Li Mengnan has always despised those who judge people by their appearance, but it is only today that he realizes that he is actually a layman.

Assuming that the flowers that are in his arms today are not a young and beautiful girl like Zhuang Jia, but a sanitation aunt wearing an orange vest with a face full of fireworks, his long-dormant compassion will never surface as radiant as at this moment.

The fate of people is really destined by three points, seven points depend on hard work, and the remaining ninety points are all based on appearance.

Zhuang Jia, Zhuang Jia, don't thank Brother Xie, if you want to thank you, thank your parents who have a good look and a good skin......

Li Mengnan slammed the knife on the back of Zhuang Jia's neck, knocked the eldest lady on the verge of mental breakdown unconscious without mercy, leaned over slightly, and carried it on her shoulder.

It is unrealistic to go to the hospital - there is no problem with the hospital itself, the key is that no taxi driver dares to take it, although it is all skin trauma, but the appearance of blood hula is really too scary, and washing the car is still secondary, in case it hangs on the car, it will be too unlucky.

Taxi drivers pay the most attention to this, usually crush a stray cat or dog or something to burn a few pillars of incense to overdose.

As for calling 120 to call an ambulance, Li Mengnan thought about it or forgot it, not to mention that he didn't know which road or street he was on now, even if he knew, when the ambulance drove over, the eldest lady on his shoulder would probably bleed almost completely.

"Miss Zhuang, even I envy your luck, I met me today, if you change your two little white-faced boyfriends, I am afraid it is difficult to say whether you can keep your two beautiful faces......

It is said that the hand is a woman's second face, but Li Mengnan always thinks that the butt is a woman's second face, and there is no need to argue, grabbing a random man on the street can prove it.

The buttocks filled with glass slag like a cactus can't be filmed, Li Mengnan patted Zhuang Jia's round and slender thighs downward, worthy of being born in dance, solid and elastic, and the feel is quite good.

"Sister, you sit on the bow of the boat, and my brother walks on the shore, uh-huh-ah...... No, affection, love, rope swinging......"

Not to mention, this song is quite appropriate.

Li Mengnan carried Zhuang Jia who had passed out and hurried forward, this strange combination attracted the sideways eyes of passers-by, if it weren't for the traditional Huaxia country, it didn't matter to himself, maybe someone would have called the police at this time.

The most important thing at the moment is to find a secluded and undisturbed environment for Zhuang Jia to treat his wounds.

Fortunately, there are a lot of small guesthouses in the vicinity, Li Mengnan shuffled Zhuang Jia's long hair to cover his face, and then draped his coat over the buttocks that was still oozing blood, pretending to bring a drunk female companion to open the room, and opened a single room very lightly.

After borrowing a first-aid kit from the innkeeper to stop Zhuang Jia's bleeding, Li Mengnan bought a few flavors of Chinese medicine from a nearby pharmacy, borrowed a pharmacy tool to boil out a jar of black ointment with a pungent smell of medicine, put it in a small clay pot and brought it back.

For Li Mengnan going in and out like this, the innkeeper didn't suspect anything, probably thinking that the crockpot was a chicken soup or something supplement, and smiled at Li Mengnan quite friendly.

That's right, there are really not many good men in this world who are willing to be responsible after an accident...... Although the meaning of this "responsibility" may be slightly misunderstood.

Miss Zhuang in the room still showed no signs of waking up, and the gauze on her forehead was almost soaked with blood.

Li Mengnan put his fingers in the crockpot and stirred, the temperature was slightly hot, but it was still within the acceptable range, and then ripped off the gauze on Zhuang Jia's head, and smeared a large handful of black ointment on the slightly rolled wound.

The recipe for this ointment was won by the old man in a bet with an apricot forest national player.

Well, it's okay to say it's a lie.

Although it can't cure any serious diseases, it does have a miraculous effect on trauma, reduces inflammation, stops bleeding and promotes healing, and the most important thing is that it does not leave scars.

How else to say that this Miss Zhuang has a good life? If it weren't for Li Mengnan being dragged out of the crowd by accident, and it happened to catch up with Li Mengnan's kindness and launch the Pudu sentient beings mode, although it would not be possible to lose his life, he would definitely not be able to run with an extra row of needles on his head.

By the way, there's one more pockmark on the takeaway butt.

For any young girl who looks more than sixty, I am afraid that it is better to kill her with a knife.

