Even the healing department has to go to the battlefield

Chapter 20 I feel so uncomfortable
After dodging Song Zhiting's attack in a panic, Song Yuanyuan quickly opened the shopping mall and started to pick it up.

But enhancement pills are the lowest-level products in the mall, and you have to scroll down dozens of pages to find them.

I never thought there were so many things in this mall before.

Song Zhiting's attack was so swift that I didn't think there was any chance of dying in his hands if I tried to cope with him.

Just after turning two pages, the icy knife accidentally cut her back, and blood flowed out from the wound.

Song Yuanyuan was in poor health to begin with, and after being stabbed by the knife, she staggered and fell to the ground.

"Damn it——" Song Yuanyuan took a breath and cursed, "This physical fitness is so fucking poor!"

Song Zhiting stretched out his hand and placed the big knife across Song Yuanyuan's neck, his face full of disdain: "That's it, the hide-and-seek game should also be over."

Song Yuanyuan perked up, quickly looking for enhancement pills while stalling for time: "Do you think it's over?"

"Don't make rash decisions until the last moment." Song Yuanyuan said this with a smile on her face, and Song Zhiting found her smile particularly dazzling.

With a flick of his wrist, several ice needles appeared in front of him and then stabbed directly into Song Yuanyuan's body.

"Hmph..." Song Yuanyuan groaned in pain. The pain in her body made her scream in her heart, "You bastard, I'll make you pay after I take the enhancement pills!"
"Don't you see clearly the gap between you and me?" Song Zhiting felt that what Song Yuanyuan had just said was too ridiculous. Even a child could see the gap between the two of them.

How could she say such shameless words?

It's hilarious.

Anyway, she was going to die by his knife today. Thinking of this, Song Zhiting suddenly felt dazed.

The hand holding the machete began to tremble slightly. After all, she was his own sister, and he still couldn't bring himself to do it.

Song Jiaojiao looked at the two people on the ring, wondering why her elder brother was so slow to take action. When she saw the ice knife in her elder brother's hand trembling slightly, she understood.

After noticing the slight reluctance in her elder brother's heart, Song Jiaojiao immediately covered her mouth and began to cough. Then she secretly used her supernatural power, and once she used this supernatural power, all her organs could not bear it.

After coughing a few times, Song Jiaojiao moved her delicate white hand away, only to see blood on it.

"Mom, I feel so uncomfortable..." Song Jiaojiao said extremely weakly while pulling her mother's clothes.

Seeing her like this, Song's mother and the others immediately became worried: "Jiaojiao, are you okay?"

"Where's the medicine? Take it quickly."

Song Jiaojiao smiled bitterly and asked weakly, "Mom, am I going to die?"

"Will I never see my parents, brothers and sisters again?"

As she spoke, she shed a crystal tear. Her little face was extremely pale, and her bloodless thin lips looked particularly obvious because they were stained with blood.

The whole person looked like a terminally ill little white flower, with his barely breathing appearance, which broke everyone's heart.

It's all Song Yuanyuan's fault. If it weren't for her, Sister Jiaojiao wouldn't be like this now. Song Jinheng was an impatient person. Seeing that his eldest brother hadn't killed Song Yuanyuan yet, he immediately shouted at the people on the stage: "Brother, what are you still hesitating about? Sister Jiaojiao was harmed by her like that, why don't you kill her to avenge Sister Jiaojiao!"

Song Zhiting looked at Song Jiaojiao in the audience, and after seeing her dying look, he gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

"Don't blame me, blame yourself for hurting Jiaojiao." As he said that, he raised the ice knife and chopped towards Song Yuanyuan's neck.

At this time, Song Yuanyuan found the enhancement pills, bought them with points, and quickly took them out and stuffed them into her mouth while dodging with a kitchen knife.

Although the neck was not hit, his shoulder was also hit.

The moment the sword was chopped, the ice spread out directly and Song Yuanyuan quickly rolled to the side.

"Hiss——" Song Yuanyuan looked at her shoulder and gasped in pain.

How did I make Song Jiaojiao become so half-dead?

If Song Yuanyuan knew that she became like this just because she scared her last night, she would definitely be speechless.

I was speechless and cursed: Damn, you are so scary!

She had not had time to heal her injuries just now, and now she had another one. After taking the enhancement pills, Song Yuanyuan began to heal her injuries.

After the treatment was completed, he stood up with the kitchen knife, feeling the endless power surging from his body. Song Yuanyuan looked at Song Zhiting with a gloomy look, exuding a strong murderous intent.

The other party wanted to kill her, so she would fight back no matter what.

"Colonel Song, are you ready?" Song Yuanyuan asked in a deep voice. She took an attacking stance and then said, "It's my turn to attack."

Then he moved his feet and rushed directly towards Song Zhiting, so fast that Song Zhiting couldn't react.

He slashed Song Zhiting's waist with the kitchen knife, and then kicked him directly in the foot with such force that he knelt on one knee.

Then he took this opportunity to beat him up.

This sudden change shocked several people in the audience. When did she become so powerful?

After Song Zhiting reacted, he immediately jumped out of Song Yuanyuan's range. He covered his waist and looked at Song Yuanyuan with shock in his eagle eyes.

Song Yuanyuan has been lying in bed for four years. How could she have such strength not long after waking up?
Did she have this kind of strength before?

No, Song Yuanyuan used to be obsessed with plant cultivation, and everyone knew her fighting ability very well.

It's impossible that after being in a coma for four years, he would become so powerful that he could hurt him.

Song Zhiting's face was trembling with pain, and his eyes, which were similar to Song Yuanyuan's, reflected Song Yuanyuan's resolute and ruthless figure.

Is she Song Yuanyuan?
It happened so fast that he even forgot to cover his wound. "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)