Fortunately, the young woman didn't mind, or she didn't hear, or she pretended not to hear.
"Since you are Teacher Xue's students, come in and meet her." The woman lowered her head, turned around and walked towards the door of her house.
The man in black was very obedient and quickly moved out of the way, allowing Sun Dong, Zhao Wangyun and others to walk in.
"Boss, this woman is very beautiful, I like her." Zhao Wangyun walked to Sun Dong's side and whispered.
Sun Dong glared at him fiercely and said, "Do you still have points? When is this? Can you pretend to be a little thoughtful?"
"Boss, what I said is true, I really like it." Zhao Wangyun, a kid who didn't know whether to live or die, actually said another sentence.
Sun Dong was so angry that he wished he could kick him away, but considering that he was so virtuous, he couldn't move forward when he saw a beautiful woman, so he had no choice but to stop talking.
After entering the yard, under the light, when Sun Dong looked at this woman again, he couldn't help but feel a little more admiration in his heart. This woman's face was as deep as water, and her face was very delicate. She was as delicate as the person in the painting, plus she was dressed in a
The black suit and the white cloth wrapped around the head give people a solemn and solemn feeling. This kind of desolate beauty is shocking and painful.
"Madam, what do you call me?" Sun Dong stepped forward and said respectfully. ??
He knew best that no matter whether her husband could be saved or not, this woman had a huge say. If her husband could not be saved, if she wanted to save Teacher Xue, she would have to start with this woman.
"My surname is Zhuang, and my name is Zhuang Chuchu."
"Mrs. Zhuang, something like this happened, why didn't you call the police? If you call the police, maybe it can be handled better." Sun Dong was a little confused. Such a big medical accident happened, why didn't he call the police?
"Why should we call the police? Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Your teacher died after my husband was treated, so one life is worth another. This is how our family does things. We never deal with the public."
These few words were said very coldly, which made Sun Dong feel a little chilly in his heart.
"Mrs. Zhuang, if I save your husband, will my teacher be fine?" Sun Dong is relatively confident. He believes that he has the ability to save her husband.
"The dead cannot be resurrected. My husband has been dead for three or four hours. How can you revive him? But having said that, if you can revive my husband, your teacher will walk out of this door safe and sound.
And the consultation fee I should pay is not a penny."
"Okay, it's settled. Let me see my teacher first, and then I'll see your husband." Sun Dong knew what he was doing.
Under the leadership of this woman, they walked into a room. The room was empty except for a large iron cage. Xue Xiaorou was tied up and put in the iron cage with a towel stuffed in her mouth.
When Sun Dong saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel sour. He turned to look at Zhuang Chuchu and said, "Let my teacher go."
"Young man, don't be too excited. Your teacher killed my husband with one injection, and she deserved it." Zhuang Chuchu said coldly.
Sun Dong frowned, as if he thought what this woman said made sense.
Then he quickly walked to the big iron cage, stretched out his hand and pinched Xue Xiaorou's mouth. The towel was torn out.
"Sun Dong, you, why are you here?" Seeing Sun Dong, Xue Xiaorou's tears suddenly flowed down.
“Mr.
Xue Xiaorou sighed softly and said, "Sun Dong, there must be something fishy about this matter. The needle I put into his Longquan point couldn't kill him no matter what, but he died. This matter...
…”
"Don't worry, since I'm here, I will definitely give you a clean slate. No matter what's wrong, I'll make it clear. I'm just embarrassing you temporarily." Sun Dong looked at the man who had been rubbing his ears.
Xue Xiaorou was tied up behind her back and locked in an iron cage. She felt indescribable sorrow and sadness in her heart.
"Sun Dong, you'd better not get involved in this matter. I don't think this matter is that simple. You'd better call the police for me." Xue Xiaorou said in a low voice.
"It's impossible to call the police now. Their home is heavily guarded, and they said they would not call the police on business matters but private matters. I can feel that their family has a very strong relationship. Even if they call the police, they may not be able to do anything."
