"Ah ~"

Ye Ziheng wakes up slowly, and a burst of pain comes from his head. He just wants to raise his hand to press his head, but his body moves with the movement of his hand. As a result, he just pulls the waist injury, and the pain immediately doubles.

"Damn it!"

Ye Ziheng leaned up as carefully as he could, looking at the wound on his abdomen, which had been bandaged, but maybe because of the reason he had just pulled it, it seemed that blood began to spill out again.

"Bandage yourself."

A voice came, ye Ziheng did not have time to respond, and then a white medical bag fell on ye Ziheng's head and hit ye Ziheng's wound. Ye Ziheng was so hurt that he bowed and covered the wound with his hand.

But this time, it is again a good coincidence to pull the waist wound, ye Ziheng seems to have heard the sound of his wound dehiscence, the pain is needless to say.

Ye Ziheng is very desperate now. He covers his head with one hand and his injured waist with the other. The pain makes him gnash his teeth. He wants to curse, but he dare not, because he is afraid that baimusheng will clean him up, especially when he is seriously injured and can only be manipulated by others.

Finally, ye Ziheng had to bite his teeth and endure the pain to take apart the bandage on his waist. Looking at the wound that had completely broken open, he quickly wiped the blood on the edge with the old bandage. Then he took out a bottle of powder from the storage ring and sprinkled some on it. Then he took out the pill, pinched it flat, pressed it on his wound, and wrapped it slowly with bandage.

After some operation, ye Ziheng lay quietly on the bed. After a while, he became more comfortable with the wound.

"Bang, bang, Bang..."

At this time, a sound came into ye Ziheng's ear. Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and saw that Bai Musheng was playing with a round mud ball, tossing it up and down. What's more, the ball looked familiar. It seemed that it was his mud ball used to hide crystal!

Ye Ziheng is now eager to jump out of bed and snatch the mud ball back. However, the wound on his body has restricted his action.

"Why, do you like my ball?"

At this time, Bai Mu Sheng stopped throwing mud ball, turned to look at ye Ziheng and asked.

Ye Ziheng was stunned when he heard it. Shit! It's your damn thing! What a shame!

Looking at Bai Musheng, ye Ziheng has already given greetings to all the 18 generations of his ancestors in his own heart, but he still forced out a smile on his face and said.

"I can't spend a lot of time preparing for you. I can't do that for you."

When Bai Musheng heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Hehe, you are a good guy. You have been looking for this thing hard? How can I remember that you came down the street

When ye Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help being stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Bai Mu Sheng would know so clearly, but he still had the cheek to smile.

"This, that also spent a lot of effort, you see my wound, is not the proof of efforts."

Bai Musheng chuckled, and was too lazy to pull with ye Ziheng. He threw it back to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng saw this and quickly got up to pick it up. But before he could catch his hand, the wound was pulled again. He lay down in a hurry, and then the mud ball hit his head. Ye Ziheng almost cried out without being angry.

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