Chapter 240: I want to show my perfect figure in front of you.

"Song has no worries." Isn't that he is bored? He is going to be bored thoroughly.

He loves to call love, and Song has no worries.

His eyes glared at his chest, the button was untied, and the shirt was opened to her by both sides.

The white gauze wrapped in the wound has already been red, and it must have flowed a lot of blood.

"Tear the wound." Song Wuxi frowned.

This man, knowing that he is hurt, is still not measured.

Gu Yu bowed his head and looked at his wound indifferently.

"Will you help me?" Gu Yu looked at her and asked.

He remembered that once she wrestled, her knees rubbed her skin, she went into the sand, and she ran a lot of blood. The villa had a medicine box, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

"Crap." Song gave him a look, then turned around, opened the medicine box, and found a sterile scissors from the inside.

When she turned around, Gu Yu’s sly eyes suddenly became deep and deep. She really changed and became completely different from her.

Song Wuxi took the scissors and cut the gauze wrapped around his chest.

"..." Gu Yu looked at her. "Isn't it layer by layer?"

She cut the gauze and it was very easy to hesitate.

Song Wushou cold and cold: "When it is so thick, when will you finish the armpits one by one?"

It is better to cut off and save time.

After cutting the sand cloth, Song worries carefully and removes the piece of gauze that is covered with blood and becomes sticky.

Fortunately, when the dressing was carried out, the wound was sprinkled with a lot of powder, and the whole piece of gauze was not tightly wounded, so it was difficult to remove it.

After removing this piece of gauze, it was a hole in the wound.

Song Wushao was surprised: "Why not stitch the thread?!"

"The suture will leave scars that are difficult to see. If the wounds are not healed, the wounds will not be ugly after healing." Gu Yu said.

"When is this wound, when is it good?" It was shocking.

After screaming, Song stunned him with a sorrowful look. "A big man still cares about this ugly scar? When you put on your clothes, who will see it? Some women have a Caesarean section, and that scar is called ugly."

The beauty of the women do not care, he was a big man cares, really spanking.

Gu Yu charmed and smiled: "You will see it when you take off your clothes."

"Would you be naked outside and swaying outside?"

"No, it is a beast."

"Why don't you sew the thread." The suture wound is fast.

"All said, this scar will be ugly."

"..." is speechless.

"I want to take off in front of you."

"..." is even more speechless.

Gu Yu smiled low: "I want to show my perfect figure in front of you."

Song has no worries and screams at him: "Don't talk anymore, I will help you stop bleeding!"

"Good." Gu Yu shut up again.

Song Wushou first cleaned the powder that was previously sprinkled with pliers and a cotton swab.

The process of cleaning is not easy. If you accidentally hurt the wound, the wound will be hurt and blood will flow out. It is not easy to clean it up.

But Song Worry, who is engrossed in his eyes, looks very cautious, and his movements are gentle but not slow, as if he often do this kind of thing...

Gu Yu bowed his head, gently raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with deep eyes, with a trace of his examination -

Seeing his terrible wounds, she just frowned slightly, not disgusting and not feeling sick and afraid.

Her hand has never shaken.

As for doctors who are often operating, they are more calm and skilled.

"Song has no worries, do you often help people dress up wounds?" he asked softly.