Jiao Luan

Chapter 192
The woman was clearly dead, so why was there a faint light flowing between her brows, which represented endless vitality?

Cheng Wei took a step forward as if possessed by a demon, his eyes fixed on the woman.

"Wei Wei." Seeing Cheng Wei's expression changed, Cheng Che gave her a tug.

Han Zhi and the others had already walked over and stopped Hua Liang and the others.

"Han Shizi, do you mind this kind of nosy?" Hua Liang glanced at Cheng Yao and the others, raised his eyebrows and said, "Han Shizi brought so many younger sisters out to play, and he didn't get annoyed when encountering such bad things?"

Han Zhi cupped his hands: "Young Master Hua, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, why bother to affect your interest in traveling because of others, not to mention listening to these old men, this young man is really pitiful."

"Poor?" Hua Liang sneered, "It's none of my business for him to be pitiful? The young master only knows that he has touched my bad luck, so he can't be so cheap!"

Hualiang has a noble concubine and aunt who is powerful in the harem, and she doesn't pay much attention to the princes and brothers in the same circle on weekdays.

"You are all dead, quick, quick, quickly move this dead man away, don't let the young master see him again!"

Those present are all sons and brothers, who has ever carried a dead man? Now you look at me, I look at you, or the young man Huang Peng whose arm was bitten by Xiong Blind is more clever, and shouted at the servant who followed: " Why are you all staring blankly, didn't you hear Mr. Hua's order? Hurry up and take him away!"

"Yes, yes!" The servants who had been waiting for the masters to speak all surrounded him.

"Go away!" The thin young man in sackcloth and filial piety looked like a little beast that had gone mad, bent over and slammed into the first person who stepped forward, knocking that person somersaults.

"Little bastard, you're looking for death!" The man got up and kicked.

Some people went directly to lift the wooden shelf.

"Stop!" The girl's voice was high, and as soon as she made the sound, the people who did it subconsciously stopped and looked up.

Cheng Wei came out more and more, walking step by step.

Although Cheng Che didn't understand why, he followed quietly.

"You—" Hua Liang saw Cheng Wei's face clearly, his face changed immediately, and his legs trembled subconsciously.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The servant was keenly aware of what was wrong with the master, and asked with concern.

"No, it's okay!" Hua Liang stared at Cheng Wei intently, and said firmly.

The boy looked at Cheng Wei and vaguely understood.

Oh, although this little lady is surprisingly beautiful, but the master's legs are trembling with excitement, so it's not too bad.

Cheng Wei glanced at Hua Liang, walked past him, stopped in front of the wooden shelf, and made a move that surprised everyone.

She squatted down, just a few feet away from the dead woman!
"Wei Wei—" Even the usually indifferent Second Young Master Cheng looked a little strange, and couldn't help calling her.

The others stared wide-eyed, looking at her without blinking.

Cheng Wei turned a deaf ear to it, and looked at the woman for a moment, then his eyes gradually moved down, and finally landed on the tall white cloth.

She suddenly raised her hand and pulled away the white cloth covering the woman.

"What are you doing!" the skinny boy yelled.

Cheng Che swept over lightly.

When the thin young man saw Cheng Che, he was taken aback for a moment, then recognized him, and murmured, "Benefactor, it's you..."

He looked at Cheng Che, then at Cheng Wei, as if he guessed that Cheng Wei was the girl standing beside the young man that day, he didn't move for a while, but his eyes followed Cheng Wei closely, fearing that she would do something The matter of hurting the mother's body came.

Cheng Wei's eyes fell on the woman's high protruding abdomen, and suddenly he raised his hand and pressed on the woman's abdomen.

Those present gasped.

Cheng Tong was timid by nature, when he saw this, he covered his mouth, retched, and then looked at Cheng Wei, as if he had seen a ghost.

She, she actually touched the corpse, touched the corpse with the hands that had fought with her before!

It's disgusting!

The younger ones like Cheng Yu and Han Yu were also blindfolded in fright.

Hua Liang's eyes almost popped out, his upper teeth collided with his lower teeth, and they clucked loudly: "Her, what is she doing?"

He still wanted to make persistent efforts to take Miss Cheng San down one day, so he couldn't be beaten in vain, but he never expected that Miss Cheng San not only dared to beat people, but even touched dead bodies!

He couldn't stand such a hobby!

"Wei Wei, is there a problem?" Cheng Che knelt down and held Cheng Wei's other hand.

He understands Wei Wei.

How could a little girl like her not be afraid to touch a corpse like this.

Sure enough, the girl's fingertips were soft, even her palms were soft, but there was a layer of cold sweat, as cold as the snow in the twelfth lunar month, which could freeze into the bones of a person.

Cheng Che couldn't help but tighten his grip.

His palms are slender and broad, with well-defined joints and calluses from years of martial arts practice on the palms. The familiar rough feeling made Cheng Wei feel as if he had taken a reassurance. The hand wrapped by him moved, and the warmth seemed to flow back gradually. .

Cheng Che's expectation was right. A 14-year-old girl is a complete stranger who touches a dead body like this. Without emotion, of course she is afraid.

Cheng Wei only felt that the overwhelming fear in her heart was pouring into her limbs and bones, making the blood in her body coagulate.

How could she be willing to touch a corpse if she could.

Starting tonight, she's probably going to have a nightmare.

But, sometimes, it's not because you're afraid that you can turn a blind eye.

In the eyes of outsiders, Cheng Wei was calm and composed, as if what he was touching was not a cold corpse, but a comatose person.

Chill also rises from the soles of every bystander.

Could Cheng Wei be bewitched?
"Third sister, don't be like this, I know that you are very attentive in treating patients in the hospital these days, but you can't be like this—"

Cheng Wei raised his head, glanced sharply at Cheng Yao, looked at the thin young man, and said word by word: "The child in your mother's womb is still alive!"

As soon as these words came out, it was tantamount to earth-shattering shock, and the people present couldn't help being in an uproar.

"What did she say?" Hua Liang felt his legs tremble even more.

The boy also felt hairy all over, and he stammered a little: "She said that the child in the corpse's stomach is still alive!"

There was no sound on the hillside, and the wind blew past, bringing a chill because it was a high place.

Cheng Wei didn't care about the impact her words would have on others, and stared at the thin young man closely: "Do you agree that I'll get your sister out?"

The skinny boy was obviously also stunned, trembling and speechless.

The boy's neighbors said one after another: "Shanzi, you can't, there is no such thing in this world, your mother has died for several hours, and even if the child in your stomach was alive at first, it would have been suffocated to death!"

"No, this woman had died in suspended animation before, but she died not long ago. The fetus in her womb is alive now, but if the delay continues, it won't be so!" Cheng Wei raised his voice and asked the boy again, "Quickly say, Do you want to help?"

The young man was only eleven or twelve years old, and he had never encountered such a strange thing before. He looked around in a panic, and suddenly saw Cheng Che, and inexplicably settled down, met Cheng Wei's gaze, and gritted his teeth: "Help, please help!" My sister!"

(End of this chapter)