Chapter 770

Wang Er Lang seemed to have been caught by someone's hair for a moment, and then he jumped up. He also scared his younger sister, who was holding the white cat and shaking her small body. Her mouth was very flat and pitiful.

"Xu Jinxiu, you are against me. You dare to talk to me like this, and you want to dominate the things of my Wang family."

Wang Erlang held out his finger and pointed to Xu Jinxiu's nose, "I warn you, you should give me that prescription quickly, otherwise I will certainly not let you go."

"The prescription is not mine, nor is it from the Wang family."

Xu Jinxiu is still that sentence.

If it's not her, it's not him, and it's not from the Wang family. No matter how Wang Erlang scolds and does, even if she is killed, she will not give those prescriptions to others.

"You want to die!"

Wang Erlang directly kicked in the past, but also in Xu Jinxiu's stomach.

"Niang..."

My sister jumped off the electricity and ran towards Xu Jinxiu.

Wang Er Lang's anger is now red eyed. He doesn't care who is running to him. Even his own daughter, in his eyes, is just a loss.

He suddenly extended his hand to his sister, but also carried her to the air, and even more frightened Xu Jinxiu.

"If you don't tell me about the prescription, if you don't say it again, I'll lose money."

Xu Jinxiu shook his hands and was really scared.

Sister, sister, her daughter.

Wang Er Lang twisted his face and shook his sister in the air. She was scared and cried.

It has to be said that the most shameless part of Wang Erlang is to use it on his wife and children. In order to get what he can get, he can not only deny himself, but also be inferior to a pig or a dog.

At this time, suddenly, a white shadow flew over. Wang Erlang felt a sharp pain on his face, and his hand was also released. Xu Jinxiu held his daughter tightly and ran towards the corner of the wall.

"Meow..."

As soon as she lifted her hand, she saw the white cat standing on the table. At this time, the hair on the white cat was standing up. Even a pair of cat eyes were blue and blue, and the face was ice blue.

Wang Erlang was touching his face. He took down his hand, but found that his hands were covered with blood.

"You beast, you dare to hurt me. Wang Er Lang touched his own body for a long time, which was the wood knife he felt on his body.

This wood knife is not used for self-defense, but for cutting his own fingers. At present, his life is still good, and he has not lost to cutting his fingers.

"Meow..."

The white cat stretched out its sharp claws and rushed to Wang Erlang.

With a hissing sound, Wang Erlang was scratched with blood on the back of his hand by the cat. As soon as he ate the pain, his whole face was distorted.

"You little beast, I must kill you today?"

Wang Erlang is used to sneaking around. He may not be able to deal with people, but there are some ways to deal with these cats and dogs.

I heard a shrill cry of a cat.

The white cat's back was also dyed red with blood.

Bai Mei's body hurt a lot, and she also ran to the outside.

"If I don't kill you today, I won't call you wang Erlang!" Wang Erlang suffered two injuries on his body, which was not for nothing. However, he let the cat get a knife. How could he?

He took the wood knife to go out, to the cat revenge, but this out, but found that the cat did not know where to go?

"Bad luck!" He spit on the ground. Just as he was about to go back, he remembered that his appointment with manager Liu was about to come. It was all about the stupid cat.

Wang Er Lang scolded him again in his heart, wasting his time and making him nearly miss the business.

He's just taking money now, no matter what else. In a hurry, he went to find the shopkeeper Liu. All he thought about was silver, and the rest had been left behind.

"Mother, is cat OK?"

The younger sister raised her head and asked Jin Niang.

"Don't worry, the cat is OK."

Jin Niang comforted her daughter, "cat has nine lives, it will be OK."

Although she said so, she could not help feeling a little uncomfortable. Wang Er Lang didn't know that the knife had hurt the cat. Maybe it was the cat who was also very unlucky.

And she, I'm sorry for the cat. None of the people she's related to is good, even a cat now.

Brand Heng care suddenly put down the book in his hand, he narrowed his black eyes, because he smelled an unusual smell of blood.

"Meow..."

Miaomiao ran in from the outside, his body was also rickety, and the white hair on his back was stained with a lot of blood.

In the past, he picked up Miaomiao and saw that Miaomiao's back was deeply scratched, and the blood flowed from the wound."Somebody He gave a deep cry outside.

"Send for the doctor."

Soon after, an old doctor came here in a hurry, and it was his first time to enter such an expensive house. It was rumored that he lived in the place where the noble people in Beijing lived, as if they were the Royal relatives. If the emperor's relative is really ill, how can he treat such a little medical skill? If it can't be cured, it will be a big event to lose his head.

So as soon as he arrived at the mansion, his cold sweat did not break.

"Are you hot?"

Changqing asked the old doctor, "such a cool spring wind, you to the heat out of a sweat?"

"Old doctor wryly," childe joked, little old man, which is hot, the little old man is obviously afraid of. "

"Don't worry," Changqing comforted him. "My son is not a tiger. He won't eat people."

Although Changqing said so, he was still afraid of the old doctor. How could he be afraid? If he was really not afraid, he would become a God.

Ordinary people, met with such a big man, certainly are also respect and fear.

And when the old doctor went in, he saw a young man with noble spirit all over his body. His face was as clear as the cold moon, and his bearing was quiet and extraordinary. Even he did not dare to look directly at him.

"Go."

Changqing urged the old doctor.

If Mo Fei had not gone back to his school, he would not have been sent to catch a doctor. I don't know what doctor he had. But no matter what doctor he was, the wound should be cured.

The old doctor rushed forward and wanted to take out the pillow from his medicine box. As a result, a white ball was put in front of him.

"This is..."

He's a little stupid.

"Cure it."

He stroked Miaomiao's head lightly, and Miaomiao cried wrongly, but he didn't dare to move. His small body was also shivering from time to time, which may be very painful. He always wanted the master to touch his small head, otherwise, it would meow continuously.

The old doctor was stunned for a moment and really wanted to cry.

He's not a vet.

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