Chapter 747 If I can’t get married later, I’ll blackmail you
The child cried so loudly that it was unbearable to hear. Bi Xiuli hunched over to protect the child in her arms, letting her scold, pinch and hit her but not let go.
For a moment, the ward was filled with shouts and curses on behalf of Furong's mother, and the woman was kicking Lu Xiaochang while cursing unpleasant words.
Ye Fengqiao was pulled by her hair and her face was facing the ceiling at a 65-degree angle. She was secretly relieved that the force of the knife on her neck did not increase. She could only see what was going on in the room with her peripheral vision. She could not see it.
It could be heard that they were fighting together. She listened for a while but couldn't hear Lu Xiaochang's voice, and she couldn't help but feel worried.
He couldn't see it from far away, so he glanced sideways at the person next to him who was pulling his hair. He had a young to immature face and a thin body. At this moment, his slightly trembling hand had already removed the knife pressed on his neck.
The neck moved some distance away, just the hair - the scalp hurt so much that tears almost came out, and now it seemed as if it was not my own scalp.
Ye Fengqiao gritted his teeth to hold on to the pain on his scalp. He clenched, unclenched and then clenched his hands on the quilt. Tears couldn't help blurring his vision, so he wiped them with his hands out of habit.
The person holding her hair was startled when he caught a glimpse of her movements. The hand holding Ye Fengqiao's hair shook, and the force caused Ye Fengqiao to inhale. Then she heard the other person yelling sternly, "Don't move."
"My sword doesn't have eyes!" Before he could finish his words, the sword fell on his neck again.
This face that was too young yelled at him fiercely that Ye Fengqiao was not afraid. From his startled movements and the hands that shook his hair from time to time, Ye Fengqiao concluded that this person was more nervous than himself.
"Hey!" Ye Fengqiao shouted to him. Unexpectedly, he was startled again. His scalp was already so painful that he lost consciousness and was pulled by him again. Ye Fengqiao guessed that a lot of hair must have fallen out this time. She was dreaming
I never thought that one day I would be pulled by my hair and a knife put to my neck.
The young man waved the knife in front of Ye Fengqiao's eyes and pressed it on her neck, "Be honest! Just be silent! Otherwise I will bleed you!"
Ever since he was a child, he has always threatened others, but he has never been threatened by someone putting a knife to his neck. Ye Fengqiao felt a little complicated. He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. After thinking about it, he finally said: "I was hurt a lot."
It's too heavy to move, so you don't need to pull my hair." The other party didn't seem to expect that Ye Fengqiao would say this. He looked at Ye Fengqiao suspiciously, with a look that seemed to ask, are you telling the truth? Then he immediately looked at her with a look on his face.
The look of disbelief.
Ye Fengqiao smiled and spoke a little hastily, "What I said is true. Stop pulling my hair. I'm not good-looking to begin with, but you pull me until I'm bald. I'm an older, unmarried young woman. I'll get married later.
If you don’t go out, I’ll blackmail you.”
He seemed to be startled by Ye Fengqiao's words at first. His eyes flashed with disbelief before he looked at Ye Fengqiao carefully.
Ye Fengqiao had been lying on the hospital bed for so long, thin and with a sick look on his face. He pulled his hair so hard that he grimaced in pain. It was strange that he looked good! Ye Fengqiao let the other person stare at her face, and then she felt like he was pulling at her.
The strength of the hair gradually decreased and then disappeared!
Ye Fengqiao just had time to think about whether he had scared others, and then his collar was grabbed by one hand. The young man held a knife in his other hand and waved it up and down in front of Ye Fengqiao's eyes, threatening Ye Fengqiao not to move.
, otherwise give her another knife and make her more injured.
Guo Xiaohe's eyes moved around the room. When he saw the interaction between the two of them, he would have laughed if it wasn't for the wrong timing. The situation over Bi Xiuli was so bad that he almost couldn't help but rush over.