From Sidekick to Bigshot

He still looks forward to seeing his sister-in-law punching.

I don't know if it's the wicked milk.

Jian Yiling shook his head.

She can't do sports that hurt her hands.

"Wait for me over there, and I will wash the fragrance after I finish it."

"Yeah." Jian Yiling's head dropped lower.

Why do you always wash the fragrance?

Who wants him to wash incense.

Zhai Yunsheng jumped into the ring again.

See Zhai Yunsheng put on the gloves again.

Wei Qirui staggered up from the ring, staring at him angrily:

"Zhai Yunsheng, you really have you. Either you will kill me Wei Qirui today, or I will take revenge."

Wei Qirui didn't pretend to be a grandson anymore. He knew that Zhai Yunsheng didn't dare to kill him, because killing him would cost his life.

As long as Zhai Yunsheng did not dare to pay for it, the humiliation he suffered today would have a chance to get it back from him.

Zhai Yunsheng looked lazy and smiled pleasantly: "Kill your father for dirty hands."

Jian Yiling said to Wei Qirui under the ring: "Pay attention to your behavior, or you will be killed."

Wei Qirui was not scared by Jian Yiling in the slightest: "Kill me? Hey, come, come now, do it! Jian Yiling, you'd better hide under the protection of Zhai Yunsheng, otherwise you will feel better. !"

Followed Wei Qirui and said to Zhai Yunsheng: "You'd better be optimistic about your fiancee, otherwise one day you may not see her alive, but a cold corpse!"

As soon as Wei Qirui finished speaking, he received a fist from Zhai Yunsheng, and his body fell to the fence of the ring, hanging on the fence and panting.

He can continue to be hard, as long as his mouth is harder than Zhai Yunsheng's fist.

"Don't fight." Jian Yiling called to stop, "Take him to the wound."

Han Mengyu listened by the side, feeling that the younger sister-in-law was still relatively soft-hearted.

But it's no wonder that the little sister-in-law is a charming little girl, who has never seen this scene.

"I have medicine in my bag, the one in the red bottle, give it to him." Jian Yiling said to the female bodyguard who followed him.

The female bodyguard went and took Jian Yiling's bag and took out the medicine in the red bottle.

There is no label on the medicine bottle, no production date, and no sales information.

Just a red plastic bottle, with a piece of white paper pasted on it, handwritten a date and a chemical symbol.

Zhai Yunsheng listened to Jian Yiling's words very much. She said that he would not fight anymore.

Ask the bodyguard to take Wei Qirui to the medicine, and put the red medicine on it.

"Ah—ah—ah—"

Suddenly, a heart-piercing scream came.

Wei Qirui, who was applying medicine, let out a cry like a pig.

Han Mengyu was stunned, how could this medicine call worse than when he was beaten just now.

"Sister-in-law, this, this will not kill people, will it?"

"No, it's wound medicine, it will help his wound heal." Jian Yiling explained.

"Really?" Han Mengyu felt that this is the wound medicine, is it more ruthless than the poison?

The effect of sprinkling salt on the wound is similar to this estimate?

Zhai Yunsheng did not expect this effect. He lowered his head and asked Jian Yiling softly: "Why did you get such a medicine out?"

Zhai Yunsheng knew that this medicine should have been prepared by Jian Yiling himself.

Jian Yiling said that it was a wound medicine that should be a real wound medicine.

It is the effect of this wound medicine, which hurts the wound more than salt and alcohol...

"It's more useful to deal with bad people." Jian Yiling replied.

"Specially prepared for this situation?"

"Ok."