Chapter 12: He couldn't help it

The villagers outside have seen enough of the play, and the scene should be dispersed.

The Leng family has no time to take the antidote.

The four old husbands and wives in the big house and the second room hurriedly went home with their respective sons, and gave the brothers medicine and detoxification according to the method taught by Fu Jiulan.

Only Li Zhengbo twisted his black and white goatee, staring thoughtfully at the perennially dilapidated haunted house and the crumbling courtyard door.

Wan Niang is very different from before.

Leng Wan pulled the man into the house and lay back on the only broken wooden bed in the house, put her fingers on his wrist for a while, and withdrew her hand to untie the belt on the man's body.

"What do you do! I'll ...... it myself."

"Hypocrisy, when I first wiped the medicine, I haven't seen you anywhere."

When Fu Jiulan was half asleep, he really felt that he had been stripped naked and tossed for a long time.

But he was seriously injured and had a high fever, and he had no strength to resist at all.

finally opened his eyes and didn't say a few words, and he was fainted by this woman.

This time, she would not be allowed to take off her clothes again.

But the injuries on his body couldn't be ignored, so he had to untie his belt with an angry face, and only opened the wound that exposed his waist.

"How can I change the gauze with medicine!"

Leng Wan held the man's two wrists with one hand, and the fat body took advantage of her weight to press the person and raise her hands to lie flat and tie her belt to the head of the bed without moving, and she stripped him of the clothes covering his upper body with her free hand.

The partial expression was extremely serious and said calmly: "The heart of the doctor's parents, you will treat me as your mother!" Don't move! ”

"You're ......!"

Fu Jiulan was angry for a while, and another mouthful of blood reached his throat, and he swallowed it with a snort.

Just now he was woken up by the movement outside, and he was beaten to put on his clothes and went out to save the scene.

After supporting these times, as soon as I lay back on the bed, the bones were sore and painful, and the wounds were rubbed against the rough gauze and clothing, and hundreds of scorpions were stung by the tail needles.

In order to avoid the useless struggle to aggravate the injury again, he turned his face away in anger and annoyance, and simply did not see it.

Leng Wan concentrated on examining the wound.

The garment was lifted and the blood-stained gauze was gently removed, revealing the wound of reopening the thread.

There are several large tears in the flesh that require secondary sutures.

There are a total of three or five injections, and there is one more injection of anesthetic, and the man is awake, so it is impossible for Leng Wanzi to take something strange like a syringe from the medical space.

Fortunately, she poured the gauze and the medicine powder that needed to be changed into a ceramic bottle in advance and placed them in a basket next to the bed.

After taking it along with a ball of sutures inside, pulling out a thin needle and simply disinfecting it on the candle fire, Leng Wan returned to the bed and said to the man: "It may hurt a little, I'll try it as lightly as possible, you bear with it." ”

“……”

Fu Jiulan didn't say anything.

In his opinion, he survived all his life, and it was innocuous to suture this little pain.

But he still overestimated himself.

In the dilapidated house, the candle flame flickered.

Only a swaying wooden bed, the skin and flesh of the fine needles sewn together made a grinding sound.

The sharp and crispy pain is more of the indescribable itch caused by the woman's cold fingers rubbing up and down against the skin of his waist and abdomen.

Like a feather that constantly tickles his nerves.

His body gradually stiffened, his breathing became a little heavy, and he urged in a cold voice, "Okay?" ”

"It's coming." Leng Wan lifted her eyelids and glanced at him without being salty or light.

At the same time, I wondered in my heart, obviously I went out to help her with an injury, but I didn't see him cry out in pain when the wound was torn.

How can you be nervous like this after a few stitches?

Fu Jiulan took a deep breath and tried his best to control it, so that his body did not have other excessive reactions.

Unexpectedly, the woman who was stitched on his leg suddenly stopped, glanced around, suddenly turned around, and tilted her head sideways to his lower abdomen.

A breath of heat sprayed down, shattering all his sanity and self-control in an instant!