Huangfu Zhaonan quickly walked up to the woman in the long skirt, bowed and called out: "Miss Xiruo."
The woman in the long skirt glanced at Huangfu Zhaonan with a complicated expression, nodded lightly, and then walked straight under the pavilion.
The woman in the white coat looked at Huangfu Zhaonan and said in a slightly sharp voice: "Why are you not dead yet?
I lost someone else’s child and caused someone else’s family such harm. If I were you, I would have died to apologize. Do you still have the face to appear in front of Xiwei?”
Hearing this, Huangfu Zhaonan was suddenly shaken all over.
He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes showed pain.
The woman in the long skirt raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly: "Morning Dew, please stop saying a few words."
Although the voice is gentle, it is full of undeniable flavor.
The woman in the white coat glared at Huangfu Zhaonan fiercely, then stepped on her high heels and followed the woman in white into the pavilion.
Chu Tianshu walked up to Huangfu Zhaonan and patted Huangfu Zhaonan on the shoulder: "People must learn to reconcile with themselves..."
Huangfu Zhaonan turned his head and glanced at Chu Tianshu, his anger disappeared, and he said: "The third young master's sister, Chu Xiruo."
Chu Tianshu bumped Huangfu Zhaonan with his elbow and asked: "Where is the arrogant one in the white coat?"
Huangfu Zhaonan shook his head: "I don't know."
Chu Tianshu curled his lips: "You're so awesome. You've been working for a long time and you're just a small character?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
None of them came near the pavilion, they just stood outside.
Chu Xiruo walked to Chu Xidao and called out: "Third brother."
Her eye circles instantly turned red.
Chu Xidao remained motionless, not even opening his eyes.
Chu Xiruo touched the little boy's head: "Niuniu, call me uncle."
The little boy said crisply: "Uncle, Niu Niu and mother are here to see you again."
Chu Xidao changed his direction and lay on his side, his eyelids trembling.
Chu Xiruo stepped forward and knelt down next to Chu Xidao, reached out and stroked Chu Xidao's hair that had become lumpy, and said softly: "Third brother, can I help you wash your hair and get a haircut?"
Chu Xidao said lightly: "No need."
Chu Xiruo said: "I came all the way back just to cut your hair with my own hands. Do you want me to go back to Nandu with regrets?"
Chu Xidao opened his eyes and sighed quietly: "Xiruo, why are you doing this?
Can't you just treat me as dead?"
"no."
Chu Xiruo, who had always been gentle and gentle, suddenly became excited, "You are the only brother who loves me the most. What will I do if you die?
Who will support me in the future?
I was bullied in Nandu, who will stand up for me?"
Chu Xidao stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Chu Xiruo's cheek, but noticed the thick dirt on his hand and quickly retracted his hand.
Chu Xiruo grabbed Chu Xidao's right hand, put Chu Xidao's right hand against her delicate face without any objection, and said sadly: "Third brother, nothing can happen to you."
Chu Xidao said solemnly: "Look at me now, I can only be your joke, how can I support you?"
"Who among the older generation doesn't know that when the third young master comes out with his iron fan, the gods are frightened and the ghosts cry."
Chu Xiruo said: "As long as Third Brother is alive, they will always have some scruples."
"You are a loving couple. With your husband here, who would dare to bully you, the First Lady of Nandu?"
A rare smile appeared on Chu Xidao's lips, "I know you are afraid that Third Brother will not think about it, but don't worry, I promised your Third Sister-in-law that I will not commit suicide."
Chu Xiruo said: "If the third sister-in-law sees you like this, won't she be angry?
Won’t you be sad?”
Chu Xidao smiled miserably: "She can't see it."
Chu Xiruo sighed: "Third brother, shall I wash your hair first?"
Chu Xidao shook his head and lay down on the ground again.
Chu Xiruo grabbed Chu Xi's knife and said, "Then just cut it."
Soon, his subordinates sent him a complete set of hairdressing equipment. Chu Xiruo asked Chu Xidao to sit down on the stone bench and cut Chu Xidao's hair himself.
She was skilled in her skills and it was obviously not the first time she had done something like this.
Seeing that such a gorgeous young woman was actually cutting the hair of a beggar here, many patients who were queuing up in front of the Acupuncture Pavilion to wait for treatment by Huangfu Gaoguang and others gathered around to watch the fun.
The little boy was bored and said weakly: "Mom, I want to go out and play."
Chu Xiruo warned: "Don't go far."
"Um."
The little boy nodded solemnly and rushed out of the pavilion happily.
A bodyguard in black quickly followed him.
"Don't move!"
The little boy took out a toy gun and aimed it at Chu Tianshu and Huangfu Zhaonan who were closest to the pavilion.
Huangfu Zhaonan raised his hand cooperatively.
The little boy pointed his gun at Chu Tianshu: "You, raise your hands."
Chu Xiruo's majestic voice came from the pavilion: "Niu Niu, what did I tell you?
Don't be rude."
The little boy quickly put the gun back.
Chu Xiruo said again: "Apologise."
The little boy bowed to Chu Tianshu and Huangfu Zhaonan, pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry."
A smile appeared on Huangfu Zhaonan's lips: "It doesn't matter."
The little boy looked at Chu Tianshu.
Chu Tianshu said a little funny: "It doesn't matter."
The little boy then ran away with the toy gun.
Not far away, the patients who had been treated by Huangfu Gaoguang and others were all grateful and grateful.
Huangfu Gaoguang said energetically: "Next, I will take these old guys and set up another clinic. If you need it, you can come to us at any time."
The patients in the field echoed.
"Of course, if we don't look for a doctor like Mr. Huangfu who has excellent medical skills and moral character, who will we look for?"
"Mr. Huangfu must inform you when the business will open. We will send the banner then..."
Hearing everyone's compliments, Huangfu Gaoguang smiled even more.
He glanced at Chu Tianshu from afar, his eyes full of disdain and provocation.
Just when everyone's attention was attracted by Chu Xiruo under the pavilion and Huangfu not far away, a sports car drove down the roadbed and rushed in the direction of Chu Tianshu like a crazy bull.
At this time, a little boy who was chasing a bouncing ball happened to rush past the car.
Seeing that the sports car was about to hit the little boy, the bodyguard responsible for guarding the little boy jumped over and hugged the little boy. The two of them were hit by the sports car.
Everyone in the venue screamed in surprise. Chu Xiruo, who was under the pavilion, trembled all over and dropped the scissors in his hand.
Chu Xidao's body swayed, and Sun Chenlu next to him didn't even see his movements clearly. He had already rushed outside the pavilion like a ghost, full of murderous intent.
Chu Tianshu and Huangfu Zhaonan also rushed towards the little boy who was knocked away.
The sports car let out a dull roar and continued to move forward, crashing straight into Chu Tianshu.
At the same time, a dark gun barrel protruded from the passenger window and was aimed at Chu Tianshu.