Wrapping Zhuang Jia's forehead around with gauze, Li Mengnan turned her over, cut her pants and panties with scissors, and carefully pushed the blood-stained cloth that had almost stuck to the wound to the sides.

It seems a bit charming to describe, but the scene in reality is definitely not close to these two infinitely beautiful words.

No matter how heavy the taste is, Li Mengnan will not have any special thoughts about the two bloody buttocks.

What's more, this ass is still being inserted like a cactus drenched in teriyaki juice at the moment.

Picking glass slag from the meat is a meticulous job, and fortunately in misfortune, Miss Zhuang's white slacks seem to be light and thin, but the texture is quite strong, isolating most of the glass slag with a size of less than 1cm, and also reducing the workload of Li Mengnan's removal work at this moment.

Smeared with ointment, wrapping Zhuang Jia's lower body layer by layer like a crotch wrap, Li Mengnan nodded with satisfaction, and tied a beautiful bow at the bandage joint.

To treat each of your works with heart, this is called professionalism.

After all the wounds were treated, Li Mengnan realized that he had made a mistake.

He overestimated the area of the wound that needed to be bandaged, or it can also be said that he overestimated the size of Miss Zhuang's buttocks, and in the end, there was still a bottom left in the ointment that he had boiled.

If it was Minnie Mouse or Qingche, Li Mengnan believed that he would never make such a low-level mistake.

Who knows that the pot of Chinese medicine, Tuotuo is hard.

In line with the principle of "curing illness and strengthening the body without disease", Li Mengnan simply pasted all the remaining ointment on Zhuang Jia's face.

Although this thing has no skin rejuvenation and whitening effect, it can also reduce inflammation and acne to some extent, and it should be a pure natural Chinese herbal mask.

Le Youyou sent a text message to ask if it was safe, Li Mengnan got up and went to the corridor to call her to hug her safety, and returned to the room again and unexpectedly found that Zhuang Jia's breathing rate on the bed had changed subtly, and it seemed that she was gradually waking up.

Li Mengnan had a whim, stepped forward lightly, took the mobile phone that he had placed on the bedside table when he treated her wound just now, and turned the date displayed on it back ten years.

Then he went into the bathroom, used the cosmetics that Zhuang Jia carried with him to touch up his makeup, painted a few fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, combed his hair back when he was wet, and dressed up as a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

Li Mengnan's makeup skills are not very skillful, after all, it is the assassin who is really good at makeup and disguise, but in the dim environment of a small hotel, where the lighting is insufficient, this kind of disguise is enough.

And what more disguise could be more rebellious than a trickster's illusion when it comes to monolithic deception? A little makeup just makes the pre-hypnotic psychological suggestion easier.

"I ...... Where is this? ”

Li Mengnan had just put on her makeup, and Miss Zhuang on the bed in the room slowly woke up and let out a long moan.

"Are you awake?"

Li Mengnan appeared in front of the bed at a trot, and his face showed just the right amount of surprise.

"You are?"

After changing makeup, Li Mengnan has changed a lot, and with the influence of a little illusion effect, Zhuang Jia only felt that the "middle-aged man" in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

"I'm Li Mengnan...... Yes, it's been so long, it's normal that you don't recognize me. Li Mengnan pulled over a creaky wooden chair with a sigh on his face and sat at the end of the bed.

"Li Mengnan?" Only then did Zhuang Jia vaguely remember that she was indeed with that bastard before she fell into an inexplicable coma, "You...... How did it come to this? ”

"Still don't talk about this, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" Li Mengnan couldn't help but secretly applaud his acting skills in his heart, and this euphemistic hint that he wanted to talk about it could completely win the Oscar.

Zhuang Jia and Le Youyou's repeated failures in the competition are just because of bad luck, it doesn't mean that she has a low IQ, seeing Li Mengnan's subtle expression with a lot of information, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

"I ...... How long have I been unconscious? ”

Li Mengnan turned his head slightly and was silent, Zhuang Jia suddenly chuckled in his heart, struggled to prop up his body and grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table, stunned for a few seconds, and immediately let out an extremely sad wail.

In fact, Li Mengnan's prank still has many loopholes, such as why the mobile phone that has been left for ten years can still be turned on normally, but Li Mengnan's fake vicissitudes of life are already preconceived, and the blow of the sudden bad news is a bit big, and no one can calm down in the first time, let alone Zhuang Jia, who has just had a heavy head hemorrhage.

