Money fans are painful: pungent little doctor girl

Chapter 227
"Okay, okay, it's really powerful." A group of people gathered around a group, clapping their hands and applauding. Bean Sprout stood on the edge of the crowd and jumped, but couldn't see what was going on inside, and Bean Sprout frowned.

"Forget it, son, why don't we go play somewhere else?" San'er took her hand and was about to leave. Bean Sprout just didn't believe it. She just wanted to know what was inside, whether it was fire breathing or something, and she hadn't seen the live show yet. Woolen cloth.

Her mind lit up, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she yelled: "Mom calls you home for dinner!" When everyone heard this, they turned their heads to look at Bean Sprouts with disdain. Didn't she know that this trick was so bad? .

The corner of Bean Sprout's eyes twitched, it seemed that this method would not work.

"Ya'er might as well run away, what should I do if so many people are in danger?" Duanmuhan frowned, and Fu'er clung to Bean Sprout for fear that she would disappear.

"But I just want to see, what's in it?" Bean Sprout curled her lips in frustration, seeing the purse on San'er's waist.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Duanmuhan proudly: "See how I can make them give way automatically."

"Oh, what way?" The city lord was full of curiosity. Is there any way to make them go away? , and so many people.

Bean Sprout smiled and said nothing, and turned to look at those people confidently.

"Whose money fell on the ground?" With this cry, everyone lowered their heads one after another, where is it? After a long time, they realized that they hadn't dropped any money at all, so they couldn't help but wonder who dropped the money.

The situation inside was so clear when they lowered their heads. It turned out that there was only a little girl holding up a stool and standing on a high place. There were two stools under it, and a monkey was playing on the side at this time. Everyone was shaking, with fear and fear in their eyes.

"I dropped this silver, who of you picked it up?" Bean Sprout coughed, the city lord didn't admire her cleverness, if someone else squeezed in little by little.

No one dared to bear this charge, and hurriedly made way for her, but they didn't know that they had been deceived, and it was the person in front of them.

The smile on the corner of Bean Sprout's mouth could not help leading them into here, and finally pretended to be looking for money: "Oh, I remembered, it seems that I forgot to take the money."

Everyone shouted, almost not being pissed off by her, but looking at her innocent appearance, she shouldn't be lying. In the end, she could only hold back her words, and continued to watch the performance with great interest. Duanmuhan had already left him with lingering fears because of what happened last time. , holding her hand and not letting go.

The performance started here, and I saw the girl lightly stacking a stool on her head, Bean Sprout was also terrified, if it went on like this, she would definitely fall, and it was impossible not to fall and break bones like this.

"Don't you have any mercy? What if she falls down?" Bean Sprout just asked the people around her because of the constant noise around her.

"Young master, you are joking. You can tell that someone who has martial arts skills will not fall. Besides, you can tell that you have practiced for a long time." The man was a little funny at what Dou Sprout said.

Bean Sprout looked at her without saying a word, and then looked at the person who urged her to continue adding. If it wasn't the boss, it was the father. Seeing that girl was sweating on her forehead.

She looks like she really wants to refuse, but as long as she makes a slight move, then...

Bean Sprout had just finished thinking when she saw that the girl's body was shaking more and more, and she was almost unable to support herself. Everyone was so frightened that they quickly backed away to avoid hurting themselves.

With a sudden crash, the stool collapsed, and her father was dumbfounded, not to mention saving someone.

The girl screamed and fell, and Bean Sprout used her lightness kung fu to hold her and put her on the ground safely. The stool had already fallen to the ground and was broken and broken.

"Thank you, Young Master Xie" The girl was still in shock, and thanked Dou Sprout, but instead of joy, she was worried and sad.

"Easy to do with little effort" Bean Sprout smiled lightly, everyone applauded her, and her expression didn't change, she really didn't like these people, everyone realized that they couldn't see them anymore, and they left one after another.

Her father was also very anxious, lost the stool again, ruined the place again, and now he didn't get the money: "Everyone, you haven't paid the money yet."

"What money for you? Don't you look at how it's been done, and still want money?" Everyone shook their sleeves and left.

Her father was stunned for a moment, the girl tremblingly stepped forward and called out, slap, before she could react, she slapped her, and Bean Sprout's eyes jumped when she saw it. Is this the plot of Little Swallow?

"You still have the guts to call me father! Look how you use it like that. What do I support you for? You lose money." The man beat and scolded angrily, but Douya couldn't help being angry, but Duanmuhan stopped him and turned to stare at him , He pulled her to do something, let her teach him a good lesson.

"Look first and then talk" Duanmuhan felt a headache for her impulse, Min Lips looked at the father and daughter.

"Father, my daughter knows she's wrong, she won't be like this next time" the girl cried, her whole body twitched, her body was so thin and thin like a bone.

"Do you know that you have been lying on the bed for so long and waited for our money to buy medicine? Why are you so unbelievable!" Her father even sighed and shook his head, his face full of pain.

Only then did Bean Sprout realize that this was the case, but the scene was too similar to that of Little Swallow, so she misunderstood it for a while.

"Father, my daughter knows that she is wrong. My daughter will never forget my mother's illness. My daughter will definitely make money to treat my mother's illness." The girl cried loudly. She really didn't know that this would happen, so she would be more careful.

"Okay, don't cry, don't you feel ashamed, get up, for your mother, I have to sell you to a brothel." Her father said helpless words, and the girl was even more shocked: "Don't, dad, don't put me in a brothel." I'll sell it there, and I don't want my daughter to die." The crying just now was pain, but now it is despair.

"Think about your mother." Her father was full of tears.

Bean Sprout couldn't hold back anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward: "It's a joke, can you sell your daughter and her mother can live? If her mother can't survive, it will be matched with her daughter's life. Isn't this too vicious? It’s useless, but it’s too selfish to ruin someone else’s body.”

"Who are you? It's none of your business. Go away. This is our family business and you don't need to worry about it." After hearing this, her father's face turned pale and green, and he looked at Bean Sprout angrily. Why did she curse his wife like that.

"It's none of my business, but I just love to fight against injustice. If you don't accept it, why don't you come and fight?" Bean Sprout was talking, but he was thinking about how to beat him until his nose was black and his eyes were swollen.

"No, son, it's all my own fault, I'm willing." The girl felt even more sad when she heard about her mother, but her mother's illness could not be delayed any longer.

"You're so lacking in self-confidence that you don't want to live for yourself?" Bean Sprout was so angry that he felt like he was talking to a cow.

The girl was silent, Bean Sprout looked at her father angrily: "Where is her mother, take me to see her, I will treat her"

"Who are you?" Her father knew that he was an extraordinary person just by looking at their clothes, but how could he offend such a poor family like him, could it be..., squinting at his daughter? .

(End of this chapter)