Chapter 147 Shen Qingyan and Yan Liti Know the Truth About Rebirth
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Having only met her twice, not only did she get to eat human flesh, but now she's even making her profit from human blood at such a young age!
That's very kind of you.
After a flurry of activity, Shen Qingyan was carried to the bed by Qiao Changdong and Qiao Changcai.
The Qiao family members surrounded the bed, looking at Shen Qingyan, who was pale and unconscious, with different expressions on their faces.
"Is he really alright?" Grandma Qiao asked with a worried expression.
"Should we take him to the hospital instead?" Qiao Xiaoyun suggested after a quick check-up.
"Yes, so much blood, it couldn't have been from us, could it?" Mo Wenpei said guiltily.
I thought it was me and Qiao Changcai who beat the person up like this.
"Don't worry about him. He's used to vomiting. Just let him lie there. He'll wake up on his own later. You don't need to do anything!" Yan Liti said nonchalantly.
She has no time to care about that good-for-nothing son who keeps vomiting blood.
She was completely focused on Qiao Qiao.
She didn't even glance at Shen Qingyan lying on the bed. Instead, she squatted down in front of Qiao Qiao, whose face was being wiped by Qiao Changdong, wanting to figure out what the rebirth mentioned in the bubble meant.
Her eyes were red, and her hands and voice were trembling uncontrollably: "My dear, you...you have to explain to Grandma what rebirth really means?"
Of course, Qiao Qiao couldn't say.
But when the Qiao family heard her say the word "rebirth," they knew that Yan Liti could also see the small bubbles on Qiao Qiao's forehead.
The Qiao family members once again moved in unison, looking at Shen Qingyan, who was still unconscious on the bed, with knowing expressions on their faces.
It turns out it was stimulated by the story of "Good Baby | Good Baby Rebirth".
Tsk.
The Qiao family members shook their heads in unison, their eyes all conveying the same meaning—no wonder she was called a piece of trash by her mother.
Such a small thing, and you're so agitated you vomit blood and faint. You're really no good!