The repeated failures in the competition with Leyouyou are just Miss Zhuang's bad luck, it doesn't mean that there is anything wrong with this eldest lady's IQ.

It didn't take long for Zhuang Jia to calm down from the initial panic and chaos, obviously realizing all kinds of irrationalities in front of him.

"Li Mengnan, you bastard!"

There was no one to take advantage of, and the angry Zhuang Jia simply smashed the mobile phone in his hand, but unfortunately this kind of Cheng Dù's flying prop attack was no different in Li Mengnan's eyes from playing with sandbags when he was a child, so he grabbed the mobile phone in his hand lightly.

"It's a good phone, don't you want it?"

"Don't do it!" Zhuang Jia puffed up.

"The eldest lady is the eldest lady, such a good mobile phone will be thrown away, this is kidney 6 local tyrant gold......"

Since Miss Zhuang had spoken, Li Mengnan was not polite, took off the mobile phone card and stuffed the empty machine into his pocket.

Anyway, the eldest lady in front of her is a rich and capricious master, and she is not bad for such a small mobile phone, which should be the medical expenses.

If such a serious injury were to be treated in the hospital, I am afraid that not a single kidney would be able to stop it.

"Oops!"

Probably because of the wound on his buttocks when he got up, Zhuang Jia subconsciously let out a cry of pain.

At this time, she realized that something seemed wrong, lifted the quilt and glanced at the lower body that was wrapped in zongzi, and touched her head like Tianzhu Ah San, and couldn't help but change her face greatly.

"I ...... What happened to my face? ”

Li Mengnan was choked with saliva and coughed again and again-Miss, the position you care about doesn't seem to be right, right? Why don't you play by the routine?

Sure enough, it is a woman who cares more about her appearance than a qiē.

"It's nothing, your head was opened by a wine bottle, and the left forehead was broken about a long opening, I have already applied it to you with ancestral gold sore medicine, to ensure that there will be no scars, remember not to get wet from the wound within a month...... It's the same with the ass. ”

Li Mengnan used his fingers to compare the size of about two centimeters.

"You!"

Zhuang Jiaqiang endured it and did not have a seizure, she had already remembered the moment before she fell into a coma, and no matter how bad it was, there was still a blood-stained glass slag on the ground to testify.

Although she still hated the bastard in front of her, she knew very well that if she hadn't been saved by the other party, she would probably be more than just disfigured at this moment.

"Count me Zhuang Jia owing you a personal favor, and I will pay it back to you."

One yard to one yard, it is absolutely impossible for her to thank this bastard.

"Big Mind and No Brain, Sure Enough, Pseudoscience...... You owe me not a favor, but two. ”

Li Mengnan took a full set of underwear and pants that had not been removed from the label and threw it in front of Zhuang Jia, which he bought at a brand discount store on the way to dispense medicine.

Although I don't know the detailed size and get all the one-size-fits-all, Miss Zhuang's figure is very standard, so there shouldn't be much of a problem.

"Let's change it quickly, although it's quite popular to have open-chest sweaters now, but open-crotch pants are too avant-garde......"

"Y-huh!"

Zhuang Jia can't be stiff at the moment, unless she has the courage to really wear "bandage open crotch pants" and walk out from here.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the tingling pain from the wound on his buttocks, Zhuang Jia hid in the quilt and groped to change out of the blood-stained tattered clothes and pants, a pretty face was cloudy, and he got up and left the room angrily.

After checking out and leaving the small hotel, Li Mengnan went to Qingche to sit there for a while.

He lives on campus from Monday to Thursday, and has to go home on Saturday and Sunday, and the little girl lives alone on weekdays.

It turns out that he is too worried, Qing Che has been used to living alone since he was a child, even if he changes to a new environment, he does not show any discomfort, the room is well kept, full of innocent girlish atmosphere.

I even raised some flowers and plants in a leisurely manner.

Li Mengnan had always been worried that her father's affairs would leave a psychological shadow on her, but after chatting for a long time, Li Mengnan found that Qingche's psychological endurance was far stronger than he expected.

Qing Che is the kind of typical vine girl who withers easily without inner support, but as long as she is given a spiritual pillar to rely on, she can burst out with a tenacious vitality comparable to weeds.

Although he hoped that Li Mengnan could stay with her, Qingche was also very clear about his identity and positioning, and he was not overly obsessed, so he chatted in Li Mengnan's arms about daily topics such as study and life at school during this time, and then took the initiative to send Li Mengnan to the door.