The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Zheng..."

Fu Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Fu Huaizheng, who looked defeated. She was about to comfort him, but suddenly a wave of heat surged in her body.

The swelling feeling came over again, and her little eyes glanced around in panic and fear.

"Zhengzheng, let me go to the bathroom..."

Fu Jiaojiao jumped down from the chair and ran forward like a fool. The speed was so fast that no one was paying attention and disappeared.

"This little girl..."

Fu Huaizheng didn't notice anything was wrong and shook his head helplessly.

I ran so fast without worrying about falling again. The scars were so healed that I forgot about the pain.

"I'm going to the bathroom too."

Mu Changying smelled the smell of medicine on her hand, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere in the box became even weirder.

When Fu Huaizheng saw that the three brothers across from him were obviously in the same group, he gave up his idea of ​​watching a good show and stood by his brothers without hesitation.

Several people stared at each other, no one said a word and kept fighting secretly.

The eyes were fighting, the pressure was overwhelming, and the air in the box seemed to become thinner.

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"Huhuhu..."

"How could this happen? It's obviously not long since the transformation."

Fu Jiaojiao ran all the way to the bathroom, leaned against the wall and breathed heavily.

After resting for two seconds, the feeling in her body could not be suppressed no matter what, so she reluctantly opened a toilet and walked in.

"Forehead……"

The power in her body was rushing uncontrollably, and her little face turned pale and pale in just a few seconds.

"It hurts... it hurts so much... wuwuwu..."

Fu Jiaojiao bit her lip so hard that it bled.

The small body curled up into a ball, looking particularly pitiful.

Mu Changying walked into the ladies' bathroom and heard faint screams of pain at the top of her ears.

The voice was very small and depressing, as if it came from a newborn kitten.

She washed her hands and waited for a while. The more she listened, the more familiar it became.

"Zhengzheng... it hurts... I hurt..."

Jiaojiao?

Mu Changying's body suddenly stiffened, and her pupils shrank for a moment.

She stretched out her hand and twisted the bathroom door handle but found that it could not be opened. The anxiety in her eyes became more intense.

"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, you will be fine soon."

Hearing her voice, the crying inside became even quieter, faint and weak, as if he would die in the next second.

Mu Changying tightened the toilet door again, twisting it left and right a few times and then pushed it hard. With a soft sound, the door finally opened.

"Jiaojiao, are you okay? How are you? Where does it hurt?"

The door opened, and what came into view was the figure lying on the ground.

The small group hugged each other, their heads buried tightly between their knees, and whimpering sounds came from their mouths.

"Be good, don't cry, okay? My sister will buy you candy after you go out to see a doctor."

Mu Changying knelt down and hugged Fu Jiaojiao into her arms, patting Fu Jiaojiao's back gently with her little hands.

Under the extreme vulnerability, there was warmth. She raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her with tearful eyes.

"Sister Fairy...it hurts...I feel so much pain...I feel uncomfortable all over..."

This soft voice made Mu Changying's little heart twitch.

She put her hand on Fu Jiaojiao's pulse, but found nothing after checking it for a long time.

"Be good, can I take you to your Zhengzheng home?"

She pursed her lips, carefully picked him up and prepared to walk out.

It's strange. With her medical skills, she shouldn't be able to detect anything. Could it be that this girl has a special constitution?