Chapter 1870

Gu Wei dragged his injured arm, and with great effort, he took off Feng Shaojin's clothes.

Holding the syringe, Mo Lingwei turned around, revealing the man's bloody upper body in his eyes.

She wiped off the blood on his body with warm water, and was about to prick it with a needle, when the unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her slender wrist.

Mo Lingwei looked at him blankly, quietly waiting for him to let go of his hand.

Gu Wei became anxious: "Master, Miss Mo just wanted to take out the bullet for you..."

The big palm holding her wrist slowly released, the man closed his eyes, opened them again, his tense expression completely relaxed, "Thank you."

He kicked the quilt covering his body down to his waist, and put on a look of letting her toss, as if shooting stars flashed in his pitch-black phoenix eyes, he stared at her sharply, as if he wanted to see through the white Pazi, to find her true face.

Mo Lingwei injected him with medicine, lowered her eyebrows, and looked at his waist and abdomen.

The man's vigorous and muscular muscles are as strong as a stone. Her soft and cold fingers touched the gunshot wound on his waist and abdomen, as if injecting a flame into Feng Shaojin's body, which made him tense all over. up.

Mo Lingwei's scalpel cut open his wound neatly, then inserted the tweezers through the wound, and pulled out the bullet inside.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Shaojin didn't say a word.

Another gunshot wound was on the shoulder, and the bullet was embedded in the bone. Mo Lingwei held the scalpel and pressed down hard, and the bullet was dug out.

At the same time, Feng Shaojin groaned in pain, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.

Mo Lingwei raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise, she didn't expect that this person was anti-anesthesia.

She is not a person who talks a lot, so she sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound without making a sound, wrapped the wound with white gauze, gave him another injection, pulled the bedding back, and took out a few pills from the medicine box Put it on the bedside: "This is for pain relief, if you can't stand it, just take one."

Feng Shaojin's cheeks burned badly, and he stared at her intently.

Mo Lingwei turned to look at Gu Wei: "Take off your shirt and show me your wound."

Gu Wei's face was embarrassing, and a blush crept up to the tip of his ears. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Mo Lingwei's calm expression, and finally took off his shirt.

There was a bullet scratch on his arm, and two deep knife wounds on his back, which were still bleeding continuously, staining his black clothes.

Mo Lingwei wiped off the blood on his back, sewed up the wound, sprinkled the medicine powder, tied the gauze, and said in a low voice: "Don't use force, or the wound will burst open. I'll send two sets of clothes over, you two People will stay here temporarily tonight."

Gu Wei only felt that the skin touched by her was hot, as if a fire was burning. He lowered his head, his eyes were flustered, and he didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, "Thank you, girl."

Chu Yunyao left the guest room with the basin stained red with blood.

Gu Wei's bewildered look fell into the eyes of the person lying on the bed, and Feng Shaojin squinted his eyes.

In the middle of the night, Feng Shaojin was so burnt that he felt as if he was in a sea of ​​flames. He felt dry mouth, tight throat, and smoke from his throat, "Water, water..."

The warm water was fed to his lips, like a stream of sweet spring slipping down his throat.

Feng Shaojin quietly opened his eyes, and a vague figure was reflected in his hazy eyes...

The woman was wearing a plain cheongsam, her ink-like long hair was hanging down, casually scattered behind her back, she was holding a porcelain white bowl, holding a spoon, and fed the slightly bitter medicine into his mouth spoon by spoon. inside.

Feng Shaojin smiled suddenly, and without knowing where the strength came from, he grabbed her wrist, "So you look like this, not a skeleton."