tong Yi was furious, he turned around.
Tong Yi stood in the middle of the bedroom with his head held high and his chest held high. "Am I crying?"
"That's good." Qu Yihong remained calm, "A man should bleed but not cry."
"Humph!" Tong Yi stared at him in disdain.
"I was deceived by the imposter. I deceived him more than once." Qu Yihong looked at Tong Yi meaningfully, "I won't cry."
Tong Yi curled his lips: "Then you still haven't bled."
"Ugh." Qu Yihong nodded, "I was discovered by a little thing like you."
He suddenly left the doorframe, smiled, and turned to leave.
Tong Yi thought about it, then followed her, puzzled.
He followed Qu Yihong to a small room.
Tong Yi was still considering whether he should go over quietly and see what the bad boss of Mummy was up to, when Qu Yihong had already walked out of the small room.
Tong Yi quickly retreated back into the room and sat on the side of the bed, listening intently to what was happening outside.
The footsteps came closer and closer.
Then, Qu Yihong appeared at the door, holding some gauze and other stuff.
Without batting an eyelid, Qu Yihong walked in front of Tong Yi, pulled up a chair, and sat down. He picked up a small medical needle, and pricked it into his fingertips.
"Ouch." Tong Yi couldn't help but exclaim from the side.
He was not afraid of anything. He was just afraid of the dazzling white needle.
"Coward!" Qu Yihong's hand paused, he glanced at Tong Yi, and snorted, "You're afraid to even stab a needle, you aren't a girl, are you?"
"I'm not." Tong Yi immediately puffed up his cheeks and straightened his back, "Mummy said that I am a real man."
"Men are like that." Qu Yihong then pierced the needle into his finger tip, "I suffered a grievance and lost a bit of blood."
A drop of blood the size of a yellow bean immediately appeared on his long, fair fingertip.
Qu Yihong smeared the blood on the cloth.
For the fifth time in a row, a blood plum blossom had appeared on that piece of white gauze.
"This is what a man's guts is like." Qu Yihong glanced at Tong Yi meaningfully, "If you don't call yourself a man, then you're a man."
Tong Yi saw contempt in Qu Yihong's eyes.
Gritting his teeth, he picked up another small syringe and said, "Isn't it just a little bit of blood? I can do it too."
Qu Yihong watched on quietly, a faint smile sweeping past his lips.
Hmph, the little fellow is fighting him.
No way!
When the small needle touched his fingertip, Tong Yi's hand trembled.
"If you're afraid, then forget it." Qu Yihong stood up with a smile, "Coward!"
"Who's afraid?" Tong Yi immediately rejected the offer unwillingly. He glanced at the ceiling in embarrassment, "I just can't hold the needles."
Qu Yihong raised his eyebrows, "So you want my help?"
"??" Tong Yi sniffed, neither saying yes nor saying no.
Smiling faintly, Qu Yihong sat back down, took the small needle from Tong Yi's hand, and held onto Tong Yi's small fingertip with his other hand.
"It's too late to regret." Qu Yihong chuckled.
"Who's afraid, hurry up!" Tong Yi was full of energy.
Laughing lightly while shaking his head, Qu Yihong didn't speak anymore and inserted the needle into Tong Yi's tiny fingertip.
Beads of blood the size of soybeans immediately popped out from his fingertips.
It hurt a little, but under Qu Yihong's attentive gaze, Tong Yi took out an unprecedented amount of courage.
"Yes, a man." Qu Yihong's lips curled up into a faint smile, and he used a piece of cotton to press down the wound on Tong Yi's fingertip, "However, you're a bit stupid."
Tong Yi stared at Qu Yihong: "How am I stupid?"
Qu Yihong laughed but did not say a word, he threw all the miscellaneous items into the trash can and only kept the two Blood Plum Blossom.
"Hm." Tong Yi suddenly frowned and stared at Qu Yihong in a
oyance, "I'm not going to care about you anymore."
He felt that he had been fooled, but his little brain couldn't figure out what he had been fooled about.
Anyway, the boss of the Mummy was not a good person.
Qu Yihong slowly walked out. "If your Mummy knew that you and I were drawing plum blossoms in blood, she would probably cry."
"..." I won't tell my Mummy. " Tong Yi curled her lips.
Qu Yihong's thin lips curved up into a smile.
He returned to his study and put down the two pieces of medical gauze stained with blood and plum blossoms. Then, he picked up the microphone and made a call.
The call co
ected.
"Who is it?" Luo Wan's gentle voice sounded.
"Me." Qu Yihong said indifferently, "I have something that I need your help with."
"Speak!" Luo Wan said straightforwardly: "If you ask me to help, that's what I want. After repaying you for that great favor, I estimate that in the future, you'll be able to sleep more peacefully. The key is, can I help? "
"Yes." Qu Yihong spoke in a concise ma
er, "The one who can help me the most is Miss Lowe."
"Alright." Luo Wan agreed happily, "How can I help you? Speak!"
Glancing at the large clock on the wall, Qu Yihong muttered to himself, "For insurance's sake, come over to my place right now."
"Alright." Luo Wan immediately agreed.
After finishing the call, Qu Yihong put down the receiver and glanced at the two slowly withering Blood Plum Blossom.
Slowly, a smile blossomed on his face, a smile that only grew wider.
I can't believe it, I can't believe it...
As expected, there were surprises everywhere in life.
Just as he was thinking, his phone rang. He picked it up casually.
"Second Young Master, they have urged us three times." Yin Shaofan arrogantly asked, "If we don't go now, it would be a breach of contract, and the risk of losing a billion people ??"
"Tell him to change the time." Qu Yihong's tone was indifferent, "If he does not agree, then we can send over a lawyer to negotiate."
Yin Shaofan panicked: "Ah, Second Young Master!"
"That's it." Qu Yihong said in a slightly cold tone, "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Good ??" "Alright." Yin Shaofan hung up the phone in confusion.
This Second Young Master Qu who treated the Taihuang Hospital as his life had changed today, and he was actually able to make the Taihuang Hospital benefit a few times.
It had nothing to do with Zhang Xuan lowering his reward by 20%.
Thinking about the tragic prize, Yin Shaofan felt that he had nothing to live for.
Second Young Master Qu must have gone crazy today ??
Qu Yihong was still trying to condense the two blood plum blossoms.
One big and one small. They all had the same shape and looked very intimate ??
"Second Young Master, Miss Lowe is here to visit you ??" The voice of the Uncle Wang came from downstairs.
Qu Yihong stood up and walked to the long corridor, and slightly leaned in.
As expected, in the middle of the hall downstairs, Luo Wan, dressed in a long black dress, was currently conversing with the Uncle Wang.
Qu Yihong smiled blandly: "Uncle Wang, please come to the study room."
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