"But...... Don't you feel disgusting? His heart trembled, his eyes stared at her for a moment, and his voice was fragile.

Ye Lu picked up the tray, put the medicines and utensils that Yan Feng said, and walked over.

"It's kind of disgusting." Ye Lu told the truth, paused, and lowered his voice, "It hurts, such a wound must be very painful." ”

When I saw that wound, I definitely felt instinctively nauseous, but it was more of a shock and disbelief, how painful such a wound was, just looking at it, made people tremble.

How the hell did this come about, gunshot wounds, knife wounds are not like them, those are smooth wound facets.

But the wound on his back was so deep that it almost pierced his back, and the flesh turned out, and there was still a lot of flesh on the surface that had been poked.

It feels like a big handful of blunt stewed bamboo skewers, poked into the wound fiercely, and then stirred up, very cruel.

"Well, it hurts, it hurts." Jun Sanshao's inky phoenix eyes lit up again, and a thick warmth surged in his heart, her voice was not disgusted, he suddenly smiled happily like a child, stared at her, and hoarsely voiced, "If you help me blow it, it won't hurt so much." ”

Ye Lu black line, is he a child, blow it.

"Big man, shouldn't you say it doesn't hurt?" Aren't men all hard-hearted, and life and death are not painful?

This evil beautiful male snake is really good at climbing along the pole.

"Hmph, in front of outsiders, of course pretend to be a hero, what do you pretend to be in front of your own woman?" Jun Sanshao's slender black eyes were raised high, with a hint of wantonness, and he was even unimpressed.

Ye Lu rolled his eyes, anyway, this man has many reasons.

"I'm not professional, you have to bear with it." Ye Lu picked up the disinfectant and tools to clean the wound, and looked at the terrible flesh and blood of the wound, and his hands trembled a little.

Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head, carefully dipped the potion on the cleaning tool, and helped him wipe the blood on the wound little by little.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Lu raised her head and asked nervously while playing, obviously this wound did not grow on her body, but this time she wiped the blood, and the cotton rubbed the bright red and broken flesh, she felt pain for him, she had never touched such a shocking wound, and her fingers couldn't help but tremble.

"It doesn't hurt." Jun Sanshao looked at her with a smile, raising his eyes proudly, and there was a hint of warmth in his glowing eyes.

Ye Lu couldn't help but glare at him: "Didn't you shout that it hurt when you didn't start just now, why doesn't it hurt now?" ”

"I'm afraid you feel too sorry for me." Jun San Shao smiled and spoiled extraordinarily, a man who has always been domineering, is also tender at the moment.

Ye Lu was looked at by his big man's doting eyes, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly turned his face away, and snorted: "Don't put gold on your face, the ghost is worried about you." ”

It's just out of humanitarianism, and his repayment for defending her and the child in front of the king, she doesn't want to owe him, so she just pays him back.

Idiot, she's definitely not worried about him.

"What's going on with your wounds, how did you get them? Don't talk about skiing, if you can fall out of such a wound, it's wonderful. She digressed.

"I've been wondering when you're going to care about my injury, and you finally asked." Jun Sanshao's dark eyes suddenly looked at her quietly.

Ye Lu was stunned and looked at him inexplicably.

"I came to visit the patient but I didn't even care about the condition, I didn't even know what the other party was sick with, it proves that I don't care, and it's just perfunctory, I at least know now that you're not just trying to perfunctory me." Jun Sanshao's smile became more and more confident.