1115. Chapter 1115 Bewitching Langjun, a Bit Ruthless (2)

Su Qiao: "..." Beating and scolding a five-year-old child? Is she really that bad?

Also kittens and puppies, how unwelcome is this?

What do you mean, she is still a stepmother?

And her stepmother seems to have a very high status in this family.

strangeness.

Qi Jing's face became colder as he listened, "Father..."

"shut up!"

The old man was so angry that he wanted to get up and beat him, and his bloodless face turned a little red.

"Marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog. You will listen to your wife and master's words carefully in the future, or even if your father and I die, I will crawl out of the soil and give you a good beating."

Seeing that he was getting more and more excited, Su Qiao finally opened her mouth and was almost out of breath. She hurried to the bed and persuaded a little embarrassingly:

"Cough, you are a little sick, so don't talk."

"Big Joe...?" The old man looked at her with some doubts in his eyes.

Su Qiao touched her nose, "Well, I don't make it difficult for them."

The old man didn't know whether what she said was true or not, but it was the first time she spoke so calmly in more than two years, so he guessed he believed it.

Anyway, believe it or not, he closed his eyes and kicked his legs, and he didn't care.

Ugh.

"Da Qiao...cough... Da Qiao is indeed a kindhearted man, I...cough...my old man is right."

The old man's cough became worse and he was reluctant to stop talking, for fear that if he didn't talk, he would have no chance.

Su Qiao looked worried.

"Well, your disease is not incurable. I'll give you two injections and a few more medicines, and you'll be fine soon."

"medicine?"

Qi Jinghe leaned against the door frame and sneered, "Oh, does our family still have money to buy that thing?"

"Well, I can go to the mountains to pick the medicine myself."

For some reason, Su Qiao didn't have the confidence to meet his long and narrow peach eyes.

Don't look at him at all, pretend to take it out of his arms, but in fact take out a small flat black gold tin box from the space.

Opened it directly, took a gold needle from it,

"Father, don't get excited first, I'll give you the needle now, don't move when the needle is inserted."

Su Qiao's actions and the box with black metallic luster made them stunned for a moment.

Qi Jinghe quickly reacted, strode forward, and pushed Su Qiao away: "What do you want to do?"

"Su, if you dare to mess around, I'll fight you..."

The old man hurriedly grabbed his arm, but his cough got worse:

"Cough cough... Jinghe... cough cough... What did Dad tell you just now? Are you disobedient again?"

He was going to die anyway, and it would be worth it if he could use this life in exchange for a trace of guilt from her and make her treat Jing and father and son better in the future.

Qi Jinghe was anxious and angry, and he had the heart to kill Su Qiao.

"Dad, what does she know about acupuncture?"

"She doesn't know anything except eating and doing lazy things all day long, and she doesn't know anything except stealing chickens and dogs with her friends. How can you let her mess around?"

"Father, you should think about Xiaoyue and me anyway. If you really are gone, what hope do I have with Xiaoyue?"

Qi Jinghe's icy eyes were now wet, and his eyes were flushed, pleadingly looking at the old man who was begging for death.

"Father, I beg you, you can't risk your life for such a scourge of her."

"No matter how much you do, no matter how nice you are to her, someone like her with no conscience will never read your good wishes."

"Jing...cough...cough...cough..."

The more the old man listened, the more anxious he became. In the end, he clutched his chest as if he was about to cough out his internal organs.