Wang Qilong smiled again and said to Wang Qishuang, who was sitting opposite Dabao: "That thing is very expensive. It costs several hundred yuan. My sister has given her money, so..."

She didn't finish her words, but she obviously meant that she was poor.

If others say that, it doesn't matter, but Wang Qilong is as poor as her! In the same situation, there is a big family waiting for them to eat. Who is she laughing at?!

Wang Qishuang got angry, but she just smiled and didn't express it.

She has always been a generous person.

Suddenly, a hurrying bicycle ringtone came from behind her.

"Let's go, let's go, hurry up!" a man behind him shouted.

There are shouts and curses all around.

I know someone is overtaking.

At this time, the mainland is the kingdom of bicycles. When we catch up on commuting hours, the wide main street will be blocked by vehicles and bicycles.

In this case, overtaking is not impossible. It must be crowded, which is annoying.

Wang Qishuang looked back and saw a man rushing towards her.

The man looked at her, his eyes were heavy, and then he rode his bicycle toward her and passed by her.

That man's eyes always look at her.

To some extent

But Wang Qishuang is very lucky

With her driving skills, she should be able to stabilize, but she didn't. She fell to the side with force.

Sitting next to her is Dawei.

Dabao was riding a horse with his head down. When something was moving behind him, he did not turn around. He didn't care about the sound.

Then Wang Qishuang hit him hard. He was unprepared and leaned to the side.

On the other side is Wang Qilong. They are very close. The car is next to the car, and Wang Qilong screams.

He quickly raised his legs to avoid hitting her.

But this doesn't work.

The bicycle army, front, back, left and right, everywhere, cars and people.

When a man falls on a horse, he must knock down a large area.

Wang Qishuang pounced on Dabao, looking very panicked, tried to catch him, and then screamed.

Her hand touched Dabao's pants pocket, and her blood immediately dyed her pants red.

Dabao also made a low voice.

...

It was late at night, and the children were queuing up to wash and prepare to go to bed.

Today, Tian Fuchuan transformed into a father and blew his hair one by one for the washed babies.

Chen Shuhui and Tian Fusong sat in the living room talking about the latest news about Y City. They saw Dabao limping in.

He was a little embarrassed. His clothes and legs were covered with blood, and his thighs were wrapped in bandages.

Chen Shuhui was shocked and hurriedly went forward: "What's wrong?"

Dabao said shyly: "It's nothing. I fell on the bike."

"What happened when the bicycle fell?" Chen Shuhui asked.

Dabao had limped onto the sofa. He was even more embarrassed when he saw Tian Fusong.

Tian Fusong also asked about the wound with concern, and Dabao stuttered.

It's hard to say that I cut myself with a knife.

When learning kung fu, I always warn you to bring weapons. You must put them away and repair them properly.

As a result, he hurried out today and put the knife in his pants pocket. The scabbard was a little loose before and he did not repair it in time, so it turned out like this.

He slid out of his pocket, hurting Wang Qishuang and himself.

Hurt Wang Qishuang

Chen Shuhui and Tian Fusong looked at each other and called Dabao to the study.

Tian Fuchuan turned around and continued to serve the children.

The matter of Y City is the matter of brother and Chen Shuhui. When they can't solve it, he will do it again.

"Is Wang Qishuang seriously injured?" Where is that person? What do you think?" Chen Shuhui asked.

"My palm is injured. The water is very deep. I have bleeding a lot. I sealed 15 needles in the hospital. I took her home and then came back." Dabao thought: "What should I do in the future?"

Chen Shuhui secretly checked Dabao's injury. He was very dangerous!

Just a few millimeters away, it hurts the artery in the thigh, which is fatal,

If the femoral artery bleeds, it will cause death within a few minutes.

Is Wang Qishuang here to kill someone?

It shouldn't be like this. It's not good for anyone.

"What do you say to your wound?" Is it deep? How many stitches did you sew?" Chen Shuhui asked.

"It's a bit deep, but I only had five stitches. It's okay." Dabao said casually.

Although human blood is small, human shame is great.

He doesn't want to mention his injuries, for fear of being scolded.
Chapter completed!