The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 258 At Your disposal (5)

"Then... knock yourself out."

Leng Shuimo raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he said these words, a murderous look flashed across his glazed eyes.

"what?!"

Yin Weng was a little puzzled, and when he realized it, his eyes widened in fright: "Mozun, I...I...I..."

woohoo.

He has no idea what he did wrong?
Why does the Lord Mozun in front of him look extremely angry? !

What is the situation? !
Yin Weng really wants to cry now, why did he wake up just now, do he really want to knock himself out now?

That... just thinking about it is an extremely painful thing!
However, Leng Shuimo didn't give Yinweng a chance to resist at all, and directly threw a palm wind, and the next second, Yinweng fell limply to the ground again.

"..."

Such a neat movement can only be said... really violent!

Yun Yiran couldn't help mourning for Yinweng for a few seconds, then stepped forward and took Leng Shuimo's hand and put it on his wrist, frowning: "It seems that you don't think you have hurt enough serious."

Believe that with such a violent movement, the wound on his body should have opened again, right?

"indeed."

Leng Shuimo looked at Yun Yiran without blinking: "If it is more serious, what will happen to you?"

"..."

How does she feel today that Leng Shuimo has become a rascal?

So, she didn't even bother to talk about it, and directly ripped off his shirt, and immediately, his shoulders and chest were exposed...

"..."

Yun Yiran was obviously not interested in those white things, but was shocked by the winding wound on his chest.

One by one!

It was like a huge centipede, with drops of blood continuously overflowing from it, making the surrounding air filled with a strong smell of blood.

After some inspections, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth: "Aren't you in pain?!"

"pain."

Leng Shuimo spat out a word lightly, as if he didn't care about it.

"..."

Yun Yiran took a deep breath and tried to calm down. It can be said that she used to do autopsy and other things often, and she never felt that her heart was blocked.

But this time, for some unknown reason, her heart seemed to be tightly twisted together, and the extremely depressed feeling made her frown slightly.

At this time, Leng Shui Mo slightly raised the corner of his lips and asked, "Why are you frowning?"

"Because the wound is too ugly."

After speaking, Yun Yiran picked up the prepared potion and began to quickly wipe and disinfect it. After all the actions were completed, she raised her eyes and looked at Leng Shuimo: "Hold it."

In the next second, Yun Yiran directly and quickly sprinkled some blood-colored powder on Leng Shuimo's wound.

"Zizzizi..."

Raising the ground, a burst of scorching breath permeated the air!
I saw that the wounds on Leng Shuimo's body began to overflow with blood drops, and the ferocious appearance made people feel frightened!
However, under such circumstances, Leng Shuimo's proud face still showed no expression at all, as if the present matter had nothing to do with him at all...

This person... is really not afraid of pain?

Or, is it really a pervert?
"Isn't the deity's body beautiful?"

"..."

Yun Yiran stared slightly, and said sarcastically, "It's pretty, after all, no one can paint on their body like God Leng!"

　There will be more updates later!

　　Dear ones, let's make an appointment, make an appointment for tomorrow's recommendation ticket, for the sake of the palace master's hard work, can I leave it to the palace master?
　　


(End of this chapter)