Chapter 632

Xunqingyao's foster father ignored Qiao Yanran at his feet. He thought for a while and said, "in this way, we will live here tonight.

By the way, see how the sheep are

Of course, they can't leave. So many sheep are here. What if someone takes this opportunity to steal their sheep?

"Well."

Looking for Qingyao's foster mother, she came to the yard and opened the sheep pen to have a look.

She was still a little helpless and tangled in her heart.

If you want to save people, you have to pay at least 20000 yuan, and I'm afraid it will be far more than that in the future. Once it starts, it's easy to ride a tiger.

If you don't save people

According to what the doctor said just now, Qingyao's condition is very dangerous. Even if he is lucky enough to heal himself, he is also prone to deformity.

If it's abnormal, can it still work?

Do you want them to support him for life?

Ah.

It's better to die clean.

"Little girl, what else can I do for you? If it's OK, just leave

The adoptive father took a look at Qiao Yanran at her feet.

He had a little impression of the little girl in front of him. She just picked Qingyao out.

But he didn't seem to have seen her in the village?

Adoptive father did not continue to think about this problem, he waved to Qiao Yanran and went to close the door.

Qiao Yanran said nothing and turned to leave.

She felt a little sad in her heart.

It's said that Xun Qinglan is very serious, but she has no money to save him

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the next day.

Xun Qinglan's foster father got up early in the morning.

Because the sleeping place caught fire and there was no place to sleep at night, they made do with it in the kitchen.

Xun Qinglan carries a big basket and carries it.

Yesterday, he discussed with his mother-in-law for a long time, and finally decided to send Qinglan to the edge of the city. If his life should not be destroyed, naturally there will be a kind-hearted person to help.

If it's done, there's no way.

On the other side.

A night did not sleep Qiao Yanran, also got up.

She can't sleep.

Qiao Yanran put on her shoes and socks and went all the way to the village. She planned to see what was going on now.

As soon as she came to the village, she saw Xun Qingyao's father, carrying a basket on his shoulder, getting on a motorcycle.

Qiao Yanran's eyes were sharp, and he saw xunquiyao in the basket.

She followed quickly.

Motorcycle driving very fast, Qiao Yanran in the back to catch up with sweating, but always separated by a long distance.

Finally, the motorcycle slowed down.

Looking for Qingyao's adoptive father, he turned over, got off the motorcycle and put the man on the side of the road.

"Qingyao, don't blame me. Medical expenses are too expensive. I don't have the strength to help you You've got to be lucky. "

He said that, then rode the motorcycle to leave.

In a coma, xunquiyao's eyelashes trembled, and the whole person was in the ice cellar.

He can feel it.

The body is too painful, he is painful to wake up, and then faint, faint, and then wake up by pain, so repeatedly tortured.

The adoptive father gave him up.

Sure enough.

This result is still in his expectation. On weekdays, he is obedient, just in order not to be abandoned, but this day comes after all.

If If my younger brother is ill, my adoptive parents will do their best, right?

But as an adopted son, what's his qualification to compare with his own?

It's still early now. There are not many Taoists in this street. Occasionally, a few people pass by. They just take a look and leave.