The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Even Sheng Liting was taken aback by that horror.

Why did she give herself that cannibalistic smile?

And what is she doing with a knife?Why are wisps of hot smoke still lingering on the blade?

Su Jin took a deep breath, then continued to look at him with firm eyes, and spoke softly to comfort the patient.

She said: "Your wounds are repeated repeatedly, which is the most troublesome. With my method, although it looks a little painful, it will always be a future trouble."

Sheng Liting felt that she was just joking with him, so he grabbed her wrist with the remaining strength, and questioned: "What are you going to do?"

"Bird the wound." She said calmly.

He didn't pay much attention to what he heard, the atmosphere in the whole bedroom was very harmonious in silence.

Su Jin said again: "It won't hurt very much, but you may feel a little uncomfortable when you smell the smell of burnt meat at the beginning, but the bleeding will be successfully stopped later, and there will be no more tears."

Sheng Liting was amused by her light and airy tone, he staggered and wanted to stand up, but he was so weak that he struggled and lay back on the carpet helplessly.

Su Jin stared at the blood that began to trickle out again, frowned, and didn't wait any longer, it was really fast and accurate with the knife in hand.

Sheng Li's eyes widened, probably never in his life would he have thought that someone would use such, such an indescribable method to stop his bleeding and treat his illness.

In the air, there really was a smell of burnt meat, which made people nauseated.

In the middle of the night, the mountains were even more deadly silent.

With a solemn expression, Fu Miaoran threw the gauze into the trash basket, and then glanced back at the little girl who was leaning against the wall silently and probably knew that she was wrong and was thinking about it.

Su Jin was puzzled, obviously she had treated the wound in the same way before, why did it become a mess when it happened to him?
Sure enough, he was a noble man, and he would yelp for a little injury.

Fu Miaoran packed up the medical kit, put on a drip, and finally walked up to the little girl who was still deeply reflecting on herself, and asked, "How much do you hate him?"

"..." Su Jin was a little stunned, did she dare to hate the little fourth master who was revered by everyone in the capital?Does she think she's tired of living before she's twenty?
Dare not dare.

Fu Miaoran wiped her hands, and was really dumbfounded by her pitiful appearance, he said again: "If it wasn't for being injured all over by him or not having the hatred to kill my father, I wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing. "

Su Jin lowered her head with a guilty conscience, isn't this the fastest solution?
At that time, she was injured in a dead man's camp, and she didn't even have painkillers to stop the bleeding. She treated the wound without blinking her eyes. Isn't it very effective?
Fu Miaoran could also see endless regret from her dodging eyes, and moderately slowed down her tone, "Fortunately, I came in time, if I stay for more than ten minutes at night, he probably won't bleed to death, and he will be killed by you." Burn to death, or rather, play to death!"

"..." Is he a little alarmist? She couldn't help but want to gag this kind of person who likes to exaggerate.

She was saving someone just now, if she hadn't helped him stop the bleeding at the critical moment, he might have gone into shock.

Fu Miaoran knew that she had learned her teachings through painful experience, and she didn't intend to continue to embarrass the little girl. After all, it's normal for children of this age to be naive, simple, and simple-minded.

"You stay here later. If he has a fever again, use physical cooling methods. Do you know what physical cooling is?" Fu Miaoran felt that it was necessary for him to perform it with such a simple child.

Before Su Jin could answer, she saw the other party walking to the side of the bed, and then tore off the quilt with a bang, and even took off the shirt of the half-dead person on the bed, and finally slid her hands on his body.

He said: "Warm water, don't be too hot, wipe it slowly, from head to toe, eh? No, it's enough to wipe the upper body."

Su Jin's gaze fell on the sharp and angular abdominal muscles that seemed to be very tactile, and her little head nodded again and again, as if she had no self-consciousness, acting entirely with her eyes.

Fu Miaoran suddenly felt a little regretful, he saw an attempt in the eyes of the little girl, yes, an attempt on the body of his family's weak fourth son.

She wouldn't make things difficult for the fourth child when he was unconscious and unable to resist.

Fu Miaoran covered the quilt, hesitating whether to send her helpless little lamb to the hands of the big wild wolf who wanted to eat him alive.

"You go, I know how to do it." Su Jin's attitude was decisive and direct.

Fu Miaoran narrowed her eyes, "I'm a little worried, are you sure you can do well?"

Su Jin nodded, "I won't burn him with a knife again."

Fu Miaoran looked back three times at every step, feeling uneasy in his heart, he was afraid that if he left, his fourth master would lose his innocence.

In the early morning, the sun rushed in from the open window, quietly climbed onto the bed, and shone on the two overlapping hands.

Sheng Liting opened his eyes in a daze, but the sudden light made him uncomfortable for a short time, so he hastily closed his eyes again.

After a while, he wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, only to realize that his hand was pressed by something.

He subconsciously looked over.

Su Jin was lying on the side of the bed, her right hand was holding his hand tightly, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, her little head was just resting on her arm, she was probably very sleepy, and she didn't feel that this movement made her sleep comfortable or uncomfortable.

If it was normal, Sheng Liting would never allow anyone to come into contact with him so close, and he was so bold that he even dared to grab his hand and use it as a pillow together.

This daring little girl is really ignorant of the world, otherwise how could she be so fearless and not afraid of the beatings of the society at all.

However, Sheng Liting didn't move and let her lead her. Her breath evenly sprayed on the back of his hand. For some reason, he didn't feel dirty, but warm.

"Hmm." Su Jin twisted her neck stiffly, changed the direction, and continued to sleep on her stomach.

Seeing her let go, Sheng Liting frowned uncontrollably. He knew that there were no extra people in the room, so he still looked around, and after confirming that there were no idlers in the room, he silently stretched out his hand and approached her , put his palms under Tuan's head, pretending to be pulled by her.

Sure enough, this girl was trying to conspire against her, and whenever she had the slightest opportunity, she wanted to dream about herself.

Look, when I fall asleep, I will be reluctant to part with myself.

Humph.

In the palm of the hand, it was a little warm, and then it seemed that something was flowing.

Sheng Liting stretched his neck and glanced at her head, and saw clearly that the saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth gathered in his palm.