The cold water rinsed the wound, making Chen Tianlang's whole body tremble, and he felt that the pain had touched his heart, and the pain was painful.

"What, does it hurt?" Xia Qing asked with concern.

"It doesn't hurt, that's fake. Chen Tianlang took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, lit one and said, "I hope this can be better." ”

"Excuses, excuses for smoking!" Xia Qing glanced at him. Then gently wipe the wound on the calf with a clean towel in a very light and gentle motion.

"Hiss!" The towel wiped the exposed flesh and skin, making Chen Tianlang can't help but hiss in pain.

Xia Qing quickly took the towel away, and asked in an apologetic voice: "How is it?

"Girl, is it okay to have a little common sense, don't wipe the wound with a towel, who knows what this towel is used for, it's not good that my wound heals but I have other infectious diseases, and there is no place to cry!" Chen Tianlang heard Xia Qing's cautious tone, and deliberately exaggeratedly shouted.

Xia Qing was teased by him, the tension just now eased slightly, gently wiped the blood around the wound with a towel, and then suddenly said: "Chen Tianlang, I think you are different from other boys." ”

Chen Tianlang paused, then said with a smile: "Why is it not like this? It's not two eyes and one nose." ”

Xia Qing didn't say anything more, but he couldn't think of why a seventeen-year-old boy would have such courage and courage, and his aura and ease when facing the enemy made Xia Qing feel that his father's demeanor in officialdom was not as manly as Chen Tianlang at that moment.

The two of them stopped talking, Xia Qing's cheeks were a little red, this was the first time she had served a man, although it was not ambiguous, but there would always be a woman's unique shyness.

Like many girls, Xia Qing has had countless fantasies before, fantasizing that he and the man are as romantic as Qiong Yao's novels, the man should be personable and elegant, but the young man in front of him is very strong, one meter eight tall, and has a bronzed skin that makes a woman's heart palpitate more than wheat, although he was injured, he still stood there proudly, like a mountain peak, standing still, just like when he was doing it with a mad dog, he kept Kong Yueyuan and himself behind him, and did not take a step back.

At this time, Lei Gong's voice came from outside: "Okay, don't you take so long to wash the wound!"

Chen Tianlang came out with Xia Qing's support, Zhou Xiaojun smoked a cigarette and looked at him coldly, not paying any attention to whether he would take the opportunity to escape before.

Lei Gong used an alcohol lamp to cauterize scissors and suture needles, and when he saw Chen Tianlang coming back, he motioned Xia Qing to move a stool and put it in front of him, and asked Chen Tianlang to sit on it and lift his calves up, and suddenly seemed to remember something, glanced at Zhou Xiaojun next to him and said, "It's over, I don't have anesthetics here, what should I do?"

Zhou Xiaojun looked at Chen Tianlang and said, "How about it, the fight is happy, now there is no anesthetic, do you want to be more happy?"

If Chen Tianlang opened his mouth to beg for mercy at this time, or expressed his relenting, Zhou Xiaojun would ask Lei Gong to simply help him bandage it, and then go to the hospital tomorrow to stitch up the wound, but Chen Tianlang said directly: "Stitch it, I can hold it." ”

Zhou Xiaojun was surprised, pretending to be a tough guy, right? You have to bear it! So he made a public gesture at the thunder.

Lei Gongxin said, this public security comrade is ruthless enough, and so is this hairy boy, if you can't take it softly, you don't need to find guilt yourself, but he said in his heart, but his hands moved, so he didn't even have an anesthetic, and he was ready to stitch up the wound directly.

"Relax, the stitches don't hurt. Lei Gong patted Chen Tianlang's leg and signaled Chen Tianlang to relax, Chen Tianlang took a few deep breaths, nodded and said that there was no problem, Lei Gong picked up the alcohol cotton and began to wipe the wound.

Seeing that piece of alcohol cotton touching the exposed flesh, Xia Qing had the urge to close his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, and even Zhou Xiaojun frowned. As a public security policeman, he has had the experience of injuring his body and then disinfecting it with alcohol cotton, so he naturally knows the strong pain that high-concentration alcohol will produce when it is stained on the wound.

But the alcohol cotton was wiped on the wound, Chen Tianlang's body was motionless, not even a slight movement, he could only hear the "Gege" sound made by him gritting his teeth hard, and before a piece of alcohol cotton was wiped, Chen Tianlang's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but from beginning to end, he did not let out a moan.

Zhou Xiaojun couldn't help but look at him more, this young man made him feel a little admired, he had such strong endurance at such a young age.

Lei Gong changed four pieces of alcohol cotton to wipe the wound, picked up the hook scissors, passed the gut into the suture needle, and began to suture the wound.

If the pain time of alcohol cotton disinfection just now is still short, then the pain of wound suturing is enough to make people maddened, Chen Tianlang, who has been silent, couldn't help but snort with his nose when he was pierced by a needle into the flesh!

At this time, Zhou Xiaojun gently patted him on the shoulder with his hand, not knowing whether he was encouraging him to support him or ridiculing him for being a good man.

As for Xia Qing, he had already closed his eyes.

Chen Tianlang Rao is willpower is amazing, but he couldn't bear it when he was pierced through the skin by a needle, and suddenly, he grabbed Zhou Xiaojun's hand that was pressed on his shoulder, and he grabbed it tightly, and he was about to bleed.

Zhou Xiaojun didn't say anything, let him grab his hand, Chen Tianlang's snort became faster and faster with the speed of threading---

Zhou Xiaojun suddenly asked at this time: "Do you have anything to say to me, why do you want to hurt the other party?"

If someone else is changed, being suddenly asked by Zhou Xiaojun in this situation will definitely be confused, but Chen Tianlang gritted his teeth and said: "It's not intentional, it's to save people." ”

In this way, while the wound was stitched up, a confession was directly asked.

A strange scene appeared in the examination room.

From beginning to end, Zhou Xiaojun asked very carefully, Chen Tianlang had to divert his attention to answer his questions, and during this period, Xia Qing occasionally mixed two sentences, mainly to help Chen Tianlang exonerate himself.

When the interrogation was almost over, Chen Tianlang's wound was almost treated, Lei Gong wiped the blood that came out of the wound because of the stitching with an alcohol cotton, and then sewed the last stitch, skillfully knotted the intestines, and said: "I'll help you wrap the gauze in a while, drink more pork liver soup and pig blood porridge in the past few days, and replenish the qi and blood." ”

Chen Tianlang nodded, thanked Xie Leigong, and suddenly said to Zhou Xiaojun: "Of course, thank you." ”

"Thank you for what, thank you for arresting you?" Zhou Xiaojun glanced at him.

"Thank you for interrogating me while you stitched up the wound. ”

"That's my job. "Zhou Xiaojun is neither hot nor lukewarm.

"Hehe, whether you did it intentionally or unintentionally, it helped me and helped me divert my attention. ”

Zhou Xiaojun took out his cigarette, "Can you leave now?" When I get to the police station and see those people, I will know if what you just said is true or false. ”

"Of course, I also want to see my friends soon. Chen Tianlang said with a smile.

Zhou Xiaojun looked at him deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.