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Chapter 843 Hug Me Again

On the big elm tree across a small alley from Wu Laosan's house.

Jiang Hanying sat on a three-pronged tree branch as thick as a thigh and swung her legs, glancing at Wu Laosan's courtyard and then at the gate.

"Mom didn't leave; she's looking for us."

Li Chengxiao squatted on a lower branch and gave a soft "hmm" upon hearing the sound.

Presumably because they found the house too dark and cramped, those who arrived by helicopter landed in the yard.

Even the table and chairs that Wu Laosan and his wife had carefully prepared had to be covered with a layer of cushions before they could barely sit down.

However, this also made things easier for them, as they had a high vantage point and could see everything clearly.

As for whether they'll be discovered by the mercenaries, they're not exactly freeloaders either!

“This family of four,” Jiang Hanying had been observing for a while, and the more she looked, the more puzzled she became. “Neither the adults nor the children seem to have any incurable illness.”

Li Chengxiao was intently observing the mother in the family of four when he heard Jiang Hanying's words and looked up at her.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Doesn't that lady look a little familiar?"

"Familiar? Do you think so?" Jiang Hanying blinked, looked at it carefully again, and shook her head. "I don't recognize it."

Li Chengxiao swallowed back the words he had originally intended to say to her, "Actually, it's not necessarily a terminal illness."

"for example?"

"Look at those twins. From the time they got off the plane until now, have you seen them say a word?"

"Maybe not."

"I suspect they have some kind of congenital condition, such as sensory block or aphasia, which cannot be cured by current medical methods, so they risked coming here to try it."

Sure enough, after Qiaoqiao was led out of the house by her mother, the twin girl was also gently pushed in front of Qiaoqiao by her mother.

The boy, however, remained standing still.

"Are we going to try them one by one?"

"It should be that the previous one works before the next one is used."

Jiang Hanying couldn't help but frown, "Then why is it a girl?"

Li Chengxiao remained silent for a moment.

If he revealed the reason he had guessed, the person next to him would probably be even angrier.

This time, no sterile environment was specially set up. Two girls of similar age were led by an adult to sit facing each other, their clothes were pulled up to expose the veins on their arms, and the procedure was to be carried out directly in the open air.

Qiaoqiao, unusually, took a moment to observe the little girl sitting opposite her.

She looked about my age, and her eyes were beautiful, but they seemed unfocused.

It was as if she was looking at him, yet it was also as if she wasn't.

She disguised herself as a puppet that felt no pain, but the one in front of her was more like a delicate, beautiful, and thoughtless puppet.

If only her blood could really save lives, what a pity...

As the needle was about to pierce the bluish-purple vein, everyone in the courtyard held their breath in anticipation.

Jiang Hanying's expression brightened. "It's my turn!"

Qiaoqiao suppressed her anxiety and dared not look around. She could sense that the older sister from last night was watching her from a certain direction. Because the monster inside her was more docile than ever before, her mind was clearer than ever before.

But why haven't they killed her yet? The blood transfusion is about to begin!

The arm that wasn't being grabbed suddenly sank.

It felt like there was something in my hand, and it was slightly cool to the touch.

She couldn't help but tilt her head slightly and look down. From the elm tree, Jiang Hanying tossed her shrunken clone to Qiaoqiao's hand, watching her movements while simultaneously asking, "Will this method really work?"

"Give it a try. If it doesn't work out, we can always have a backup plan."

"Uh-huh."

The changes happened very quickly.

Even the mercenaries who had been guarding the family of four and had undergone numerous life-or-death training sessions were unable to react in time when Qiaoqiao resolutely stabbed herself in the heart with her blade.

When they rushed forward, they saw that only the handle remained outside, showing how determined they were.

"Sir, Madam, I'm sorry, this depth has definitely pierced the heart."

Everyone present was still in a daze, including Wu Laosan and his wife, who were sitting on either side of Qiaoqiao.

Two pairs of eyes were so wide they almost popped out of the window, and their mouths were agape, only able to make hoarse sounds.

The girl sitting opposite Qiaoqiao, knee to knee with her, was probably drawn to the blood flowing from the corner of Qiaoqiao's mouth and actually reached out to touch it.

"No," Qiaoqiao quickly raised her arm to block her hand, "It's dirty."

These two words finally brought the couple to their senses. They didn't even have time to think about how their daughter could be hiding a sharp weapon, let alone understand why she was so determined to commit suicide. "Qiaoqiao!"

"Why? Why is this happening?!"

Qiaoqiao looked down at the dagger stuck in her heart, which no one dared to touch. It was really fast; she didn't even feel any pain when it pierced through her clothes, flesh, and internal organs.

But this time, the wound did not heal quickly.

She smiled contentedly and let herself fall into her mother's arms. "Mom, hug me again."

I'm a little cold and a little scared.

Ye Mingxin waited outside the gate with his hands behind his back. The small patch of ground beneath his feet was almost worn smooth. Hearing Qiaoqiao's mother's incredulous shout, he suddenly looked up.

The two mercenaries guarding the gate exchanged a glance. Out of concern for their employer's safety, they abandoned their guard duties and quickly pushed open the gate to walk over.

Seeing this, Ye Mingxin followed without thinking.

When Wu Laosan and his wife saw Ye Mingxin running in, it was like seeing a lifeline. "Dr. Ye, Dr. Ye, quick, save our Qiaoqiao, please save her!"

The mercenary who had originally intended to stop them had no choice but to withdraw his hand and step back upon seeing this.

Ye Mingxin walked quickly to Qiaoqiao, who was lying in her mother's arms, and immediately saw the dagger stuck in her heart.

I must say it was incredibly accurate, hitting the heart perfectly!

Even though I already knew that this was what Qiaoqiao herself wanted, seeing this scene with my own eyes still made my heart sink.

"Does it hurt?"

Qiaoqiao's vision was already a little blurry, but she shook her head with difficulty upon hearing the sound, and tried to look in Ye Mingxin's direction, "It doesn't hurt."

Two more words were said, but no sound came out. Ye Mingxin could still read them out: "Thank you."

Thank you for helping me get out of this predicament.
She looked up and met the couple's eager eyes. "I'm sorry."

Soon, Yuan Zheng received his apprentice's message and rushed over. The old lady, unusually, ran over without caring about her appearance, her hair all messed up. But when she arrived, she only saw the little girl lying silently in her mother's arms.

She managed to calm her racing heart before reaching out to press on Qiaoqiao's pulse. After a while, her fingers trembled slightly as she released her grip, glanced at the dagger in her chest, and sighed deeply, "My condolences."

"Ah! My Qiaoqiao! Ahhh!"

Ye Mingxin stood quietly behind her master, looking down at the couple as they wept bitterly.

At that moment, she believed that these two people were truly heartbroken, heartbroken and desperate!

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Can this blood still be used now?"

Ye Mingxin turned her head and looked over, "Get lost!"