Seeing that Wu Yang didn't speak, Quan Xiao snorted coldly.

"Forgot? Need me help you figure it out? ”

Wu Yangyang turned his head angrily.

"I didn't forget! I don't need you to help me think about it! ”

Hearing this, the strength of Quan Xiao's grip on Wu Yangyang's wrist suddenly tightened, and she let out a low groan from her throat in pain.

"Since you haven't forgotten, why don't you follow the rules?"

Wu Yangyang turned his head and glared at Quan Xiao through gritted teeth.

"Anyway, I've been arrested by you, I'm here, and it's up to you to beat or punish you!"

Quan Xiao let go of a hand, and his slender fingers slid over Wu Yangyang's fair face.

"I can't bear to hit you, and when have I ever beaten you?"

Wu Yangyang rolled his eyes at him.

He didn't do it to himself personally, but what unconventional methods did he use were more ruthless than beating her!

Slapping her twice is just suffering a little flesh and skin, but his way is to completely drain his body and mind!

Suddenly, Quan Xiao loosened his grip on Wu Yangyang.

Turning his back and unbuttoning his shirt one by one, Wu Yangyang thought he was going to take a bath, and when he raised his eyes, he inadvertently swept the cloth on the back of the powerful man and was soaked with blood debts!

！！！

Quan Xiao took off his shirt, and his back, which was originally full of various scars, had an extremely deep cut.

"You!"

"I'll punish you for helping me take care of my wounds." Quan Xiao coldly ordered.

Is there a kind of him, he is not afraid that he will put the needle in the wound hole by the way?

Wu Yangyang moved his lips and did not read out the words in his heart.

"Oh!"

She turned around and returned to the room, quickly took off her wet clothes, changed into comfortable pajamas as quickly as possible, and took out the medical kit from the locker by the way.

Wu Yangyang walked up to Quan Xiao, looked at the bloody wound on his back, unscrewed the iodine bottle and screwed it directly.

Quan Xiao's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Put away your little caution, don't think that if the master is dead, you will be free." ”

Wu Yangyang slandered in his heart for a while.

"Who are you, give me a hundred dares, and I don't dare to have thoughts about you as a person."

Quan Xiao snorted coldly, slowly closed his eyes, and ignored Wu Yangyang.

After wiping the surrounding blood stains with medical cotton, Wu Yangyang suddenly realized that he had no anesthetic here.

When you get stitches later, you can't kill him?

"Quan Dada, why don't you let your subordinates send two bottles of anesthetic?"

"Just sew it like this."

Wu Yangyang hesitated.

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm."

Wu Yangyang had no choice but to detoxify the tools he needed, put the flashlight in his mouth, and buried his head in the flesh and blood of the powerful man.

Wu Yangyang has been following Quan Xiao for so long, and she is also an Air Force cadet herself, so she has long seen this kind of scene of Quan Xiao.

So, she didn't want to know at all how the injuries on his body came about.

It's not that I don't have curiosity, but the things that can make the right man hurt are generally not traffic accidents, let alone ordinary criminal cases.

It may also involve state-level political secrets, and even military secrets with other countries.

According to the words of the power lord, there are only two kinds of people in this world who can know, either the parties involved in this matter, or the dead people.

She didn't want to be a dead person, so she had better keep her curiosity under control.

However, this powerful man really deserves to be the living king of Hades, and without the injection of anesthetic, this needle is pierced in and out of his flesh one by one, and ordinary people have long screamed in pain.

He was fine, silent, and even breathing was as orderly as usual.

After helping Quan Xiao deal with his wounds, Wu Yangyang poked him in the waist.

"Hey, got it."

Wu Yangyang didn't get a response from Quan Xiao for a long time, and she couldn't help but glance down at him.

Good fellow, he's asleep!

What a man of God!