Jing Mohao's face darkened, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, making Jian Qing tremble. Please search to see the most complete! target

"You... What kind of eyes are you..."

Jing Mohao showed a row of neat teeth, Huo Ran smiled, but with a certain eerie feeling, he said, "Just to remind you, Luo Xi doesn't know, it doesn't mean that Lin Susha doesn't know." ”

"Lin Susha? What does she know? I haven't been touched by that old woman. ”

"You don't?" Jing Mohao swept over with a glance, as if he had done a full-body X-ray scan for Jian Qing.

Jian Qing took out three fingers again, "I dare to swear to the sky, and use my personality to vouch for my innocence." ”

"That's good," Jing Mohao retracted his gaze and raised three fingers himself, "I also dare to swear to the sky, and I will be innocent with your personality." ”

“……”

He swore that he should vouch for his own personality.

"They said, you have a suppurated wound and you fall to the ground, what's the matter?" Jian Qing returned to the topic.

Jing Mohao tore off his clothes, revealing the pus that had accumulated on his shoulders, and Jian Qing trembled for a while.

"If you don't come to me again, don't want this arm."

"So much nonsense, isn't it looking for you now?"

“……”

Jian Qing didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly took out the scalpel to clean out all the purulent flesh and skin.

The concentrated water has invaded the cortex, spreading deeply, and the blade has penetrated deeply, embedding a foot.

Jian Qing didn't dare to pick it out easily, so she found a clean towel and put it to Jing Mohao's mouth.

"Bite, hold on."

"No, you don't."

The eyes are hard, penetrating the layers of veils, penetrating the entire top of the purple glow, penetrating the entire Australian continent, staring at a beautiful and refreshing little face.

The essence of pain does not lie in how many pain transmitters are hidden in the flesh and skin.

It's about who makes this pain so painful, and who can make it dissipate completely.

Jian Qing's movements were as fast as possible, but in order to ensure that all the pus was scraped out, time was also indispensable.

Jian Qing tried to find some topic, but she couldn't divide her energy, so she had to let the "squeak" sound of the knife scraping through the bones cut through the silence of the air.

"Tell me, what have you discovered in so long?"

Jian Qing didn't find a topic, but Jing Mohao was the first to speak.

Jian Qing kept her hands on her hands, and only paid a little attention to reply, "I am a doctor, and I usually study my things in my room, but it is unprecedentedly clean. ”

Jing Mohao snorted lightly, "You are hiding cleanly, have you thought about Lin Susha's situation?" ”

Lin Susha?!

Jian Qing first paused, then remembered the back of the woman who had left absolutely and the room that she tossed into a garbage dump, and said sullenly, "I said, although she and I have known you for a few years, you can't talk to her like this!" She kicked me first, she was the first to say that she would never get along with me for old age, why should I think about what would happen to her? ”

"She kicked you? It's interesting. ”

“……”

Sister's.

This look of schadenfreude.

"I said, do you want to make us both good or not?"

"I said it worked?"

“……”

That's not going to work...

It's all broken jars, and there's really no other way than to break it...

Jian Qing raised her eyelids, took a deep breath, regained her spirits, and continued the boning action of her hands.

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