"It's a beautiful name, but it's not a good thing, it's really tarnished for nothing. Mo Chengcheng said with a smile. It's just that the tone is cold, without any temperature, like an ice slag.

Bai Wanshuang suddenly felt a little cold, and the temperature around here dropped by more than ten degrees, especially the person in front of him, who was simply a big ice cube that made cold air.

"Open your mouth. Bai Wanshuang shuddered, she gave him an angry look, and took out a light green pill from her sleeve and gave it to Mo Chengcheng.

The bleeding stopped, but his clothes were full of cuts, and he wore them like a rag, and he looked miserable, and she estimated that there were at least twenty wounds on Mo Chengcheng's body, and if this wound wanted to heal quickly, it needed stitches.

"Take off your clothes!" Bai Wanshuang commanded expressionlessly.

"What?" Mo Chengcheng said in surprise, he saw Bai Wanshuang take out a small bag from his sleeve again, and took out a curved needle from it, which looked a little bigger than the embroidery needle.

He was suddenly very curious about Bai Wanshuang's sleeve, and from the time he saw her to now, he saw that she kept taking things out of that sleeve, like a treasure chest.

"Tell you to take off your clothes, what are you doing slowly, this life, don't you want to pick it up again? Besides, you are a big man, are you afraid of losing money when you take off your clothes?" Bai Wanshuang said coldly.

"......" Mo Chengcheng was choked, it seems that he really didn't go out to see the yellow calendar tonight, he has grown so big, and he has never suffered any losses, but tonight he suffered one after another, first he was almost cut so that he didn't even know himself, and he was drunk and drunk.

Now this Bai Wanshuang, who came out of nowhere, looks like she is overwhelmed, but this temper is very strange. If you don't say a word, let yourself take off your clothes, won't she talk well, if you make me suffocated, then I will also play tricks on you, and I have to be even.

"It's okay to take off your clothes, it's just ......" He hooked his lips wickedly, and glanced at Bai Wanshuang with a smile.

"It's just what, it doesn't matter if I listen to your chatter, I'm afraid that your injuries can't afford to wait, or why don't we treat you after you finish speaking?" Bai Wanshuang said considerately. Somehow, when she saw his smiling expression, she only felt a chill down her spine, and her cold hairs were firm.

"You cure, you cure, and when you're done, we'll not be too late to talk about it. Mo Chengcheng immediately closed his mouth, and took off his robe in two or three clicks, leaving only a pair of obscene pants. Some words, let's wait until she is cured, it's too early, if she doesn't treat his injuries, then he will really lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

Bai Wanshuang stopped talking, she took out another thin thread from the cloth bag, this thread was taken from the membrane in the sheep's intestines, and it was naturally a good thing to use to stitch up the wound.

Mo Chengcheng looked at Bai Wanshuang's frame, and he was shocked. This is clearly like embroidering flowers, could it be that she is annoyed and wants to embroider flowers on herself?

This really can't be blamed for Mo Chengcheng thinking so, the medical level of the current era, there is really no such thing as stitching wounds.

Mo Tingcheng looked at Bai Wanshuang dumbfounded, only to see her holding the slightly curved needle with one hand and pinching the opening on her chest with the other. This cut is a bit long, and it is very deep, and if you go in for three points, it is estimated that he will die, although the blood is stopped, but the skin is really a little infiltrating.

But this little beauty was not afraid at all, as if she was not seeing a wound of flesh and skin, but looking at an embroidery shed.