103 Rose has closed her eyes and no longer pays attention to all this, although she is facing her closest man, she is still relatively conservative in this regard, even if she is bewitching, it is just to make men more happy.

At this moment, above the belly and below the chest, the rose is wrapped in a white cloth, and you can smell the smell of Chinese medicine emanating from that place, mixing with the charming fragrance of the rose, which is particularly refreshing.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, picked up a delicate small pair of scissors from the drawer of the bedside table, and cut it against the bandaging cloth. The strip of cloth wasn't too tight, and it was cut and gradually fell onto the bed, revealing Rose's skin.

"Husband, what are you doing here?" Rose asked strangely when she saw this scene.

Yang Chen didn't reply, and after cutting all the strips of cloth that had been wrapped and bandaged, he carefully removed them, revealing the gunshot wound sores of the rose inside.

Although there was some pain, Rose didn't care much, but saw that her ugly bloody wound was seen by Yang Chen, and looked at Yang Chen very sadly, worried that Yang Chen would not like it, after all, no one would want to have a hole in their woman's body.

In fact, the injury is not a serious thing for Rose, but if the gunshot wound leaves a scar on her abdomen, it is the most difficult thing for a young woman who is born with a wonderful body and loves beauty.

Yang Chen looked at the bright red in front of him, glanced at Rose with pity, and comforted: "Don't worry, I'm not a little white face who can't see blood, a gunshot wound is like a soldier's medal in my eyes, I will only like it, I won't hate it." ”

"But I don't like it. Rose whispered, don't overdo it.

Yang Chen smiled, suddenly lifted the scissors in his hand, and cut them down on the tip of his index finger in his other hand!

After cutting through the cortex of her index finger without hesitation, Yin Hong's blood flowed out of Yang Chen's fingertips and dripped onto Rose's wound......

Rose felt a cold liquid in her wound, and turned her head suspiciously, her beautiful eyes were suddenly full of shock!

"Husband, you ......"

"Don't speak!Don't move!No matter what you see or feel, don't move!" Yang Chen drank the rose solemnly.

Seeing the serious expression on Yang Chen's face, Rose didn't dare to say more, and saw that the blood between Yang Chen kept gushing out, dripping onto her wounds.

Soon, Rose felt a trace of numbness coming from her wound, it was an indescribable special feeling, as if some kind of force was pulling her body, but it was not under her control at all, and the original pain around the wound gradually disappeared, all transformed into a strange numb warmth.

But the next image is unimaginable for Rose......

Yang Chen had just cut open the fingertip wound that had not been open for tens of seconds, and it was actually scabbing at a speed visible to the naked eye, repairing the bleeding wound by itself!

Yang Chen frowned, picked up the scissors again, and cut open the scar that had just been formed with one knife, letting the blood drip down again. It was as if the finger didn't belong to him at all, and there was no mercy.

In this way, Yang Chen's fingers continued to scab and repair, and they were constantly cut by himself, so that the blood could continue to drip down.

How painful it is to keep hurting on a person's wounds!?

Rose finally understood what kind of "feeling" Yang Chen was talking about, it was indeed unbearable, but it was not because her body felt itchy and unbearable, but when she saw Yang Chen constantly cutting her fingertips with cold scissors, letting the blood flow, ten fingers connected to her heart!

But seeing Yang Chen's preoccupation with dripping his blood on his wounds, Rose didn't dare to move, only feeling that the tears that had just stopped welled up in her eyes again.

The tears that had not flowed in the previous 20 years of life seemed to have been made up in this early morning.

He is constantly self-harming, using his own blood to "heal" himself?

After about seven or eight minutes, Yang Chen's fingers didn't know how many times to heal themselves, Yang Chen saw that the blood from the rose wound was almost the same, so he put down the scissors, and after simply wiping his fingers with a tissue, his fingers seemed to have no wounds at all.

Rose lay on the bed and looked at Yang Chen in a daze, her beautiful goose egg face didn't know when it started, it had already recovered a little bit of blood, and her jade-like face looked very soft.

"Okay, rest for more than ten minutes, and you should be almost fine. Yang Chen said with a smile.

Rose seemed to finally come to her senses, and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why is this happening...... I was seriously injured just now, but now I feel like the wound is healed......"

"Don't think about it too much, just treat my blood as the most advanced healing medicine. ”

"But ......"

"Don't do it", Yang Chen looked unusually calm, his eyes wandering slightly, "I don't want to be seen as a monster, so don't ask me more questions, okay?"

Seeing the trace of pathos that instantly appeared on Yang Chen's face, Rose immediately stopped questioning, she had never seen Yang Chen show such deep sorrow, what kind of secret did this man's body hide?

What kind of gloomy world is behind his infinite power?

"You're not a monster...... Rose said with a determined expression.

"If you are injured, you can recover on your own immediately, and even if you fall from more than ten floors, you will be unscathed, so you are not a monster...... I don't believe it myself......"

"I said you're not, you're not!" Rose stretched out a warm hand and pressed it on the back of Yang Chen's hand, a little coquettish and stubborn.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "But some people don't think so. ”

"Then I'll be a monster with you. ”

"Fool's ......"

