Master Xing was still struggling with what happened to her just now, and turned his face to the other side, intending to give her some pain.

Oh, God is going to kill her, Master Xing actually ignores her.

Originally, I wanted to curry favor with that handsome doctor and make him be more gentle, but who knew that stealing the chicken would not pay off the rice, and it was unspeakably miserable.

Nurse Qiao straightened her face, firmly fixed it, and warned sinisterly: "Don't move around, the scalpel has no eyes."

"Hmm..." Xiahou Huan'er was angry and anxious, but she didn't dare to move.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the wound.

Pain, pain, pain! ! !

The black pupils were so painful that they were immediately stained with water mist, and sweat slid down from the forehead.

Damn, it's a lie, she knew that the two of them had bad intentions.

Ugh... just let her pass out from the pain.

The damn thing is, the more she wants to faint, the clearer the pain will be. Her physical fitness is too good, she can't faint, she can't faint, it's a crime.

While she was in unbearable pain, someone was wiping the sweat off her forehead with a handkerchief.

She opened her misty eyes, and saw Mr. Xing, who was pierced by ice, and was helping her wipe the sweat with a sullen face.

Woo, it turns out Master Xing didn't abandon her.

Master Xing, who originally wanted to give her something to suffer, saw her painful expression and his head twitched instantly. When he came back to his senses, he had already barged in despite the objections of the doctors and nurses.

With him here, the pain seemed to be less.

Master Xing stood there without saying a word, the majesty and majesty of the king shocked the handsome doctor and pretty nurse.

The pretty nurse who originally wanted to avenge her personal revenge publicly did not dare to act recklessly under Master Xing's stern gaze.

Therefore, when Master Xing was soft-hearted and deliberately protecting his weaknesses, Huan'er, who played tricks on the wrong partner, finally escaped.

During the whole process, Master Xing gently wiped her sweat while holding her hand.

In ancient times, Guan Gong drank, scraped his bones to remove poison, and talked and laughed happily.

Today, You Huan'er looks at male sex, digs the meat with pain, and almost has his face full of insiders.

Fortunately, her wound was not too infected, and the whole treatment process only took a few minutes, but to her, it seemed like a century.

After the wound was finally healed, Xiahou Huan'er hugged Master Xing's, almost unable to hold back her tears.

That childish behavior stung Lord Xing's stone-like heart.

She has a great temperament and love, she does as she pleases, no matter how many eyes are staring at her.

Master Xing couldn't say comforting words, he just hugged her heart-wrenchingly, and kept stroking her back with his palms.

I can't wait, the one who hurts is myself.

Doctor Shuai and Nurse Qiao packed up their tools and left, leaving only the two of them.

Dongfang Xing stroked her back and followed her breath, his brows were knit together, and he asked hoarsely, "Does it hurt?"

Xiahou Huan'er raised her wrinkled little face, choked with sobs: "Take a piece of flesh away from yourself, and you'll know if it hurts or not."

She seriously doubts that the public relations talk and laughter are just a legend.

She was in so much pain that she didn't want to live, but he was still scratching his bones, talking and laughing happily? !

Master Xing fell silent.

She sobbed, angry: "I hate this place."

In the 21st century, with a wound of this degree, it will be fine to go home and bandage it yourself.

Here, the degree of infection is more terrible than she imagined. Bacteria and viruses are everywhere. She will never get hurt again.

Holding her arm tightly, Master Xing's face darkened.

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