Jun Jiuling

Thanks to MAX stone for rewarding spirit beast eggs (5.3)

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Mr. Huang suddenly knelt down, shocking everyone present.

"Miss Jun, with my legs, I can only kneel down to the masters and masters of heaven and earth." Mrs. Huang was so weak because of his leg disease that he could hardly kneel up, and his whole body lay on the ground.

At this moment, everyone only saw a dying old man, forgetting his status and looking at this poor old man who was about to send the white-haired man to the black-haired man.

"Please." Elder Huang touched his head to the ground, his gray hair became disheveled, his forehead was stained with dust, mixed with tears, making his whole face in a state of embarrassment.

Many women onlookers could not hold back their tears.

"When a wolf gets down on the ground, everyone will regard it as a dog." Zhu Zan said, "It seems that no one remembers how many people this old guy always gets up after kneeling down."

Sifeng patted his shoulder with his hand, his face that was always smiling was serious, but he didn't speak.

"Does Miss Jun really want to be saved?" Zhang Baotang couldn't help but whispered, "She can't be saved..."

"Her?" Zhu Zan scoffed, "Are you willing to save face?"

"This is also an opportunity for Miss Jun." Sifeng was silent for a moment, still pressing his hand on Zhu Zan's shoulder, and said suddenly, "The skill is shown, and the reputation is nothing, besides, she is just a doctor, no one will." harsh on her."

The corner of Zhu Zan's mouth twitched.

"She's not a doctor," he said.

The two brothers beside him looked at him with puzzled expressions.

What is not a doctor?

"It's an idiot." Zhu Zan said, looking over the crowd at the independent Miss Jun who was shunned by everyone and standing on the street.

Miss Jun looked at Mrs. Huang who kowtowed.

"Miss Jun, can you save me? Give me a quick word." Jiang Baihu shouted, "Everyone is waiting."

Miss Jun raised her head.

"I can," she said.

As soon as this remark came out, the members of the Huang family were joyful, but the expressions of the surrounding people were complicated.

It's not that saving people is not good, but it would be great if the person being saved is a good person.

Elder Huang was supported by his servants to stand up. He lowered his head as if powerless and trembling all over. No one could see the fierce light in his eyes.

As long as his son does not die, you all just wait.

Miss Jun walked over, and suddenly there was another kowtow sound. She paused and looked at her feet.

The girl whose limbs were bleeding profusely and was kicked unconscious just now woke up at some point.

She poked her head vigorously, bumping against the ground one after another, raised her blood-stained face, and looked at her with red eyes.

"Please, please," she said hoarsely.

Just now the white-haired old man kowtowed for help to his seriously injured son, and now the cardamom woman is also kowtowing for help.

She was also badly wounded, but she wasn't asking to save herself.

Miss Jun looked at her. She was covered with cuts. The cuts were not as good as her back then, but she must have been in more pain than him.

Because she was hacked to death with knives, she died as soon as she died, and there was no pain.

But this girl can't die, she has to endure the pain, and she has to endure the greater pain that will follow, making her life worse than death.

Even so, her eyes were only full of joy before, her wish was fulfilled, and she died without regret.

But now, looking at Miss Jun who was walking over, her eyes were full of despair.

That is the disappointment of wasting all previous efforts, that is helpless despair.

Obviously she also knew who Miss Jun was.

"Please, don't save him." She kowtowed and murmured, "Don't save him."

Miss Jun's eyes became watery and her vision suddenly blurred.

Position is relative, Wang Zhice said.

When everyone is in a difficult situation, they all hope that someone will come from the sky to save them.

Those who can save people will be regarded as gods and bodhisattvas, and will be appreciated and thanked.

But this is for people who have been unstuck.

Those who have been rescued are grateful, but what about those who have been in this predicament on purpose?

For them, the person who has solved the predicament is not something to be grateful for, and they will not be regarded as a Bodhisattva, but a demon, with only resentment for failing to succeed.

Miss Jun looked at the girl who was still kowtowing.

She escaped from birth alone, carrying a blood feud.

How did she hide in hiding, and how did she decide to take revenge.

Her hand was tilted to the side, and a layer of calluses could be seen in the open palm.

Did she practice non-stop day and night for the saber attack on Master Huang Xiao just now?

"Please." She raised her head, the blood stains could not stop her paler face, she no longer had the strength to kowtow, she could only nod her head and mutter, staring at her firmly.

"Bitch!"

The servant of the Huang family next to him cursed, raised his foot and kicked the girl in the face again.

Miss Jun reached out to grab the medicine box in Liu er's hand and turned around at the same time.

Coincidentally, the medicine box hit the servant heavily, and he staggered forward with an ouch, his lifted foot also fell to the ground, tripped over the other foot, and fell to the ground.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Miss Jun said, reaching out to help.

"Why don't you look at the road?" Liu'er shouted unhappily, "You're blocking my lady, why don't you want to see a doctor for your family?"

The people next to him were a little confused by Liu Er's yelling, did this guy not have long eyes blocking the way?

But don't care about that now.

"Get out of the way, Miss Jun, please." Elder Huang shouted.

Hearing these words, the somewhat confused servants hurriedly stopped. Miss Jun looked at Mrs. Huang who was lying on the ground, picked up the medicine box in her hand, and was about to take a step forward.

Hearing these words, Mr. Tang, who was standing aside, came back to his senses a little at this moment.

With Miss Jun here, Mrs. Huang will be fine.

It just so happens that Miss Jun is here. Does that mean it's God's will?

Master Tang held his beating heart, and his pale face gradually recovered.

And Zhu Zan, who was looking at this side from outside the crowd, also slapped his shoulders and took a step forward when he heard this sentence.

Sifeng, who had been pressing on his shoulder all the time, noticed it immediately, and immediately exerted force on his hand.

"Don't move." He yelled in a low voice, clasping Zhu Zan's shoulders to stop him from taking a step forward, with a serious and nervous expression, "It's really not necessary, it's good as it is now, not too bad, this guy surnamed Huang Lying down and talking for half a year is enough to solve the problem."

Zhu Zan didn't look at him, but still looked at the field.

Sifeng followed his gaze and landed on Miss Jun who was walking.

"Miss Jun, as long as he is cured, he will be fine. His reputation is nothing more than a predicament." He said urgently in a low voice, "If you don't move now, you will have no worries."

What if she refused to cure him?

This cunning woman is not a benevolent doctor.

With a flick of Zhu's shoulders, the man strode forward.

Sifeng couldn't catch it again, and he shouted badly in his heart.