Chapter 1863: Fan the flames

A smug sneer appeared at the corner of Jiang Rong's mouth! !

This is all right, as long as Mrs. Lian Zi takes a shot, you can easily clean up the ugly.

In this way, their threats no longer exist.

He whispered and whispered, "Chou'er, what's the matter with you? In front of everyone, how can I prevent Madam from coming to stage like this?!"

Her voice was not loud, Madam Zhongding couldn't hear her, but Madam Lianzi could hear her clearly.

Mrs. Zhongding’s laughter had prevented Mrs. Li Zi from coming to the stage, her face was red, and she was very angry.

Now that Jiang Rong was so ignited, his anger was even more vigorous, and he raised his hand immediately and slapped it unceremoniously.

"Meaning maid!!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were cold, pretending to be panicked, raising his hand to block.

The moment she raised her hand, she instantly grabbed the hot teapot and ran into the slender hand of Mrs. Zi Zi.

"Ah..." Madame Lian Zi jumped up amidst the screams.

"lady……"

Jiang Rong and the others also changed their faces, exclaiming and surrounding them.

"Madam, how are you?"

"Madam's hand is burned, go and get the ointment..."

"..."

Madam Lian Zi's maid messed up, and Madam Zhongding also pretended to move forward.

"What's wrong? What happened to my sister's hand?"

Mrs. Lian Zi's tender white fingers were already red and swollen into red-skinned shrimp, and dozens of blisters of various sizes were burned on the back of her hand.

Mrs. Lian Zi just screamed, as if losing her soul, Huarong paled: "My hand...my hand...my hand is useless..."

Jiang Rong held her wrist to prevent her from scratching: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get the scald ointment?"

The maids looked at each other immediately.

They are here to demonstrate, oh no, they are here as guests.

Since it's a guest, who will bring burns and scald ointments when going out? !

Only Mrs. Chongding has ointment in this place.

But she saw Madame Li Zi’s injury in her eyes, and didn't say a word about letting people take the ointment. How did she let them talk? ?

If she had the intention, she would have been taken to take it long ago, and she would still pretend that nothing happened like this?

How could Mrs. Zhongding not hear what Jiang Rong and others said, but just pretended to be confused, just kept comforting Mrs. Lianzi.

"Sister, wait a while, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon..."

Everyone said a good fart.

If you don't use the ointment, you won't get better in your life.

But at this time no one dared to mention the ointment, so as not to offend Madam Chongding, one by one was also bluffing and comforting Madam Li Zi,

Madame Lian Zi's screaming voice became dumb, and the pain on the back of her hand became clearer and clearer.

"Where's the ointment, why haven't the ointment been brought?"

Jiang Rong also pretended to scream at the people behind him: "How come a bunch of useless things are so slow?! Go urging them, hurry up..."

Madam Zhongding watched Mrs. Zi Lianzi's hand getting purple and the blisters getting bigger and bigger, she deliberately angered.

"Come on, let's see what's going on? It can be so slow to take a salve..."

Sister Ma knows, and hastened her head: "The slave and maidservant will be reminded!"

She tossed for a long time, then took the ointment and put it on Mrs. Li Zi.

At this moment, Madam Lian Zi had a hoarse voice, and she leaned in Jiang Rong's arms as if she collapsed, feeling weak.