"How did you get hurt here?" Fang Luo couldn't help but laugh when he remembered the location of her wound.

"Do you think it's funny?" Long San glanced at Fang Luo coldly and asked.

"It's not funny, it's not funny. Fang Luo hurriedly replied with a serious mouth.

"When you go on a mission, do you still have to agree with your enemies in advance, which parts can be injured and which parts can't be injured?" Ryuzo's voice said with a little killing intent: "I thought that the group of mad dogs of the mercenaries were dead, but I didn't expect them to lie on the ground and play and pretend to be dead." The good thing is that they have all paid for it. ”

In fact, the injury was in such a position, and Long San's heart was also a little embarrassed to death. It's just that she is an iron-blooded soldier, and on the battlefield, there is no gender distinction. For men and women, everyone looks at this kind of thing relatively lightly, and there is no sense of reserve and shyness of ordinary women.

Now Long San has only one thought in his heart, and that is to heal the wound as soon as possible.

As members of the most elite special forces in China, each member of them is in a state of readiness and danger at all times. Any wound left on the body could be a fatal flaw in the next battle. As a qualified Special Forces member, everyone should learn to keep their body and fitness in tip-top shape at all times.

Now Luo is understanding, why Long San was injured there, and the wound would not be so strange.

If this wound goes down further, he may never see Long San wearing leather clothes and leather pants in front of him playing with a knife and threatening himself at every turn.

Thinking of this, Fang Luo's heart slowly felt distressed and pity.

He walked back to the bed, looked at the bumpy curve of her back as she lay on her stomach, and said, "You'll have to pay more attention to it in the future." ”

"Don't you think you're talking nonsense?"

“”

Well, Fang Luo didn't continue to be hypocritical, he knew that Long San didn't eat this set at all. He disinfected the knife he held in his hand with alcohol again, then sat down on the bed again, and lifted the bath towel that covered the spring light little by little.

Ryuzo's wound started on her buttocks and went all the way to the base of her thighs. It can be imagined how fierce and dangerous this knife is for Ryuzo.

As soon as he thought that the sharp dagger had cut through the flesh and blood, and blood was spraying out from the delicate girl in front of him, Fang Luo's heart actually had an inexplicable twitching feeling.

As a big man, when encountering such an injury, he will feel unbearable pain. How did she, a weak woman, persevere?

Did she cry?

Did she confide in others?

"Spread the legs a little bit apart. Fang Luo collected his emotions and spoke.

Ryuzo moved, with great difficulty, and once again parted his legs a little.

The knife in Fang Luo's hand slid down again, slicing open the skin of the tender eggplant that had just been received, allowing the crimson blood to flow out.

The blood was very red, which proved that she had bandaged and reduced inflammation for the wound herself.

Fang Luo let his gaze stay on the wound and the scalpel in his hand, allowing himself to try to maintain this mental focus. However, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This time, he didn't use anesthetics, but Ryuzo seemed to have no instincts, and he just covered his head with a pillow from beginning to end. Even, Fang Luo hadn't heard the woman in front of him snort in pain.

This woman!

How strong is the heart?

Wait until Fang Luo used the knife in his hand to draw a line along the wound in front of him, and then quickly poured the medicine powder that had been prepared a long time ago on her wound little by little.

This time, he finally used up all the treasures he had made after obtaining the skills of Chinese medicine.

Miraculously, the powder used immediately stopped the blood from flowing. It's just that the original gray-brown powder has also been dyed dark red.

Fang Luo put down the knife in his hand, found a cotton ball to wipe all the blood stains on her thigh, and then used gauze to tie her wound firmly.

When he had done all this, Fang Luo cleaned up the knife again, and threw all the blood-stained red cotton balls and discarded gauze into the trash. Then he immediately ran to the bathroom and gasped for breath.

Oh my god! It's so exciting.

Because it was Ryusan's room, Fang Luo saw from the mirror in the bathroom that there was a small white object on the hanger behind Qiang, revealing a small foot. He reached for it, studied it under his eyes, and finally determined that it was a small pair of panties.

What kind of poor is this, to wear white.

After Fang Luo came out, Long San hurriedly rushed into the shower. Obviously, she had already remembered, her pants and panties had been put inside, and she hadn't hidden them in time.

Fang Luo pretended not to know about this matter, and was just busy cleaning up the blood on the sheets.

"People who don't know will think that this is virgin blood, right?" Fang Luo thought as he looked at the large pool of blood on the white sheets.

Then, he shook his head again and said, "I shouldn't be so stupid. How can someone shed several liters of blood for the first time? It's just a piece of membrane, not a piece of flesh. ”

When Long San came out again, his lower body was still draped in that white bath towel.

Fang Luo was still a little puzzled, and then he understood the key to this question. Because the wound on her ass had just been cut open by Fang Luo, it was very difficult to put on her tight leather pants even now.

"You are not allowed to talk about this to anyone. Long San said coldly to Fang Luo.

When she spoke, she didn't even look at Fang Luo's eyes.

Obviously, even if she wanted to tell herself, it was just healing.

However, there was obviously something wrong with me.

Last time, this guy was shown on his back, and maybe on his chest.

But at that time, Long San felt that he was relatively calm.

But this time, she always had a twisted feeling in her heart.

After all, that part has another special meaning for a woman.

Qin Luo pretended not to know what was going on, and was just busy cleaning up the blood on the sheets.

"What's the matter?" Fang Luo said with a blank expression.

"That's what just happened. Long San glared at Fang Luo fiercely and spoke.

"What just happened? How I don't know. ”

Hearing this, Long San stared at Fang Luo for a long time before he nodded and said, "Since you forgot, it's best." ”

Fang Luo thought to himself, even if you forced me, I wouldn't be able to admit it.

What will I do if you threaten me with this to marry you?

-- Pull up to load the next chapter s -- > want to talk about "Shenhao's Leisurely Life" with more like-minded people, WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~