My stall is a bit fierce

The little bastard took the knife, his eyes turned cold, he took a deep breath, and walked slowly to He Xiaoyu and Zhao Zifeng.

A gangster next to him whispered to him: "Brother, just make it disabled, don't kill anyone, Brother Jie has someone above him, we don't!"

Zhao Zifeng was beaten all over his body at this moment, and he had no strength to resist, but He Xiaoyu leaned on him tightly and said, "You...you are so stupid!"

Zhao Zifeng had a bitter smile on his face: "Aren't I afraid... afraid that you will lose your appearance? It's a pity to be so beautiful!"

One sentence hit He Xiaoyu's heart directly, Zhao Zifeng had already rescued him more than once, and this time it was to prevent him from being disfigured and beaten like this.

Distressed, He Xiaoyu's heart is already bleeding!
Sudden!A murderous intent came, Zhao Zifeng raised his eyes and saw a gangster stabbed him with a knife.

At this moment, He Xiaoyu couldn't help but automatically protect Zhao Zifeng.

"No!" Zhao Zifeng yelled, and the little gangster directly stabbed He Xiaoyu's waist and abdomen fiercely.

Immediately, blood overflowed, quickly dyeing her pure white dress red.

"what……"

He Xiaoyu clutched his waist and abdomen, and with a shout from strong to weak, he fell directly into Zhao Zifeng's arms, with crystal clear tears overflowing from his eyes.

Zhao Zifeng was dumbfounded for a moment, looking blankly at He Xiaoyu in his arms.

In an instant, he forgot to breathe, held his breath, and asked tremblingly, "Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu!"

Zhao Zifeng's tears flowed down, he hugged He Xiaoyu tightly, covered He Xiaoyu's abdomen, and said weakly: "It's okay...it's okay, you'll be fine!"

He Xiaoyu's face turned pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

These little gangsters were stunned, and one of them immediately said: "Damn it! Didn't I tell you not to kill anyone? What do you think now?"

The little gangster panicked: "How do I know that this woman will help this guy block this knife, it's over, it's over, it's dead!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Jie didn't panic, but walked over naturally, with a little smile on his face: "Oh, why are you panicking, with me here, you will be fine!"

Of course these little bastards knew that Yang Jie was superior, but after all, they were the ones who did it!If you really want to pursue it, you are all responsible for it!

Thinking of this, these little gangsters stopped thinking, and quickly got on the little sheep and left.

Yang Jie was left alone, and he smiled proudly, and said to Zhao Zifeng, "This is what happens when you disturb me, hahaha!"

Laughing, he turned back to the Mercedes-Benz and drove away!

Zhao Zifeng didn't have time to think anymore, picked up He Xiaoyu, rushed to the side of the road like a mad cow, stopped a taxi, and shouted at the driver: "Driver! Go to the hospital!"

When the driver saw He Xiaoyu covered in blood, he didn't ask any further questions, and immediately rushed to the hospital.

In the car, He Xiaoyu's face became paler and Zhao Zifeng's little hand holding her became colder, and his breath gradually became weaker.

"It's okay, it's okay, you'll be fine!"

Zhao Zifeng murmured anxiously, but He Xiaoyu opened his eyes slightly, snuggled into Zhao Zifeng's arms, and whispered: "Zifeng... Actually, I really like it..."

"Stop talking, hold on, we're almost at the hospital!" Zhao Zifeng was so anxious that he didn't pay attention to what He Xiaoyu was saying.

The taxi soon came to Jinhai People's Hospital, Zhao Zifeng got off the car with He Xiaoyu in his arms, and ran all the way to the hospital.

When he came to the hospital lobby, he shouted to the nurse, "Quick! Save people!"

Several emergency personnel rushed over, pushed the hospital bed, and pushed He Xiaoyu, who was covered in blood, into the emergency room.

Seeing He Xiaoyu being pushed into the emergency room, Zhao Zifeng sat limply on the bench outside, his head was extremely flustered, and he kept murmuring: "It's okay, she will be fine!"

After 10 minutes, the doctor from the emergency room came out, and Zhao Zifeng hurried over and asked, "Doctor, is she alright?"

The doctor shook his head helplessly, and sighed deeply: "The patient lost a lot of blood, and it just so happened that the blood bank in the hospital couldn't find matching blood."

Zhao Zifeng was stunned, and asked loudly: "You can't even find a kind of blood in such a big hospital?"

"Sir, you don't know that the injured person has the rarest type P blood in the world. Don't say that our hospital doesn't have it. You can't find a similar one in Jinhai City."

The voice was like five thunders crashing on the top of Zhao Zifeng's head, which made him take a few steps back and asked tremblingly, "Then...the doctor, what...what should I do?"

The doctor was helpless at the moment, shaking his head: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."

Zhao Zifeng felt that his whole head was spinning, and he sat slumped on the bench.

At this time, he thought of the jade finger of the medicine king, but when he put on the jade finger, only a few words came to his mind: medicine is needed to cure a disease, and there is no cure for all diseases without medicine.

That's right, if there is no medicine, even a miracle doctor can't do anything.

He was powerless to take off the jade finger, and he took a deep breath, his face full of decadence.

All kinds of memories with He Xiaoyu appeared in my mind, and tears flowed down my eyes silently.

Unexpectedly, she would help him block this knife...

At this moment, Zhao Zifeng suddenly felt that he was very decadent, and that he was going to be protected by a woman, it was ashamed...it was so embarrassing!

After thinking over and over again, Zhao Zifeng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said in his heart: "System! Give me a bag of P-type blood!"

"Ding! The p-type blood bag needs the host to complete the supplement of selling pig red, and the host can get it after completing the task!"

……

"In the middle of the night, you're calling a wool stall! System, I beg you, give me the blood bag first, and I'll go buy pork red tomorrow and sell it!" Zhao Zifeng begged the system bitterly.

But the system still said the same sentence: "It was detected that the host did not complete the task, and the cargo replenishment failed."

"Please!" Zhao Zifeng knelt down to this system, now the only one who can save He Xiaoyu is this system.

But after begging for ten minutes, the system still said that.

"Damn it!" Zhao Zifeng punched the wall hard, his eyes were red and he clenched his teeth.

Could it be that he could only watch He Xiaoyu die?

"Is there really no other way to get this blood bag?" Zhao Zifeng sighed helplessly.

Just at this moment, the system suddenly made a different sound.

"Ding! Obtaining goods out of thin air requires the host to give up all current property, and the system will treat it as compensation to the host."

"Ding! It is detected that the current property of the host is 3000 million, do you choose to give up?"

For a moment, Zhao Zifeng's eyes widened, and he immediately asked, "If I give up all my property, can I get a bag of blood in exchange?"