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Ning Guangyao frowned, "What's the secret?"
"Back then, Xue Zijing didn't die of blood cancer..."
"Why!?" Ning Guangyao turned his head fiercely, a pair of eyes staring at Luo Cuishan like tigers, "You...you mean..."
"Yes!" Luo Cuishan smiled triumphantly: "You didn't expect it, I bought the doctor secretly, faked the condition, and... poisoned her!"
Numerous expressions flashed across Ning Guangyao's face. He raised a hand tremblingly, and wanted to go up and slap the woman fiercely, but in the end he endured his anger, put it down again, and said coldly: "You vicious woman, son Jing gave in blindly back then, and never thought of vying with you for a while, she was in Zhonghai, and she was the one I took the initiative to look for... Why did you want to kill like this!? Why!?!"
"Vicious? Yes, I am vicious! Because I can't get it, no one can think of it!" Luo Cuishan stubbornly cut the railroad in no way. //9vk novel network netizen hand-played
Ning Guangyao nodded, "Ok... OK, it's all over, it's over. I'll give you a few minutes to prepare mentally. Wait, I will let someone wait for the medicine to come in, and you can drink the medicine yourself!"
As he said, Ning Guangyao locked his eyes on the chilling cripple, and said coldly: "These days, since this cripple is taking care of you this way, when you die, let him take the medicine too. Let him join you on Huangquan Road. If he doesn't eat, I will send someone to solve him... Humph!"
After Ning Guangyao finished speaking, with a calm face, he turned around and left the room with the two bodyguards.
When the door was closed, Luo Cuishan seemed to have no strength all over. She softened and sat back on the chair, staring at the door with dementia, tears steadily falling.
"I didn't expect that you turned out to be the wife of our Prime Minister of China, I'm not dreaming," the lame muttered beside.
Luo Cuishan snorted, "Mrs. Prime Minister? What's the use? It's just a poor bug who can't get even the simplest happiness."
The lame looked sad and sighed, "Actually... the last thing you said was deliberately mad at him."
Luo Cuishan turned her head blankly to look at the lame, "What did you say?"
"Although I am not very clear who you are talking about, I think you didn't deliberately buy a doctor to poison the woman named Xue Zijing," the lame said in a low voice.
A strange color flashed in Luo Cuishan's eyes, "How do you know?"
"I guess", the cripple smiled happily, "I can see that although you say so fiercely, you still care about your husband. You said those things on purpose to make him think of you. It’s a damn vicious woman, so if he sends someone to kill you, he won’t be too intolerable, painful and self-condemned..."
Luo Cuishan opened her mouth, showing a trace of movement, and then smiled miserably, "Unexpectedly, when I was about to die, I met someone who really knew me... It's a pity... that person, he didn't understand me for most of his life."
"It's actually useless to say this. You didn't listen to the Prime Minister's words. Are you going to let us all die? Hey, my lame didn't live in vain. I actually died with the Prime Minister's wife in this life..." The lame smiled heartily. , Self-comforting in general.
Luo Cuishan looked at him deeply for a while, "Actually you have a chance not to die..."
"Huh?" The cripple asked wonderingly: "Will the prime minister change his decision?"
Luo Cuishan shook her head, "I am a mortal woman. Because I can no longer be the mistress of the Ning family, and my existence will put the Ning family in a dangerous position. Only if I die, Ning Guangyao can calmly Face other families.
But you are different. After all, you are just an insignificant little person. If you have a little use value, then Ning Guangyao will not kill you, because in fact, your death was just because he vented his anger. "
The lame was confused and asked in a daze, "Then how can I be useful? I'm just a beggar with no father or mother, no culture, and no master of fighting."
Luo Cuishan lowered her eyebrows and thought for a moment, beckoned to the cripple, brought the cripple's ear closer, and said something in the cripple's ear.
The lame man widened his eyes at the end, "Really!? This... Isn't it ridiculous!? If it spreads out... Wouldn't it be..."
"As long as you say in the way I told you, Ning Guangyao will believe you. As long as you have this secret, he will not kill you at will in order to get the secret. On the contrary, he will protect you so as not to let you take care of it. Something told other families," Luo Cuishan said.
The lame looked at Luo Cuishan with complicated eyes, and couldn't help asking: "You... Why are you treating me so well? If you tell Premier Ning secretly, he might have a chance to let you go."
