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Chapter Eleven Burns(2/2)

Jiao Sanfeng was smashed and staggered.

"Zhao Huanhuan, you have turned against you, you dare to hit your own mother! I see that you are impatient in your life. Your daughter is a debt collector. I will beat you two of you to death today!"

Jiao Sanfeng cursed, and the fire tongs smashed heavily at Zhao Feiyan's arm. Zhao Feiyan howled in pain.

"Jiao Sanfeng, try touching her again!"

Zhao Huanhuan's roar suppressed Jiao Sanfeng. She turned around and saw that Zhao Huanhuan had grabbed Zhao Xiaoshui by the side.

Zhao Huanhuan's hands pinched Zhao Xiaoshui's neck, and her whole face turned red: "Jiao Sanfeng, if you dare to hit Feiyan again, I will strangle Zhao Xiaoshui to death!"

In his previous life, Jiao Sanfeng also used fire tongs to burn Zhao Feiyan's neck, and then threw Zhao Feiyan under the stairs. When Zhao Huanhuan went to secretly look at her sister, she saw Zhao Feiyan constantly pulling her cheeks with her hands and looking straight at the ceiling.

When she grew up, Zhao Feiyan told Zhao Huanhuan that she wanted a more severe pain of self-harm that overwhelmed the pain of burning the skin.

Can the pain in the skin be overwhelmed, but what about the pain in the heart?

When this pain comes from his biological mother, how should the injured child save himself and reconcile with the world?

Jiao Sanfeng wanted to scold something, but Zhao Xiaoshui was already crying.

She looked at Zhao Huanhuan's red eyes and felt a sense of fear. When she loosened her hands, she threw away the tongs.

"Zhao Huanhuan, you damn girl, crazy! Why don't you let your brother go?"

Jiao Sanfeng murmured, Zhao Huanhuan let go of Zhao Xiaoshui and ran towards Zhao Feiyan.

Several big bubbles appeared around Zhao Feiyan's neck, and Zhao Huanhuan immediately cried.

She pulled Zhao Feiyan out of the house.

"Feiyan, if you bear it, my sister will take you to buy scald cream."

Zhao Huanhuan took Zhao Feiyan to find the pharmacy. The doctor was shocked when he saw Zhao Feiyan's injury. Several large blisters had already appeared on the child's neck, and some places even had skin broken, revealing the pink flesh inside.

"The scald ointment costs ten yuan." said Li Ming, a pharmacy doctor.

"Doctor Li, I don't have money, but I will definitely bring the money to you tomorrow. Please help my sister treat her injuries first." Zhao Huanhuan beg.

Zhao Huanhuan recognized Li Ming. He was not bad, but his medical skills were really bad. Not only did he treat Zhao Huanhuan's little sister to death in his previous life, but because he lost money to Jiao Sanfeng, the matter was covered up.

Later, Li Ming cured another old man to death. The old man's family asked for sky-high compensation. Li Ming could not afford it, so the pharmacy closed down and was in jail for taking his life.

At this moment, looking at the tears of the sisters, Li Ming said, "If you don't have money, you have to help others treat the disease first!" He said that, and went to the medicine cabinet to get the scald ointment and apply it to Zhao Feiyan.

"Doctor Li, don't worry, I will definitely come to pay back the money tomorrow." When Li Ming applied medicine to Zhao Feiyan, Zhao Huanhuan emphasized on the side.
Chapter completed!
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