Jun Jiuling

The cave, the candle, the night, the spring is worth a thousand dollars.

For Miss Jun, it was really worth a moment. She stood in front of Fang Chengyu.

Although I asked the best tailor to make a good meal, wearing it on Fang Chengyu still seems a bit lenient.

This is also because he is sitting in a wheelchair and can't afford clothes.

Looking at him, he looked even smaller.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Sometimes I am anxious and I want to say how you are so stupid. Why don't you believe what I said?" she said. "I thought again later, this is normal. People and people don't see the same, they don't think about it. same."

"Miss Jun is also very smart." Fang Chengyu also smiled and said, "It is hard to believe that if you know something."

Miss Jun reached out and held the wheelchair.

"Okay, don't waste time," she said.

The wheelchair was pushed into the clean room, and the bath inside was filled with water. The bath was followed by the dragon, the indoor heating was thick, and the plum branches were still placed around.

But there is no incense or floral fragrance in the clean room, but there is a strange smell of medicine.

Fang Chengyu’s gaze saw a hot bath, and the water inside was strangely black. His mouth smirked and his eyes flashed with anger.

So, is the thing that everyone is passing is true? Give him medicine to let him....

A pair of hands reached over and untied his clothes.

Man-made knife is a fish, probably referring to this scene.

Fang Chengyu looked at the girl in front of him with a smile. The girl's hand was very good, and she quickly released her robe.

"The lady is very good at solving people's clothes," he said with a smile.

The name of the lady.

Miss Jun’s hand was slightly.

When she first became a relative, she thought that this was only a last resort, but she did not expect him to be really good to her, very good.

Ok, she has to be heartbroken.

After all, she is also a young girl.

They are also juvenile couples... naturally they will also love... there will be sweet nicknames...

Some things she doesn't want to think about again, I don't want to.

Miss Jun reached out and grabbed Fang Chengyu's coat.

“Yeah,” she said. “So don’t waste time now.”

Fang Chengyu smiled and just wanted to talk, and the man was suddenly stunned by Miss Jun.

"The lady is really..."

The word has not been exported yet, he was thrown into the bath.

He was a boy but was thrown into the water by the girl.

The lady is really rude.

The lady is really strong, no wonder she can fight with Jinxiu.

He wants to laugh and say these words, obviously these words can make the girl angry.

But when he just smiled at the corner of his mouth, it became distorted, and an unstoppable scream rushed out of his mouth.

pain!

It seems that there are 10,000 needles piercing the bones.

It is like being put into a frying pan.

Fang Chengyu feels that his skin is sizzling, just like being cooked and fried.

How is this going? Is that kind of medicine?

Fang Chengyu shouted again, then saw Miss Jun standing by the bath.

His eyes were blurred because of the pain, but it was clear that Miss Jun was condescending and with an indifferent look.

The rest of the screams that had already rushed into the scorpion were held back by him.

In addition to bringing him endless humiliation, the body of the ruined man also gave him a strong ability to forbear.

If a person walks the day when he walks on the tip of the knife from the moment he walks, and can still live until he has not killed himself, then what pain is there in the world that he can't stand? ?

Fang Chengyu always felt that he was looking at Miss Jun who was standing by the bath, and then his eyes turned dizzy.

Miss Jun watched the boy sink into the bath, the coat was wet and tightly attached to the body, the skin was shaking, and the clothes were curved and curved.

It was the skyrocketing of the blue veins and the pain that his body was experiencing.

This pain is not only the warmth of the hot water prepared by the old lady, but also the stimulation of the soup.

"This soup has a beautiful name, called ecstasy soup." Master once said.

Miss Jun seems to see Master standing in front of her face with a smile on her face.

"The real ecstasy, it will make people hate to fly."

Miss Jun’s face also showed a smile, and sighed and looked at Fang Chengyu who had already sunk.

"It won't work in such a short time, but it's not enough." She said, pulling up her sleeves and leaning over Fang Chengyu pulled it from the bath.

Although Fang Chengyu is young and thin, but the body will become heavier after the person faints, and Miss Jun is now only one year older than Fang Chengyu, or a girl, so Fang Chengyu will be placed on the couch.

The coat she wore was also wet.

Miss Jun did not pay attention to her clothes. She took off the wet clothes on Fang Chengyu and looked at the young man in front of her. Miss Jun squatted slightly.

Of course not because of the body of the young ****.

In the end, Fang Chengyu was a child. Secondly, she was a doctor at this time. There were only patients in her eyes and no men and women.

When the child was wearing clothes, he knew that he was thin, and the body that was undressed knew what it was like to be thin.

The skin is covered with bones, the bones are almost visible, and the skin is green and black.

Miss Jun is silent for a moment.

It is very unfair. He is just a child. He just lost his temper to him.

She was so angry that Fang Chengyu said the sentence. That sentence reminded her of the people before the previous event, but she was angry because the people of those things had nothing to do with Fang Chengyu.

Because Fang Chengyu was in front of her eyes and thus suffered her anger, this is not fair.

Despite repeated efforts to control, she felt that her temper was getting worse.

She was not a good-tempered person.

At the beginning, Master was finally entangled, saying that if he wanted to study medicine with him, the first thing to do was to grind his son.

"At least don't just hit the whip and beat people," Master said.

Miss Jun’s mouth is a smile.

Of course, she is not just hitting people. It is natural that those people should fight.

"It’s not that they should fight, but it is you who beat people," Master said.

She didn't understand this sentence for a long time. At this time, she wanted to come and understand it immediately.

It is her, her identity, so those people can be beaten.

Now, Miss Jun’s go and try again.

I thought of Miss Jun and smiled bitterly.

In fact, the grinding of the child at that time is of no use to her, because her identity has not been needed, and the master is actually not really want to grind her temperament, that is, she can't resist her identity, and expect her to retreat.

She is the most noble royal blood in the world, but it is also a **** scorpion. The bad temper will not make people feel bad about her. The good temper will not make others better for her.

But now it is different. Now she is an ordinary person, and she is mixed with the world.

It is the most useful for her to think of Master’s hardship in the past, including medical skills.

She was bent on studying medicine to save her father. As a result, her father did not use it. Now she is the guarantee of her survival.

Miss Jun was slightly fascinated, until Fang Chengyu’s ** came from her ear.

Although it has been pulled out of the soup bath, the soup immersed in the flesh continues to sting.

Ms. Jun took the towel and wiped the water off his body. She covered it with a clean thin quilt. She took out the small box from the side of the cupboard and opened it to reveal the long and short gold needles in which it was densely packed.

Miss Jun looked at the teenager who was still in pain in the coma and picked up a golden needle.

"You are always worried about the unfairness of the heavens, then let me give you justice for the heavens now."

The night is getting darker, and the red light is hung everywhere in a small red yard. Occasionally there is a faint sensation, even if it drifts in the cold night wind in February.