The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 273: This girl is so pitiful

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"Save her! Save her!" The crazy man was mumbling to himself, but he still held the quilt roll in his arms tightly. A strand of hair fell out from it, and the man was so busy that his face He leaned over and rubbed it, "Girl, I will tie your hair and braid it for you. I will do as many braids as you want..."

"Is she your daughter?" Chen Qingxuan looked at the side and guessed. While looking at the man's slightly purple hands and feet, he immediately screamed secretly. He was so busy that he said to the man with a cold face, "If you don't want your daughter to die, give her to me quickly! Otherwise, you will never have the chance to braid her hair in this life!"

The man immediately looked horrified. He looked blankly into the quilt roll, and then looked at Chen Qingxuan. His originally crazy eyes seemed to have regained a trace of clarity. He dragged his bleeding legs On one leg, he crawled towards Chen Qingxuan and said to him tremblingly: "Please save her, please save her..."

Chen Qingxuan hurriedly went over to pick up the quilt roll, but the man kept holding on to it. He stared blankly at the strand of black hair, tears falling down, and he was unwilling to let go.

"Don't worry, I can definitely save her." Chen Qingxuan couldn't bear to see it. He reached out and patted the man's shoulder gently, and said, "And you, you can't stay in the snow forever. If you stay here, your hands and feet will be frozen and you will be in trouble for the rest of your life."

The man finally handed the quilt roll into Chen Qingxuan's hand. At the same time, he was so busy that he took out five ingots and ten taels of silver from his arms and stuffed them into Chen Qingxuan's arms. At the same time, he kept kowtowing to Chen Qingxuan: "Please, I must save her. I still have money at home. I have as much as I want. You must save her..."

"I will do it, don't worry," Chen Qingxuan said hurriedly, while trying to help the man, but there was still someone in his hand, and he couldn't help him at the moment. He looked at the ground soaked with blood. Xue, who was tired, looked at the man's legs and feet again, and asked a little hesitantly, "Can you stand up?"

"Leave me alone!" the man said hurriedly, wiping the tears on his face in a panic while urging Chen Qingxuan, "Save her! Go and save her!"

"My house is right in front, which is the Jixian Bookstore. If you can stand up, just follow me. If you can't, don't force it. I don't know if you have injured any bones. I will come back to pick you up." Chen Qingxuan said, while holding the person in the quilt, he turned around and ran towards Jixian Bookstore in a hurry.

"Grandma! Grandma! Come and help!" When he was still several feet away from Jixian Bookstore, Chen Qingxuan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Grandma! Hurry up!"

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Grandma Chen was sweeping the kang in the house when she heard Chen Qingxuan's voice. She was so busy that she rushed out, chasing Chen Qingxuan with a quilt in his arms. Coming in, she was so busy that she followed in and asked uneasily, "Qingxuan, what are you holding in your arms?"

"Grandma, it's a patient I met on the way," Chen Qingxuan gasped, holding the person in his arms, and went straight into his bedroom. Fortunately, Grandma Chen had already packed the kang, and Chen Qingxuan put the person on the bed. On the kang, he urged Grandma Chen, "Grandma, make the mattress for me, hurry up!"

"Oh!" At that moment, Grandma Chen was so busy that she climbed onto the kang and spread the mattress. When she turned around, she saw Chen Qingxuan unfolding the tattered quilt roll. Grandma Chen looked at the quilt exposed inside. The thin little face suddenly gasped in shock, "This, this is that girl! What happened? What happened?!"

Chen Qingxuan was also startled, and he was so busy that he carried A Chou onto the kang. He rolled her eyelids to check and felt her pulse at the same time.

"How's it going?" Grandma Chen was worried to death. Seeing that Chen Qingxuan hadn't checked her pulse for a long time, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What's wrong with this girl?"

"Why are you so cold? I just got typhoid fever again," Chen Qingxuan said with a frown. He let go of A Chou's hand and took the quilt to cover A Chou. He sat on the edge of the bed. Looking at A Chou's gray lips, he sighed, "This girl is really pitiful."

"Qingxuan, hurry up and prepare medicine for this girl!" Grandma Chen was urging her. She remembered that she was getting angry. "You see such a big movement, she didn't even react, and she didn't even know she was sleeping. How long!"