The warm and sweet quiet time always seems fast, and after kissing me and me in the bedroom with Rose for a short while, there is a knock on the door outside.

Except for a few of Rose's most important henchmen, no one dared to knock on this door.

"Come in. Rose said a little lazily.

It was Xiao Zhao who carefully pushed open the door, this round-faced young man had a deep appearance before entering the door, with a frown, but when he came in, he saw that Rose was already sitting upright on the bed, wearing plain white clean pajamas, not sickly at all, smiling at himself, he wondered if he was dazzled!

"Big sister...... You...... How do you ......" Xiao Zhao stammered slightly.

"What, I'm recovering so fast, aren't you happy?"

"No, no, no......" Xiao Zhao hurriedly waved his hand, he really couldn't figure out why he had just treated the gunshot wound, why was the sleeping rose suddenly like nothing again, looking at Yang Chen who was yawning beside him, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but guess if it was a miracle brought by this magical man...... However, Yang Chen is not a doctor, let alone Doramon, how can he make Rose get better immediately?

But no matter what, the miraculous recovery of the rose made Xiao Zhao smile, and suddenly he had a backbone.

"Sister, it's good that you're awake, otherwise we really don't know what to do next, someone would come into our bar to see you. Xiao Zhao said.

"Who?"

"Yes...... It was your father, President Situ of the Western League Society, and he also brought a lot of leaders of the Western League Association, saying that he was coming to visit the eldest sister's injury. Xiao Zhao said carefully.

An imperceptible glimmer flashed in Rose's eyes, and she glanced at Yang Chen on the side, Yang Chen hugged an indifferent look, Rose nodded, and said knowingly: "Xiao Zhao, you go out first, treat yourself well, let the brothers not be careless, and don't have a dispute first." I'll go out when I'm going to take a shower. ”

"Okay eldest sister...... Xiao Zhao hesitated, but still asked with concern: "But eldest sister, are you really okay?"

"You'll find out later. ”

After Xiao Zhao went out, Rose looked at Yang Chen shyly, "Husband, you should go out first, I want to take a bath." ”

"I'll help you with the wind. "Yang Chen is serious.

Rose rolled her eyes, apparently immune to Yang Chen's rogue appearance.

Yang Chen saw that there was no sweetness to taste, so he had to pat his ass and reluctantly walked out of the bedroom and walked towards the bar hall.

As soon as I entered the hall, I felt that the atmosphere in the whole bar was oppressive, and at this time there were already many people sitting in the bar, crowded with people, there were twenty or thirty on each side, and each of them had black faces, smiling and smiling.

On the side of the bar are Xiao Zhao and several other young Red Thorn Club main figures, after all, the Red Thorn Club has only been established for a short time, although the momentum is developing rapidly, but the vast majority of them are composed of young people, so they will appear to be more than brave in many confrontations with the Western League, and the experience of the city government is insufficient.

And the person from the other side of the Western Alliance Society was a cadre brought by Rose's father, Situ Mingze.

Situ Mingze's facial features and Rose do not look like father and daughter, but they are also dignified, wearing a Givenchy white checkered shirt, and a Rolex silver collector's watch in his hand, he looks like an ordinary urban middle-aged gold collar, and his temperament does not look like an underworld boss at all.

At this moment, Situ Mingze was sitting on a black leather sofa, holding Erlang's legs, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand, and he was sucking tea without a mouthful, leisurely.

And beside Situ Mingze, there were also several bigwigs in different costumes, and what surprised Yang Chen was that Zhang Hu, who was familiar, was also sitting next to Situ Mingze, and when he saw Yang Chen walking out, he didn't react, as if he didn't know him at all.

The little brothers on both sides are tense, but several bigwigs of the Western League Association are idle, whispering and talking about something, and they don't take all this seriously, which is enough to show that there is still a huge gap between these internal leaders of the Western League Association who have seen the wind and waves and these "little friends" of the Red Thorn Society.

Yang Chen had only seen Situ Mingze in photos before, this was the first time he had seen a real person, to put it mildly, this well-maintained man was still his "father-in-law", but unfortunately, everyone else had turned their faces against him, and his "son-in-law" still saved that heart.

"Xiao Zhao, why are you sitting there staring, come over here and mix a glass of Bloody Mary for me. Yang Chen hooked his hand at the little leopard-like Xiao Zhao, he didn't want to follow this group of people to compare that ridiculous momentum, so he still drank some wine and waited for Rose to come out.

Although Xiao Zhao felt that this scene was a little embarrassing, Yang Chen didn't dare not go to summon him, so he immediately got down from his seat and smiled to bartangle Yang Chen.

This picture made the people in the entire tense bar hall look at Yang Chen with strange eyes.

Among the few sitting bigwigs of the Ximeng Association, a thin-faced man with a pipe in his mouth, who seemed to be the youngest among them, raised his eyebrows, took off his pipe and pointed at Yang Chen, and asked with a smile: "You kid, is that little white face raised by a slut?"