The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

   Chapter 651 Three Bullets

  Bu Chensuo's brows twitched again in an instant, "Who is he?"

  Rong Tianhua looked back, "Oh, my son."

   "I said he carried that on his back." Bu Chensu's eyes didn't fall on Rong Shuo at all, as if there was no such person.

   "Uh, this is..."

  Rong Tianhua and Rong Shuo looked at Si Niannian together.

  Bu Chensu's brows furrowed even deeper, and his eyes fell on Si Niannian along with the father and son of the Rong family.

   "Baby, do you know him?"

  Although he knew that this was impossible, Bu Chensu really couldn't think of the reason why Si Niannian would bring this person back.

  Si Niannian turned around and waved at Rong Shuo, "Come in and carry him in first."

   "Huh? Oh."

   Rong Shuo was here for the first time, and under the leadership of Rong Tianhua, he carried people on his back.

  Bu Chensu didn't stop him, but the cold face was even more frightening.

   In the guest room, Rong Shuo put the person on the bed.

   "This is a gunshot wound." Bu Chensu stood aside, watching Si Niannian want to take off the man's clothes, and hurriedly stopped.

   "Baby, what are you doing?"

  Si Niannian glanced at him, "Help him get the bullet out, deal with the wound, how do you do it without taking off your clothes?"

"I come."

  Bu Chensu pulled Si Niannian to the back, and started to pull the man's clothes off.

   Hiss!

"what!"

   The person who was in a coma was woken up by the pain, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

   "Second Senior Brother!"

  Si Niannian was so frightened that he hurried to the other end of the bed and sealed several acupoints on the man's body.

   The pain was finally relieved a lot, and the man moved his mouth, trying to evoke a smile.

   "...Little Junior Sister, it's really you..."

   "Second Senior Brother, don't move, I'll help you heal your wounds, we'll have more time to talk."

  Si Niannian glanced at Bu Chen Sui angrily, "Brother Su, get out of the way first."

  Bu Chen Su stood still.

   "Brother Su."

   The soft voice was a bit delicate, without any strength. Hearing it in Bu Chensui's ears, it formed a subconscious command.

   He took a step back and gave up the seat by the bed, but he did not leave the room, especially that face, which was still cold, his eyes always looking at Si Niannian, with a trace of grievance in his eyes.

  Si Niannian ignored him and took out the medicine box from the space.

   "Second Senior Brother, I can handle your injury, so I didn't send it to the hospital. I have sealed several of your acupoints, you won't be hurt."

   This tone seemed to be coaxing the child, which made Bu Chensu's eyes even more aggrieved.

   "Dad, why is this room so cold all of a sudden?" Rong Shuo asked in a low voice.

  Rong Tianhua put his index finger on his lips, "Shh, bear with me."

   He glanced at Bu Chensu's side, and his throat made a silent swallowing motion.

   This posture is too scary.

  Si Niannian's movements are very neat, and the bullets have been taken out in a blink of an eye.

   "Let me go, three bullets?"

   Rong Shuo was dumbfounded, "He's been shot three times and still hasn't died. This man's life is big enough."

  Rong Tianhua tore off his sleeve, "Why are you talking so much?"

After    bandaging, Si Niannian took out another medicinal pill, "Second Senior Brother, take medicine."

The fragrance of the    elixirs had drifted into John's nose, instantly making him a little more awake.

   After eating it, his eyes lit up, "Is this the little junior sister practicing by herself?"

   "Yes." Si Niannian nodded.

  John smiled, "Senior Brother is right, Junior Sister is indeed very talented in this area. The ingredients of this medicine pill are much higher than the so-called sky-high price medicine pills in the auction."

   (end of this chapter)