Ruan Yingzi was so happy that she admired her. Ye Qingqing was really ruthless and didn't talk much. She used to be a pediatrician.

"Please..."

Ye Susu burst into tears, begging, and was panicked. If she asked this bitch to pull it off, she would really become bald.

"What are you begging me? Are you begging me to pull more hair? As you wish!"

Ye Qingqing sneered, but his hand pulled it mercilessly, and another broken hair was blown down to his face. The coin became the size of a baby's fist, and the center of his forehead.

Ruan Yingzi was excited to see it, and she tried to pull it out, but her hand was stopped by Ye Qingqing.

"Wear gloves, this bitch has an infectious disease. Are you looking for death?"

Ye Susu's dirty disease has not been cured yet. Although the probability of hair being infected is very small, it is still better to be careful. Moreover, Ye Qingqing wanted to humiliate this bitch.

Ruan Yingzi put on leather gloves, grabbed a handful of hair, and said coldly: "You want Qingqing and I to become bald, my aunt let you be a nun first!"

After saying that, she pulled hard. Her strength was much greater than that of Ye Qingqing. After one hand, Ye Susu almost died of pain. The area of ​​bald forehead became larger and larger, and even bleeding was bleeding.

"Stop talking...I'll say..."

Ye Susu could no longer bear it and cried and begged for mercy.

"Who gave the medicine?" Ye Qingqing asked.

Zhu Zi went to the mountain to retreat. She hasn't come back yet, so Ye Susu must not be able to find him. The source of the medicine is someone else.

"A young master Yuwen introduced by my second brother, the medicine he gave."

Ye Qingqing frowned slightly, how could it be Yuwen Feng?

This bastard's ability to make drugs is only at the kindergarten level, and he cannot match the clever hair loss cream.

"Where is the antidote?" Ye Qingqing asked again.

"No... Mr. Yuwen only gave medicine, but no antidote. I said everything, please let me go... For the sake of the same blood we are running..." Ye Susu begged mournfully.

Ye Qingqing spat at her and said contemptuously: "Who has the same blood as your bitch? You are the dirty Ye Susu, and you don't deserve to carry your shoes to this lady!"

She took out her cell phone from Ye Susu's bag, flipped into Yu Wenfeng's phone, took out a blade with a cold light from her bag, pressed it on Ye Susu's face, and said coldly: "If you don't want to be disfigured, call Yu Wenfeng for antidote. Don't show off your tricks, otherwise I will scratch your face!"

Ye Susu dared not disobey, and the cold blade was right beside her face. The cold air penetrated into her flesh. She didn't even dare to move. She trembled and called Yu Wenfeng's phone and obediently pressed the hands-free.

"Miss Ye, how effective did the medicine last time?" Yu Wenfeng's gentle voice came out.

"Hair loss cream is pretty good. Ye Qingqing has become bald, but it is not enough to apply medicine on her face. Ye Qingqing is just a little allergic. Master Yuwen, do you have any better medicines there?"

Ye Qingqing wrote on paper, and Ye Susu followed the clichés she wrote.

Yu Wenfeng asked in surprise, "How come it doesn't work? It's impossible, have you used it all?"

Immediately afterwards, another voice came out, "My medicine cannot be ineffective!"

The voice was not from Yuwenfeng, but another young man, who was more feminine than Yuwenfeng's voice, and he was a little familiar. Ye Qingqing's heartbeat and hurriedly took out the recorder to record the man's voice.

But unfortunately, the man then kept silent and never said a word.
Chapter completed!