Chapter 349: Regret Late (Fifth Update)
Qin Xuanxuan couldn't help but sigh when she saw that her family was gone.
She also wants to leave, but Qian Xiaoyu is her good sister, if it is really as Yang Tian said, this good sister only has three hours
What should I do?
So, Qin Xuanxuan looked at the two of them stubbornly and said, "You better listen to my grandfather's advice, I have Yang Xian here."
Sheng's phone, you call him, find him to intercede, he should agree to come back to treat Xiaoyu, Yang Xian
The living are very good, and he will not die without salvation. ”
At this time, the middle-aged woman sneered and said: "That kind of charlatan, hmph, even if my daughter is dead, it will be."
He was not allowed to be cured. ”
Qin Xuanxuan opened her mouth, and finally sighed helplessly.
When the other party talks about this, she has the heart and is powerless!
So he sighed and withdrew from the room.
The middle-aged woman snorted and said, "I want to give our money to that charlatan, I want to be beautiful!
Nor will I get it. ”
Qian Gao said helplessly: "You don't have to say a word, the first task now is to treat our daughter." ”
The middle-aged woman nodded, and while putting Qian Xiaoyu on Qian Gao's back, she asked, "Husband, you said heaven."
Can those doctors of the God Group cure our daughter's illness?"
Qian Gao sighed and shook his head: "I don't know, but now I can only rely on them." ”
The middle-aged woman nodded, and then carried her daughter Qian Xiaoyu on her back and wanted to go out.
At this time, Qian Xiaoyu's eyebrows were furrowed, and a look of pain appeared on her little face.
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Husband, look, is our daughter about to wake up, look at it." ”
Qian Gao hurriedly looked, at this time, Qian Xiaoyu's eyebrows wrinkled even deeper, and the pain on his face became more obvious.
Moaning in low pain.
She clutched her stomach with her little hands and struggled in pain.
Before the two of them walked out of the door of the Qin family, Qian Xiaoyu was already screaming.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her breath became even more sluggish.
The middle-aged woman panicked all of a sudden, and said in horror: "Oh my God, come on, my daughter is dying, woo woo." ”
Although everyone in the Qin family said that they didn't care, they all came out one after another after hearing the cry for help.
After seeing the scene in front of him, he exclaimed, "What's going on?"
The middle-aged woman was crying and crying!
Old Qin was short-tempered and said angrily, "Crying fart, what's going on here?
Qian Gao's face was in a cold sweat, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he said, "We originally wanted to take Xiaoyu to the Heavenly God Collection in the capital
Tuan gave her a doctor, but she didn't expect Xiaoyu to suddenly fall ill. ”
Looking at Qian Xiaoyu's painful and struggling appearance, Qin Lao said angrily: "Mr. Yang just said that you won't be allowed to move around
Jade, you just don't listen!"
Qin Yi also said with an ugly face: "Mr. Yang also said that Xiaoyu has something in her body, and that thing in her stomach will be after moving her."
will wake up, and Xiaoyu will definitely die at that time. ”
When he said this, the middle-aged woman suddenly sat down on the ground and howled, "Oh my God, what can I do about this?
Jade is still dead, and I can't live. ”
Qian Gao frowned and said, "My daughter Bingqing Yujie, it is impossible to conceive someone else's child, that kid must be lying to us." ”
Qin Yi snorted coldly: "Mr. Yang didn't say that thing is a child, maybe it's something else!"
Qian Gao was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale, and then he realized that he had misunderstood Yang Tian.
The words Yang Tian said seemed to be slowly responding.
Thinking that after waiting for three hours, his daughter might really die, Qian Gao couldn't help but be afraid: "Where is Mr. Yang."
Quick, invite him over. ”
His mind was full of Yang Tian's words, and he was the one who caused his daughter's death.
Thinking of this, Qian Gao almost fainted.
The middle-aged woman also seemed to grasp the last straw, looked at her daughter's painful appearance, and cried bitterly: "You are still stunned."
What are you doing? We're relatives? You can't just ignore it, call Mr. Yang quickly, let's
He came over and told him that as long as he cured my daughter's illness, I would give him 1 million, which was enough for him to spend his whole life!"
Qin Lao finally couldn't help it, and said with anger on his face: "Now that you remember that we are relatives?
Do you think that a million can enter the eyes of Mr. Yang?
I don't care about this matter, you can do it yourself. ”
Qin Yi also snorted coldly: "A phone call can not please move Mr. Yang, do you know that I am a major general of a military region."
Pick him up in person and let him be his driver, he just came, and what do you think Mr. Yang does?
Leave it to you, the house slaves you drive?"
Seeing that the middle-aged woman was dumbfounded, Qin Yi then became angry: "Also, what is your 1 million?
Mr. Chu Yang cured my mother's illness, and the company that our Qin family gave him worth seven or eight billion yuan was rejected by him
For him to scarce you a million, where did your Qian family get the sense of superiority?"
At this time, Qian Gao was also dumbfounded.
Qin Xuanxuan looked at the second uncle who had left, sighed, and was about to leave, and the middle-aged woman hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Xuanxuan, you."
Hurry up and call Mr. Yang, and say that we are wrong, we are not stopping him from treating my daughter, as long as he is
To cure my daughter, we agreed to ask for as much as it wanted. ”
Qin Xuanxuan wanted to refuse, but seeing the painful appearance of her good sister, she couldn't help but sigh and said, "Okay,
I tried to talk to Mr. Yang on the phone. ”
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