Chapter 527

"Han Zhan!" Chu Zhi's breath was unstable, his voice was rapid and trembling, "just ask me to have a look, okay?"

Did Chu Zhi ever talk to someone like that? Han Zhan's heart immediately became a ball.

Chu Zhi couldn't say how she felt. She just felt that when she saw Han Zhan's injury, she seemed to give a punch in the chest. The overwhelming depression swept her with a dense pain. She couldn't breathe and her throat was flustered.

The hand hanging on the side of the body clenched into a fist. It didn't reach out until half a ring. It was slow and stubborn. It lifted the dress hem again.

Han Zhan tried to stop it, but he was a little late.

Chu Zhi was lucky that he had been in a big prison in his previous life, but he was kept in solitary confinement, and they didn't dare to do anything to her. But I saw with my own eyes how the prison guards interrogated the prisoners. If you go down one set of torture tools after another, even the iron ones can poke you into a sieve.

Han Zhan's legs, with new wounds and old wounds, are stacked one after another, and none of them is intact. The mottled blood is mixed with unmelted honey and salt, and many flesh and blood turn out to be scarlet. This is what the executioner tied the prisoner to the bench and pulled out with a whip soaked in honey and with an inverted hook. The punished person is bound all over his body. He can't move if he wants to, but can only bear it.

Chu Zhi once saw someone being beaten to death.

If there is a man with hard bones, sprinkle salt on it, and he will feel pain and tear his heart and lungs, but that's all.

Chu Zhi's smooth, white and tender slender jade finger reached out and touched it twice. This time, her hand didn't move, but her low eyelashes like butterfly wings shook violently. Only after half a sound did she hoarse her voice and say, "it's broken."

Han Zhan knew that his wife was powerful. He didn't expect to be so powerful. He knew that his leg was broken at a touch.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense and the stalemate was fierce, Han Zhan's heart jumped fiercely. He pretended to be relaxed and joked: "Zhizhi, you're powerful. You can not only prick needles, but also touch bones. In the future, if we don't work as officials in the DPRK, will you open a medical school to hang pots to help the world?"

Seeing Chu Zhi didn't speak, Han Zhan touched his nose.

Half a ring, whispered, "it's broken, but my father has helped me get it back."

Zhongyong Hou, who came from the general's family and came out of the shadow of the sword, can still pick up a bone.

Chu Zhi certainly knew that his leg had been taken back, but

"... does it hurt?"

Naturally, it hurts. Han Zhan has always had good clothes and food, fresh clothes and angry horses. He has never suffered such a crime.

Han Zhan's smile made the original coquettish face look silly: "it doesn't hurt!"

Somehow, Chu Zhi was angry when she heard her words, especially when she clearly held up to the limit. She was both distressed and angry. All kinds of emotions mixed together. The impact was sour in her eyes and choked in her throat.

She pressed her fingertips hard on an injured part. Han Zhan was caught off guard and took a cold breath in pain.

On his white face, Chu Zhi pursed his lips and forbeared: "no pain?"

"Er..." Han Zhan glanced at Chu Zhi and whispered, "it still hurts..."

"Pain? Do you still know pain? I think you're made of iron and copper! Who taught you that you didn't say a word when you were so badly hurt? Are you a fool?"

Seeing that Chu Zhi was angry, Han Zhan's eyes suddenly collapsed and looked at Chu Zhi pitifully. A pair of hooks and people's peach blossom eyes were wet, and even the corners of his eyes were red, which was more charming and charming than women.

Chu Zhi's heart stagnated.

"Zhizhi, I hurt so much..." Wei qubaba looked like he had been wronged by Tianda, and his voice was even crisper than Chu Zhi's.

He was born with a flirtatious and beautiful face, red lips and white teeth. It seemed that dandy was harmless. In fact, he was darker and more cruel than anyone. He was cheated by his skin bag and thought it was a good fool.

Chu Zhi's heart was broken by his painful cry.

Naturally, it hurts. How can it not hurt? There are many scars all over. Han Zhan's bones are hard and hard to support until now.

Seeing Han Zhan shouting pain, Chu Zhi's anger immediately disappeared.

But on his pathetic expression, he couldn't help saying, "talk to me!"

"You are cruel to me!" Han Zhan shriveled his mouth. "I hurt so much, you are cruel to me." Chu Zhi's eyelids jumped fiercely.

She doesn't understand. A seven foot man has such a delicate and sticky appearance in private. He's tight when he says a word!

Han Zhan is unskilled, but he can't stand being smart. It is said that Han Qian is a natural prodigy. If Han Qian is a few years older, he may be on a par with Gu Changyan. In fact, everyone knows that Han Zhan is far more intelligent than Han Qian, but he has sex and fun in his life. He always teases dogs with chickens, goes to the house and uncovers tiles. Therefore, the world only says that Han Zhan is an unskilled dandy bag, But I don't know that he is a real intelligent man.

If Han Zhan plays with his heart, few people can match him.

Just like now, knowing that Chu Zhi loved him, he took the opportunity to sell miserably and held Chu Zhi's arm: "Zhizhi, I miss you so much..."

Chu Zhi's sharp heart trembled fiercely.

She seemed rude, but in fact she carefully held Han Zhan's wrist and felt his pulse.

Fortunately, Han Zhan has a good foundation. It's just some skin injuries. He'll recover after two or three months.

At this time, the servant girls had prepared water for Han Zhan to bathe. However, there were too many wounds on his body, so Chu Zhi helped him himself.

"I added herbs to the water, which is good for your wound, but it hurts. You should bear it."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "when did my noble little Marquis cry for pain? I don't even blink if I want to be punished like the prison!"

This is a little boastful, but whenever he can't stand the pain, he will think of Zhizhi. As long as he thinks of Zhizhi, he feels he can again, so he can make it through again and again.

Fortunately, it's late autumn. If it were midsummer, the wound would have festered and festered. You have to gouge out the rotten meat with the tip of a knife. That's the real suffering.

Even so, it was an hour after Chu Zhi helped Han Zhan bathe.

The plaster had already been prepared. Chu Zhi wiped Han Zhan carefully and tied his broken right leg. After these busy hours, Chu Zhi also sweated.

"You rest first, I'll take a bath." Chu Zhi personally helped Han Zhan lie down, and then went to the compartment.

As a result, when she came back, she found Han Zhan staring at her. When she saw her coming out, her eyes lit up: "Zhizhi!"

Chu Zhi was overwhelmed by his hot eyes: "why haven't you rested?"

"Wait for you!" Han Zhan blinked. "I can't sleep without you."

Chuzhi Weidun.

Han Zhan reached out and patted his side: "Zhizhi, come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Don't move!" Chu Zhi was still a step late. She stepped forward two steps. "Didn't they all say don't ask you to move around? You're injured on your arm, so you've taken medicine. You have to have a good rest!"

"Zhizhi is the medicine that cures me."

[author's digression]: Chu Zhi: to tell you the truth, Han Zhan is really good at it. I can't resist it.

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