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Chapter 2 Green Clothes(2/2)

Full of sincerity.

She gently pulled away the old man standing in front of her and bowed deeply to the fat man.

The fat man's heart was lightly touched by the woman's sincerity.

He subconsciously turned from lying down to sitting up, and his movements were very neat. It really seemed that he was "unencumbered".

Seeing the tall and muscular fat man with an embarrassed look on his face, Siler straightened up and his face was slightly flushed, making him even more beautiful.

The fat man's mouth was a little dry, so he opened his mouth and squeezed out: "My name is Mai Sang! I am twenty-four years old! Save Zhuzhu! You're welcome! It's also an accident! An accident!"

After he finished speaking, he began to regret it, blaming himself for losing his composure in front of a beautiful woman again, "Why should I tell you my age if you have nothing to do? Wouldn't it be better to just say you are unmarried! Damn it! It's not a blind date! Hey..."

Silaire smiled slightly, pointed to the old man beside him and continued: "This is Father Quinn, he is the one who brought you back here. He, um! He is my housekeeper. Although his words were a little abrupt just now, but

actually……"

The beauty paused and looked at the naive fat man for a moment before continuing: "But in fact, he is an intermediate anesthetist and has always done a lot of research on injuries. Since he said you are fine, then, then

It should be nothing serious! Please don’t worry.”

"Intermediate level injection master!" Fatty's body and mind were immediately occupied by these four words!

Even, in an instant, he shifted his eyes from the beautiful scenery to the folds.

"Oh my God! I actually saw a living mid-level injection master!" The fat man was so excited that he was shaking all over.

It’s no wonder he made such a fuss. An injection master is one of the best in a million. What’s more, the person in front of him is an intermediate injection master?!

Quinn, the living mid-level injection master, was stared at by the green light in the fat man's eyes and felt a chill! Could this fat man really have something wrong with him?!

"You, you, oh! Look at me..." The fat man spoke incoherently for a long time without even finishing a sentence, but Siller couldn't help laughing.

"Huh! Now that you are feeling better, you might as well tell me what happened before!" Old Quinn subconsciously took a step back and said in a deep voice.

With the sign of "Injector" covering his face, the fat man had already put aside his other thoughts. After hearing this, he hurriedly told the story of rescuing Zhuzhu.

"Mom, those people are talking nonsense! I didn't steal anything from them at all!" As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Zhuzhu pouted and shouted.

"My daughter, I know! Those people must have made a mistake!" Siler gently touched Zhuzhu's head and comforted her.

As she spoke, she exchanged a worried look with Old Quinn.

The fat man saw this clearly, his heart moved, and he asked the old man: "Zhuzhu was calling 'Daddy Quinn' at that time, was it you?!"

"Huh! Who else could it be if it wasn't me? Hey! It's all my fault for being careless and being distracted by irrelevant people! This is what puts the young master in danger, please punish me madam!" The old man said angrily,

Then he bowed to Silaire.

The beauty quickly helped the old man up, shook her head, but said nothing.

The fat man is very dissatisfied with Quinn's behavior. Can the anesthetist be so dragging? It's obviously your dereliction of duty that almost killed the little girl. If fat man and I hadn't taken action, what's the point of apologizing now?

At the same time, he felt that this matter was very strange, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he thought of the key to it.

"I'm afraid those unrelated people are in the same group as those who want to catch the beads! These screams are all over the place!" The fat man said with his eyes narrowed, and began to brush the hair from his forehead out of habit.

Silaire nodded upon hearing this, but Old Quinn asked with a gloomy face: "So what?"

The fat man didn't know why the old man always had this attitude towards him, and he felt unhappy, so he replied coldly: "What? That means they have other people. If they are willing to send out five anesthetists for a little girl, these guys will definitely

It’s inevitable. If you come back this way and don’t be more vigilant, they will most likely follow you here and launch another attack! Do you know that?!”

When the beauty and the old man heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

As if to verify the fat man's "crow's mouth", the sound of banging on the courtyard door suddenly sounded, accompanied by a noise.

Old Quinn's cloudy eyes were shining brightly again, and his face became more gloomy as he looked out.

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