Luo Cuishan shook her head and smiled softly. She couldn't say softly, "No, since he took me back to Yanjing so secretly and didn't send me back to the Ning family, he was already determined to kill me. I The reason why I tell you is because, since I was a child, although I have lived a life of fine clothes and food, but only these days when I was living on the streets with you, I felt the warmth that I had never experienced. I have always been taking care of it. Others, but no one has ever sincerely taken care of me. I want to do something for you before I die. I know you are a smart boy. If you seize the opportunity, you will not just be a beggar..."
There was a trace of disappointment in the lame's eyes, "Do you... treat me as a child..."
Luo Cuishan was taken aback, and then thought of something, a blush flashed unconsciously on her face, turned her head unnaturally, and said quietly: "You are younger than my son, of course you are a child..."
The lame smiled bitterly, "Yes, I think too much."
Luo Cuishan's eyes flashed into unbearable, and she pursed her lips, "If... you can survive, you must live well, try to get back to school, learn more skills, and stop living the days of begging. If you have the opportunity, find a better doctor and see if your feet can be cured. I believe that now that medicine is so advanced, there will always be a way."
The crip nodded silently, but still looked depressed.
Luo Cuishan peeped at him for a while, bit her lower lip, and closed her eyes a little bit reluctantly.
Not long after, two men in white coats walked into the room, coldly put the two bottles of oral medicine on the table, and stood at the door, looking like they were waiting for them to drink them by themselves.
Luo Cuishan did not hesitate, picked up one of the bottles, pulled out the cork, and said to the two people at the door: "You go and tell Premier Ning, this young man knows a secret I told him, that secret, absolutely can Let him choose to let go of this young man, dead person, I will be enough."
After speaking, Luo Cuishan picked up the medicine bottle, pointed it at Tankou, and drank it...
Half a lifetime of glory, the morning is like a blue silk and a snow in the evening.
About ten minutes later, the door of the house opened again.
The crippled man walked out of the room with a cripple, and was handed over to a bodyguard by two men in white coats, while the two men in white coats were busy entering the house to clean up the rest of the situation.
The lame man glanced back, the woman in the room who was already on the ground and couldn't get up again, the corner of her mouth was filled with an elusive sneer...
"Dead beggar! What are you looking for!? Go!" The bodyguard slapped the lame head hard and shouted.
The lame man hurriedly bowed his head and said sorry, showing a pitiful expression, carefully followed the bodyguard to see Ning Guangyao.
The sun was still shining on the earth, and where the crip had walked, a slanting shadow fell...
At the same time, it is still on the other side of the ocean at night, Los Angeles, dark and dark.
A few dark clouds condensed in the sky at some point, and the wind began to become violent. Because it was early in the morning and there were not many vehicles, it looked extremely desolate and cold.
The figure of a man appeared in front of the mansion on Beverly Hills. It was Yang Chen who had returned here from Washington.
Raising his head, looking at the thick clouds rolling in the sky, Yang Chen swallowed and muttered to himself: "Mother, it's not like that, I didn't use my ability to go back and forth from Los Angeles and Washington. Huh... Don't tell me, this can be another thunder robbery..."
Although it is said that from the Taiqing Divine Thunder, the catastrophe survives, but Yang Chen is not really afraid of this "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Tribulation", the first stage is so terrifying, the following "Shangqing" and "Yuqing" Divine Thunder, God knows how abnormal
Yang Chen scratched his head. Although it was embarrassing to say that he was "phobia of thunder and lightning," it was better than being struck by lightning again.
Yang Chen doesn't believe that he is so lucky every time, "Wang Nian Xing Xing Jing" can save himself every time.
Besides, it's not because of lack of cultivation base that I'm good, so why rush to overcome the catastrophe
It seems that in the future, I will drive obediently and fly by plane. For the sake of so many women's life-long "sexual happiness", I have to save Lao Tzu's life.
At this moment, from the balcony on the second floor of the mansion, a familiar charm sounded, "Hey... I got news that you killed the Blue Storm and Gao Tianyuan people. I still don't believe it. Now it can be seen. You really pretended to be true enough that you lied to both me and Neptune. It seems that the cultivation base is not gone, but has reached a realm that we cannot understand."