Double-faced Shaodong: Doting Mango's Fiancée

Su Mang and Jiang Liuyun were locked together in a dark and damp broken house. No one came to see them from the evening when they were escorted back to the next morning.

Su Mang could bear it, but Jiang Liuyun had a high fever in the middle of the night because the bullet in his calf could not be removed.

Su Mang was very anxious, but because he was given medicine before being escorted into this room, he was so weak that he couldn't even pick up a stone from the ground, so he couldn't do anything.

All she could do was hug Jiang Liuyun tightly, let him half lie in her arms, and let him know that he was not alone and that she would always be with him.

Whether it is life or death, she will always be with him like this.

She didn't know that this was already the greatest comfort to Jiang Liuyun. Although he was suffering from high fever and chills all over, he felt as happy as bathing in the warm spring sun.

The lingering pain in my body is not considered suffering, but just a feeling of happiness.

When the early morning light slowly penetrated into this dilapidated room, Long Yichen finally walked in, carrying a first aid kit in his hand.

He squatted down in front of Jiang Liuyun, with a chilling smile on his lips, "Fifth Brother, doesn't it feel good to have the bullet in your body? How about I take it out for you?"

Jiang Liuyun was fed the same medicine as Su Mang, and had a high fever, and was weaker than Su Mang. He barely opened his eyes to look at Long Yichen, the thin lips that used to be bright and moist with maple color were already chapped and bleeding.

He smiled, and there was a long-lost anger in the corners of his brows and eyes, "Ah Chen, be as straightforward as a man! You can torture me as soon as you want, if you torture me enough, let us go , I don't want to waste time with you, it's boring!"

Long Yichen gritted his teeth with a sneer, took out a shiny scalpel from the first aid kit, and waved it in front of Jiang Liuyun's eyes, "Fifth Brother, I'm so sad when you say that! I came here to get the bullet for you with good intentions." , how is this torturing you?"

Jiang Liuyun closed his eyes and stopped talking.

With a sneer on the corner of Long Yichen's lips, he slowly stabbed the scalpel bit by bit into the festering wound on Jiang Liuyun's leg.

No anesthesia or analgesic was used, just stabbed in so abruptly.

Although Jiang Liuyun had already prepared himself mentally, his body could not help but tremble violently.

He could control himself not to moan, but he couldn't stop the natural reaction from his body.

Su Mang stared dumbfounded at Long Yichen's dazzling scalpel, piercing into Jiang Liuyun's wound bit by bit.

He did it on purpose!

Deliberately piercing in bit by bit, every movement is like slow motion.

The sharp blade deliberately stirred Jiang Liuyun's flesh bit by bit, digging out pieces of flesh one after another.

Jiang Liuyun closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth, but there was no pain even a groan.

But Su Mang knew that he was in pain, very painful, so painful that he dug his hands into the ground, and didn't realize the blood was drawn out. His body convulsed violently one after another, even the muscles on his face were shaking violent convulsions.

"Long Yichen, you lunatic!"

Su Mang rushed to grab the scalpel in Long Yichen's hand, but Long Yichen pushed it away and fell heavily on the ground. He pulled the scalpel out of Jiang Liuyun's wound, glanced at Su Mang, and smiled sinisterly. With that, he raised the scalpel high, then slammed it down and inserted it into Jiang Liuyun's intact left leg.