C118

Name:Unromantic Mr Leung Author:
Jiang Musang poured the alcohol on his shoulder blade without holding back. Originally, he had more or less sterilized it, but he had provoked her to insert his nails into her body again, so he still had to dispel the poison once more.

Unexpectedly, He Liancheng only frowned, but there was still a smile in his eyes as he stared at her, as if he was looking at something interesting.

Only after throwing a few lumps of cotton did he manage to wipe the blood clean. He then sprinkled some alcohol on the surroundings to completely disinfect it before sprinkling it with medicinal powder and bandaging it. During the bandage, he made He Liancheng sit up so that it would be easier to coil around.

"You do this a lot?" She was not a novice.

Jiang Musang did not answer his question. After neatly bandaging him up, she got down from his body. The scissors on the bedside table quickly cut off the clothes on her right leg, exposing her bright red wound.

He put down the scissors and picked up the knife. He then took out a lighter from his pocket and held it against the knife. When the knife was almost hot enough, he looked at him and asked, "What should I do?"

He Liancheng reached out to touch the wound, and said: "There are some bones stuck into the meat, aimed at it when prying it open, once it is pulled out, it will immediately be disinfected and cleaned, poured some medicinal powder, and bandaged."

Hearing that, Jiang Musang stared at the wound again, paused for a moment, and put down the blade first, then picked up the bottle of white spirit wine on the table, gritted her teeth and gulped a few mouthfuls, the pungent liquid entering her stomach, only then did she feel slightly better.

Seeing that, He Liancheng smiled: Are you afraid?

"Cut the crap!"

Jiang Musang was indeed a little afraid that she would buy a bottle of white spirit wine. After all, this was a bullet and not something else.

"You'd better not scream later."

He Liancheng laughed, "Don't be afraid, you won't die. After you take it, I will get someone to come and fetch me."

Jiang Musang shot him a glance, did not say a word, picked up the knife again, and started digging into the meat, only after fumbling for a while did he start picking at a hole in the meat.

He Liancheng leaned on her, cold sweat dripping down his face from the pain from her movements. However, he still looked at her with a smile in his Phoenix eyes.

What should I do, become more and more moved, should I destroy my promise with He Tianchen and not let her go?

Jiang Musang was so focused on the work on his hands that he did not even notice He Liancheng's intentions.

She tried hard not to flinch or flinch. She carefully found a suitable opening and slowly began to pry upwards.

When the bullet gradually surfaced, she was so nervous that she almost didn't dare to breathe. Only after the bullet was completely removed did she truly heave a sigh of relief.

"Clang!" Throwing the bullet onto the table, Jiang Musang wiped off her sweat and looked up to see He Liancheng's pale face, smiling at her.

Jiang Musang kept the relaxed expression on her face. She threw the knife and took the alcohol.