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No.98

"Xun'er, I can't do anything." Piao'er looked at Bai Mulian and felt that her heart was broken... For the first time, she hated her incompetence, and even the person she loved could not save...

"Piao'er, what are you doing while standing there? Just take out the bullet and stop the blood, and Lian will get better." Xiao Xun's hand holding Bai Mulian tightened and tightened.

"Xun'er, enough. Lian is dead, he is dead. You accept the facts, okay?" Piao'er stepped forward and hugged Xiao Xun and said cruelly.

"Shut up!" Xiaoxun pushed Piao'er away with one hand and said excitedly, "Who dares to say that Lian is dead? He is still fine. He just fainted because he lost too much blood. He said,

I won’t throw me away like the queen of my mother, I won’t!”

Looking at Xiao Xun who was so excited in front of her, Piao'er had no choice but to step forward and chop Xiao Xun out of sight, then wiped the tears from her face, turned around, and said to the person behind her, "Please trouble you, let me

Xun'er and Lian were brought back to the hall."

Hearing Piao'er's command, everyone came to their senses. Nangong Mingtian stepped forward and wanted to pick up Xiaoxun, but Xiaoxun hugged Bai Mulian's hand so tight that she had to ask Nangong Muze and others to help. She used it.

Only then did the three of them separate Xiaoxun and Bai Mulian

Nangong Mingtian wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up Xiaoxun, and took it back to the hall first.

As for Bai Mulian, the bullet was removed on the spot and treated. Although Bai Mulian was dead, Piao'er had an idea in her mind, even if she was reluctant to leave.

After dealing with Bai Mulian's injury, Piao'er also asked someone to carry Bai Mulian back to the hall.

When Bai Mulian and Piao'er returned to the hall, Xiaoxun had not yet woken up

Piao'er sat opposite Nangong Mingtian and said seriously, "Mr. Nangong, there is one thing I want to discuss with you."

Seeing Piao'er's serious expression, Nangong Mingtian also became serious, sat upright slightly and said, "Please say it."

"I want to transplant Lian'er's heart to Xun'er, is that OK?"

When Nangong Mingtian heard Piao'er's words, he was stunned at first, and then asked, "Is his heart appropriate?"

"Yes." Piao'er nodded

"What are the risks of the surgery?" Nangong Mingtian asked anxiously.

"I personally take care of it, and the success rate is 100%. "Piao'er said affirmatively

"That's good, I agree." Although Nangong Mingtian found it strange, he didn't want to give up this opportunity to let Xiaoxun recover.

"Master?" Piao'er turned his head and looked at William Peilia

William Pelia nodded

"Then I'll go up and prepare for it now, and the operation will start soon. Xiaoyu, can you be my assistant?" Piao'er stood up and said

Xiaoyu didn't expect Piao'er to call her name, and then smiled and said, "Of course!" As she said that, she also stood up and followed Piao'er to prepare for the operation.

"Lord, why is the Holy Lord's heart suitable for Xiao Xun?" Xuan'er couldn't help asking.
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