Good results, just wait and I will give you justice."
Xue Xiaorou nodded and said nothing more.
Sun Dong turned around and came to Zhuang Chuchu and said, "Let's go and see your husband. Believe me, I have the ability to save him."
Zhuang Chuchu snorted, with a cold smile on his face, and said disapprovingly, "You are not a god, how could you possibly save my husband? People cannot be resurrected after death, it is simply impossible."
Although the woman said this, she still brought Sun Dong and others to a room, where a mourning hall had been arranged. A large black coffin was placed in the room. In the coffin lay a man in his fifties with a fat head.
man with ears.
Looking at the fat man in the coffin, and then at the delicate and beautiful Zhuang Chuchu, Sun Dong shook his head subconsciously.
"My husband is dead. You have no ability to revive him. You should discuss it and collect the body of your teacher in a few days." Zhang Chuchu said expressionlessly with her head raised and her hands clasped in front of her chest.
Sun Dong stretched out his hand, gently pressed it on Zhao Qinggong's forehead, and then slowly closed his eyes.
When he did this action, almost everyone looked at him with wide eyes, especially Zhao Wangyun and others. They knew Sun Dong's ability, but they didn't know how he saved people.
Ten seconds later, Sun Dong took his hand back and then said to Zhuang Chuchu, "Mrs. Zhuang, can I talk to you alone?"
Zhuang Chuchu frowned and said, "Do you think it's necessary? My husband is already dead. Didn't you say you could save him? If you can't save him, then your teacher's life will be worth one life."
Sun Dong leaned in front of Zhuang Chuchu, put his mouth to her ear, and whispered, "Mrs. Zhuang, don't you know the cause of your husband's death?"
Zhuang Chuchu's face suddenly changed. He glanced at Sun Dong alertly and said, "What do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do?"
Sun Dong continued, "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. Are you really not aware of your husband's death?" Fortunately, the young woman didn't mind, or she didn't hear it, or she pretended not to hear it.
"Since you are Teacher Xue's students, come in and meet her." The woman lowered her head, turned around and walked towards the door of her house.
The man in black was very obedient and quickly moved out of the way, allowing Sun Dong, Zhao Wangyun and others to walk in.
"Boss, this woman is very beautiful, I like her." Zhao Wangyun walked to Sun Dong's side and whispered.
Sun Dong glared at him fiercely and said, "Do you still have points? When is this? Can you pretend to be a little thoughtful?"
"Boss, what I said is true, I really like it." Zhao Wangyun, a kid who didn't know whether to live or die, actually said another sentence.
Sun Dong was so angry that he wished he could kick him away, but considering that he was so virtuous, he couldn't move forward when he saw a beautiful woman, so he had no choice but to stop talking.
After entering the yard, under the light, when Sun Dong looked at this woman again, he couldn't help but feel a little more admiration in his heart. This woman's face was as deep as water, and her face was very delicate. She was as delicate as the person in the painting, plus she was dressed in a
The black suit and the white cloth wrapped around the head give people a solemn and solemn feeling. This kind of desolate beauty is shocking and painful.
"Madam, what do you call me?" Sun Dong stepped forward and said respectfully.
He knew most clearly that whether her husband could be saved or not, this woman had a huge say. If her husband could not be saved, if she wanted to save Teacher Xue, she would have to start with this woman. ??
"My surname is Zhuang, and my name is Zhuang Chuchu."
"Mrs. Zhuang, something like this happened, why didn't you call the police? If you call the police, maybe it can be handled better." Sun Dong was a little confused. Such a big medical accident happened, why didn't he call the police?
"Why should we call the police? Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Your teacher died after my husband was treated, so one life is worth another. This is how our family does things. We never deal with the public."
These few words were said very coldly, which made Sun Dong feel a little chilly in his heart.
