Chapter 14 There may be a cry for killing pigs

Steward Liu tried to suppress the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but smile upward, and his smile was almost comparable to the moon.

Steward Liu's little heart is like soaking in a honey pot.

Steward Liu instructed the maid next to him to get the medicine box, and he pretended to stare at the two of them steadily.

I can't help but say, "Young people, you can really play"

The maid walked briskly and steadily, and glanced at Steward Liu with the medicine box.

That look in his eyes seemed to be praying for Steward Liu, it was really true, no one wanted to get close to Jiang Fuxuan.

If you get close to Jiang Fuxuan, you may be frozen into "ice cubes"

After all, Jiang Fuxuan's aura is really cold, and those who are close to him can't wait to put on a down jacket and a big cotton jacket.

Steward Liu sighed in his heart, and took the medicine box in the maid's hand by the way.

The moment the maid handed the medicine box to Steward Liu, a large stone in her heart also fell to the ground.

The clear tears in his eyes, looking at Steward Liu's gaze, seemed to say, "You are my reborn parents"

Jiang Fuxuan took Steward Liu's medicine box, his slender white fingers, and quickly and skillfully took out the tools he needed.

Ling Xiaoyuan grabbed the pillow, his nails were fiercely embedded in the pillow, and he buried his head in the pillow, unable to bear to look directly.

"Boss, you're not going to have my foot sawed off, are you?"

“......”

The more Ling Xiaoyuan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and even in his mind, Jiang Fu Xuan was holding a chainsaw, an axe, and a kitchen knife.

There was still an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Boss, can you knock me out first? I'm afraid I'll scream like a pig. ”

Ling Xiaoyuan's feet kept retracting, getting farther and farther away from Jiang Fuxuan.

"What the hell is this stupid woman talking about? It's just a little potion and a bandage, hehe. ”

When Ling Xiaoyuan went to Jiang Fuxuan's heart, it turned out that it was not what he thought.

Ling Xiaoyuan's head came out of the pillow and looked at the contents of the medicine box.

Gauze, a band-aid, and a pair of gloves.

"Gloves? How do you use gloves? ”

Ling Xiaoyuan frowned slightly, squinted quietly, and asked puzzledly.

"You wouldn't, really think I'd touch you directly, would you?"

A very cold voice resounded throughout the living room.

Jiang Fuxuan's dark eyes were slightly raised, his face was calm and expressionless, and he kept his upward movements.

Ling Xiaoyuan grinned a very stiff smile, and then quickly put his little face behind the pillow.

"That's what I said, when did he Jiang Fu Xuan pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, is he a person?"

Jiang Fuxuan quickly put on gloves, took out a cotton swab and dipped it in the anti-inflammatory potion, and then focused on Ling Xiaoyuan's ankle.

It tingled slightly, and the potion touched the wound, and it was cold and painful.

These are not problems for Ling Xiaoyuan, after all, she has also been exposed to life and death difficulties.

Compared with the previous pretentiousness, the current Ling Xiaoyuan is so good that he has nothing to say.

The gauze wrapped around Ling Xiaoyuan's ankle, round and round, and finally tied a dead knot, and the movements were very skillful.

Ling Xiaoyuan also thought that Jiang Fuxuan would tie himself into a pig's head, but he didn't expect that this old man had good craftsmanship.

"She didn't scream the whole time, it's too abnormal, if it was in the past, she would have left her last words a long time ago, and she wouldn't have lost her sense of pain?"

"W, what the hell? Leave a last word? Pain loss? ”

Ling Xiaoyuan's heart at this time had only one big question mark.

Although she admits that it is usually pretentious, billions of points.

That is, drinking water and burning his tongue, asking him to accompany him to the hospital.

Watching horror movies, having nightmares, and pulling him to see a psychiatrist.

"I'm yin... Forget it, it's really contrived. ”

Ling Xiaoyuan was also speechless at this time, in the face of her hatred of iron and steel, she couldn't wash her conscience.