Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss Chapter 29: What’s the most favorite of Chuji (3)

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Xue Fusu's gloomy face was tight, and he couldn't let go of his guard against this strange woman.

The man in the cloak suddenly let out a vain smile and gasped: "Fusu, I am already like this. Maybe a miracle might happen."

"But..."

"Listen to me."

"Good."

Even though Xue Fusu hesitated, he finally compromised and threw the man out again. When he turned around, he was blocked by the slaughter of pigs.

"I'm begging you, okay? I'm just a son, he really can't have an accident!" The pig killer began to tears, crying and wiping his tears with the grease-stained hands, his face glistening with oil .

"What the **** did you do with your sons and daughters? You can't really eat both men and women?" Seriously, Bai Ye was really curious in her heart~

Xue Fusu's cold half of his handsome face twitched slightly, and said coldly: "I'm not bian."

Oh, is it? That's a pity, brother taboos are gone!

Bai Ye looked disappointed, and said angrily: "Quickly handle the matter here, I need a quiet environment."

After finishing speaking, he made another slap in the face of the man in the cloak.

Xue Fusu was jabbed in his weakness, and he was caught with his hands. He has never talked much about it.

"That song is called Floating Dreams. They are all in illusory dreams and do not want to wake up. They will wake up in three days. If you are in a hurry, put a big bowl of dog blood in their mouths, but suddenly awakening may cause Affect IQ, you can figure it out by yourself."

"..."

"..."

White Ye and the stars stared at each other for a moment, and it was really bloody!

When the farce ended, Xing Chen took them to the best private room of this restaurant.

White Ye asked Xue Fusu to put the person on the chair and lay down on his chest without scruple, moving his ears to the chest from time to time.

She preliminarily judged that the man in the cloak might be suffering from a disease called asthma in modern times. She asked people to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, prescribe a prescription for relieving asthma and cough, and sent the apprentice to grab medicine.

As soon as the stars were gone, Bai Ye filled herself with a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked softly: "In Xia Bailuo, I don't know the names of the two surnames?"

"Xue Fusu."

"Xue Changqing."

She said ‘um’, put down the tea bowl, and looked at Xue Fusu.

"Now for the three of us, although I don’t want to spy on others’ privacy, I have to say something. I don’t know why you have to cover up and don’t want to show your true colors, but now I have to take his cloak Take it down to do a basic inspection."

"No way!"

Xue Fusu didn't even want to refuse directly, his eyes were still cold, but his chest was slightly ups and downs, and his emotions seemed a bit agitated.

Bai Ye knew that there must be hidden emotions, and patiently explained: "Do you know what disease your brother has?"

"What's the disease?" Xue Fusu asked urgently, his body trembling slightly.

"It's asthma. Did you know that this kind of blinding environment will prevent him from breathing smoothly, and it will worsen his condition. Do you want him to return to the West soon?"

Xue Fusu didn't expect it to be so serious, and his cold vision suddenly lost focus and was replaced by panic.

"Fu Su, don't blame yourself. If it weren't for you, brother might have died a long time ago." Xue Changqing barely propped up, patted the back of his hand comfortingly, and said to Bai Ye: "Girl , Looks ugly underneath and may scare you."

Bai Ye smiled calmly and shook his head to express disapproval: "Don't underestimate the psychological endurance of a doctor."