"Mrs. Zhuang, if I save your husband, will my teacher be fine?" Sun Dong is relatively confident. He believes that he has the ability to save her husband.
"The dead cannot be resurrected. My husband has been dead for three or four hours. How can you revive him? But having said that, if you can revive my husband, your teacher will walk out of this door safe and sound.
And the consultation fee I should pay is not a penny."
"Okay, it's settled. Let me see my teacher first, and then I'll see your husband." Sun Dong knew what he was doing.
Under the leadership of this woman, they walked into a room. The room was empty except for a large iron cage. Xue Xiaorou was tied up and put in the iron cage with a towel stuffed in her mouth.
When Sun Dong saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel sour. He turned to look at Zhuang Chuchu and said, "Let my teacher go."
"Young man, don't be too excited. Your teacher killed my husband with one injection, and she deserved it." Zhuang Chuchu said coldly.
Sun Dong frowned, as if he thought what this woman said made sense.
Then he quickly walked to the big iron cage, stretched out his hand and pinched Xue Xiaorou's mouth. The towel was torn out.
"Sun Dong, you, why are you here?" Seeing Sun Dong, Xue Xiaorou's tears suddenly flowed down.
“Mr.
Xue Xiaorou sighed softly and said, "Sun Dong, there must be something fishy about this matter. The needle I put into his Longquan point couldn't kill him no matter what, but he died. This matter...
…”
"Don't worry, since I'm here, I will definitely give you a clean slate. No matter what's wrong, I'll make it clear. I'm just embarrassing you temporarily." Sun Dong looked at the man who had been rubbing his ears.
Xue Xiaorou was tied up behind her back and locked in an iron cage. She felt indescribable sorrow and sadness in her heart.
"Sun Dong, you'd better not get involved in this matter. I don't think this matter is that simple. You'd better call the police for me." Xue Xiaorou said in a low voice.
"It's impossible to call the police now. Their home is heavily guarded, and they said they would not call the police on business matters but private matters. I can feel that their family has a very strong relationship. Even if they call the police, they may not be able to do anything."
Good results, just wait and I will give you justice."
Xue Xiaorou nodded and said nothing more.
Sun Dong turned around and came to Zhuang Chuchu and said, "Let's go and see your husband. Believe me, I have the ability to save him."
Zhuang Chuchu snorted, with a cold smile on his face, and said disapprovingly, "You are not a god, how could you possibly save my husband? People cannot be resurrected after death, it is simply impossible."
Although the woman said this, she still brought Sun Dong and others to a room, where a mourning hall had been arranged. A large black coffin was placed in the room. In the coffin lay a man in his fifties with a fat head.
man with ears.
Looking at the fat man in the coffin, and then at the delicate and beautiful Zhuang Chuchu, Sun Dong shook his head subconsciously.
"My husband is dead. You have no ability to revive him. You should discuss it and collect the body of your teacher in a few days." Zhang Chuchu said expressionlessly with her head raised and her hands clasped in front of her chest.
Sun Dong stretched out his hand, gently pressed it on Zhao Qinggong's forehead, and then slowly closed his eyes.
When he did this action, almost everyone looked at him with wide eyes, especially Zhao Wangyun and others. They knew Sun Dong's ability, but they didn't know how he saved people.
Ten seconds later, Sun Dong took his hand back and then said to Zhuang Chuchu, "Mrs. Zhuang, can I talk to you alone?"
Zhuang Chuchu frowned and said, "Do you think it's necessary? My husband is already dead. Didn't you say you could save him? If you can't save him, then your teacher's life will be worth one life."
Sun Dong leaned in front of Zhuang Chuchu, put his mouth to her ear, and whispered, "Mrs. Zhuang, don't you know the cause of your husband's death?"
Zhuang Chuchu's face suddenly changed. He glanced at Sun Dong alertly and said, "What do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do?"
Sun Dong continued, "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. Are you really not aware of your husband's death?"