Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

"Stop laughing." With such a good-looking face, but smiling like a fool, Su Qiao really couldn't bear it.

"Oh." Ji Hanfeng closed his mouth, but there was still a smile in his eyes.

Back at the small lake, Su Qiao did not sit down, but turned to look in the direction of Lin Zi, "Come out."

Ji Hanfeng immediately reacted, and immediately raised the bow and arrow, and Su Qiao reached out to stop him.

Immediately afterwards, two gray figures, one tall and one short, came out from behind the tree, supporting each other.

The tall one was a woman, dressed in sportswear that couldn't see the color, black and thin, even her lips were a little black.

He looked young, only in his thirties, but he had gray hair on his temples, and he looked very haggard.

The short one is a seven or eight-year-old boy. The white T-shirt on his body has turned khaki, his face is a little pale, but his eyes are dark and smart, and he looks in good spirits.

"What's the matter with you?" The mother and son had already followed them all the way.

The little boy stared at Ji Hanfeng with dark eyes: "Big brother..."

Su Qiao looked at Ji Hanfeng: "You know them?"

Ji Hanfeng thought for a while, and frowned slightly: "I think I have seen it before."

The woman hurriedly said carefully: "Sir, I... we met when we first arrived on the island."

The little boy nodded quickly and said, "Yes, big brother just woke up at that time, he was dumb, and he couldn't even speak..."

The woman hurriedly covered his mouth and whispered, "Xiaobao, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm sorry, Xiaobao is ignorant..."

Su Qiao didn't reply to her words, looking at the woman's lips that were getting darker and greener: "You are poisoned!"

It must have been bitten by poison.

"I... puff..."

Just as the woman was about to speak, a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"Mom!" the little boy screamed, hurriedly trying to support his mother.

However, others are also small and unable to hold on at all.

It was Su Qiao who quickly ran over and gave him a hand, so that he did not fall to the ground with him.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Xiaobao!"

"No...it's okay, mom...mommy is okay, little baby, don't cry."

The woman smiled, trying to appease her son, but black blood kept oozing from her mouth.

"Mom! Mom! Don't leave me, Xiaobao will be good, and Xiaobao will never talk nonsense again."

The little boy wept with tears all over his face, carefully cradling his mother's head into his arms.

Su Qiao frowned slightly, took out a small paper bag from her backpack, and fed two pills into the woman's mouth.

Then he pinched her wrist and probed, and opened her eyes again to take a look.

Some shook his head regretfully: "The poison has penetrated into the internal organs, and there is no cure."

If she had eaten her detox pill when she was just poisoned, she would probably still be alive.

The woman seems to have known her situation for a long time, and there is no accident.

She stroked her son's little hand, which was so thin that only bones were left, and warned cautiously, "Xiaobao... Mom... Mom may not be able to accompany you anymore. Remember what Mom said to you."

Xiaobao wiped his tears indiscriminately, shrugged his nose, and nodded vigorously:

"Mom, Xiaobao remembers it. What mother said, Xiaobao will remember everything in his heart and will not forget it. Mom, don't leave Xiaobao behind."

Speaking of the back, the little boy who pretended to be strong couldn't help shedding tears.

"Little Treasure doesn't cry, man is... he bleeds... he doesn't cry."

The woman knew that she was running out of time, and looked at Su Qiao with some pleading: "Little ... Miss, I ... can I ... speak to you alone?"

"Okay." Su Qiao hesitated for a moment and motioned Ji Hanfeng to take the little boy away.