Du Qiaoyun finished, did not wait for Mrs. Zhao refused to take out a package of silver glittering needles from his arms, the root has finger length.
Du Qiaoyun also specially picked out the thickest one on Mrs. Zhao's head and compared it back and forth, as if looking for a better place to put the needle.
Mrs. Zhao looked at the cold shining needle, and her hair stood upright. If such a thick needle pierced into her brain, would people be disabled even if they didn't die?
Who knows if Du Qiaoyun is upset and kind-hearted? If she deliberately tilted an inch or two when she applied the needle, wouldn't she be extremely dangerous?
Mrs. Zhao quickly reached out and patted off the silver needle that Du Qiaoyun kept drawing on her head. She said in a cold voice, "don't bother Miss Du. As long as Miss Du opens a prescription for her, you don't have to worry about the next thing!"
Du Qiaoyun saw that Mrs. Zhao was scared into a cold sweat by a needle, and regardless of her manners, she reached out and patted off the silver needle. It was funny in her heart.
She intended to frighten Mrs. Zhao. What needle does she need to treat her illness?
Although she didn't know what Mrs. Zhao thought, when she was close to Mrs. Zhao, she could feel that Mrs. Zhao's breath suddenly became extremely cold, and the light spots that were darker than ink were flying towards her.
Why should Du Qiaoyun be polite to a person who is malicious to her?
Mrs. Du didn't know that Du Qiaoyun was deliberately bluffing her. She thought that she really wanted to apply the needle on her head, and she didn't want to let her stay here, so as not to meet Marshal Zhao's return.
Mrs. Zhao, who is determined to drive people away, doesn't pay attention to Du Qiaoyun's desire at all.
"Mother Qin, send Miss Du for Mrs. Ben."
When mother Qin heard that Mrs. Zhao sent Du Qiaoyun away so easily, she didn't even embarrass her. What's more, she didn't pretend to be ill as she had originally ordered, so that she didn't have time to attend the snow feast. She couldn't help looking at Mrs. Zhao in surprise.
"Madam, let Miss Du have a look again..."
Mrs. Zhao saw that mammy Qin didn't do what she said. Instead, she was still nagging here. She frowned impatiently.
The old man is getting older and more unpleasant!
"No! I know my body well, so I won't bother Miss Du!
Miss Du, you'd better leave quickly. The snow Appreciation Banquet in the backyard must have started. No matter why you're late, it's impolite to be late
Mammy Qin knew more about Mrs. Zhao. Seeing her performance, she knew that she was dissatisfied with her. She didn't dare to talk any more. She quickly dragged Du Qiaoyun away.
Du Qiaoyun naturally wants to go. She is still in a hurry to attend the snow feast. How long has she carefully prepared for this day?
But even if she wants to leave, she can't be dragged away like this.
"Mother Qin, please let go! Let go! You hurt me
Du Qiaoyun's voice is getting louder and louder, but mother Qin is deaf and turns a deaf ear to Du Qiaoyun's cry.
She even ignore Du Qiaoyun for a while, still hard to drag people forward.
Du Qiaoyun doesn't know martial arts. He has no strength in his hand. He can't make money at all. Mother Qin's hand is like a pair of tongs. She pulls him to walk unsteadily.
He almost wrestled several times, and his carefully combed bun and finished makeup were all messed up. Du Qiaoyun was so angry that he was about to curse mother Qin and let her suffer a little, when he heard someone scold her very displeasantly:
"what are you doing? Let go of them