Chapter 243

She has always adhered to the principle that the heart of harming and defending people should not be absent.

But they didn't prevent Xia Xiaoqiu.

She also adheres to the principle that if people do not attack me, I will not commit crimes. If people attack me, I will.

"Don't I beg you I don't want injections, no injections... " Xia Xiaoqiu should be scared, from the initial panic roar to now can not live to beg for mercy, the whole body is also eager to avoid the color of the needle.

However, it is impossible for her to avoid it.

She can't move.

There was no freedom in her whole body, except that one mouth was free.

The kidney makes a fistula, and the urine goes through that fistula, and it's connected to the water pipe in the bathroom.

There is also a fistula in the colon, through which the excreta is discharged.

The needle on Yu SE's hand falls down slowly, and then slowly and slowly.

She never wanted to kill a man so much.

She doesn't like Zhou zewei. She has never competed with Xia Xiaoqiu for Zhou zewei. Xia Xiaoqiu has no reason to stab her with a knife.

Xia Xiaoqiu herself can not catch up with Zhou zewei, all blame her head, Xia Xiaoqiu today, is entirely her own blame.

"Xia Xiaoqiu, even if you don't have mental illness, if you want to go out, it's just a bag of urine and a bag of excrement hanging on your body. You can't go to college like a normal person." With a smile, she turned her head to see Mo Jingyao curiously, "Jingyao, can she get a lot of money for the two operations of fistulation? Who did it? "

If it was mo Jingyao, she would not like to.

Why give Xia Xiaoqiu money.

Such money can't be paid.

"Herself." Mo Jingyao smiles.

"I Did I pay for the operation myself? Impossible, impossible. " Xia Xiaoqiu looks at Mo Jingyao in horror. It's impossible. She has two holes in her good kidney and colon. She is completely forced.

"You don't have one kidney. Well, I made two fistulas for you with the money from kidney sales. A good kidney becomes a fistula, and a good intestine becomes a fistula. Xia Xiaoqiu, I really feel sorry for you."

"My kidney Sold my kidney A fistula? " Xia Xiaolai has forgotten the needle of Yu seza.

Although the needle hurt, it hurt, but she can no longer be like a normal person's urine.

She abandoned it.

She's all gone.

However, the operation cost of these two fistulas actually sold her kidney.

At the thought of this, her eyes suddenly protruded, and the whole person was frantically struggling, "metaphor, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."

But no matter how she struggled, she was just a trapped animal, unable to earn the thick chains.

Figurative color steady will be in the needle tube of all the liquid into Xia Xiaoqiu's body.

Then he stepped back and said, "Jingyao, let's go."

Never see this woman again.

This woman, almost destroyed her life, let her almost never see the prosperity and beauty of the world.

"No, metaphor, you don't go, you let me go, you let me go, I want to leave here..."

Seeing that Yu se really left, Xia Xiaoqiu, who was struggling, began to cry for color in despair.

"When you stabbed me with that knife, you should know the consequences of your own now. Xia Xiaoqiu, you should be satisfied after having enjoyed yourself for so long before you came here."

She now understands what Mo Jingyao has done, that is, to let Xia Xiaoqiu continue to be at large after stabbing her, and to make Xia Xiaoqiu think that she can be superior to others even if she stabs people. She even prepares to go to the best university full of hope.

Then, directly let Xia Xiaoqiu fall from the cloud to the mud.

That kind of gap, or, only those who have experienced it can deeply experience it.

Xia Xiaoqiu is definitely experiencing it now.

Because, she is now only left with deep despair.

Seeing that Yu Se and Mo Jingyao have opened the door, she is even more flustered, hysterically roaring, "she won't save me, my parents will save me, certainly will."

Mo Jingyao suddenly stopped, turned his back to the woman behind him and said coldly, "I forgot to tell you one thing. To send you here is your mother's signature, and she agreed."

"No way, no way. My mom can't sign. She loves me so much."

"Xia Xiaoqiu, your brother is now the president of Xiashi group. This is what your mother wants, and you are just a dispensable abandoned son."

"Ah Ah, ah... "

The sound of frantic shouting.

But gradually away, soon disappeared in the metaphor of the ear drum.

She didn't say a word until she got on the bus.

From small to large, she has never been so cruel.

But even if it was cruel, she did not regret it.I don't regret Xia Xiaoqiu's fate.

Bugatti slowly drove out of the mental hospital.

She nestled quietly in her seat until the car drove into the city without saying a word.

"Xiaose, if you are soft hearted, she can still come out." For a long time, Mo Jingyao suddenly said.

Yu se leaned back on Mo Jingyao's body and said, "I won't be soft hearted." At this moment, she finally understood that Mo Jingyao's cold and silent temperament must have experienced her experience again and again like Xia Xiaoqiu.

It is because of the experience, it will be cold and silent.

Mo Jing Yao touched her head, "if you want to cry, you can cry. I don't laugh at you."

Yu se sniffed, and then said seriously, "well, I really want to cry, but I tried, I can't cry, so I won't cry. Mo Jingyao, can I give you a smile worse than crying?"

"Well, come on."

Then, Yu se grinned at Mo Jingyao.

It is definitely a smile that looks worse than crying, but it tells her that all the growth has to pay is suffering.

Bugatti slowly stopped by the side of the road.

Mo Jingyao gently hugs Yu Se and leans on him.

His resolute chin rubbed against her hair and closed his eyes slightly. He whispered, "you didn't do anything wrong."

Everything is his arrangement.

But Xiao is so, he also felt the discomfort in the girl's heart.

Always too kind.

The kind makes his heart ache.

"Mo Jingyao, did her mother really give up her?" This is the only question that metaphor wants to ask at the moment.

If it's the same as Xia Xiaoqiu.

She was also a child abandoned by her parents.

"It's true."

The tears of metaphor color suddenly flowed out, "forget it, or let her go, Mo Jingyao, if she can get better, let her live."

At the end of the day, she couldn't do it the hardest.

"Good." Mo Jingyao patted the figurative color on the back and felt a little pain in his heart.

She must have no idea how many such things he had done.

If she knew, would she be afraid of him.