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Chapter 87 God-level camouflage numbers one by one camouflage wounds!

Looking at the four women who were playing around the mahjong table in full swing, Mo Sichun sighed slightly.

Forget it, never mind, the friendship between women is so inexplicable.

Let's play, let's play mahjong, it's best to forget that you are such a person and you ignore him, he is really good.

He doesn't care what you scold yourself for writing on the mahjong table~
After living for so many years, I haven't even tempered my face, so what can I do?
I should focus on the wound on my hand first.

So Zhong Xiaochuan walked into the bathroom slowly with his bracket and the pile of things.

After locking the door thoroughly and holding it with something, Zhong Xiaochuan unwrapped the plaster plaster and looked at the smooth and flawless skin on his hands. Zhong Xiaochuan took a deep breath and started~
He really wanted to see how powerful this god-level camouflage technique was!
Because Zhou Xiaochuan actually maintained a sober state during the operation, after the operation, Yu Weiqi let Zhong Xiaochuan take a look at his wound with a wicked sense of humor, so Zhong Xiaochuan was very concerned about the wound on his arm, and The sutures all have a certain impression.

The rest should be just disguise~
According to the prompt of the system, Zhong Xiaochuan picked up a cotton swab placed by the sink, dotted it with some oil paint and lightly painted it on the original wound on his hand.

Then I took out the vulcanized latex, dipped some lightly with the cotton swab in front of me, and applied it to the place that was just colored.

After it was dry, Zhong Xiaochuan went to the second floor according to the appearance of the wound in his memory.

After the two layers of latex were dry, Zhong Xiaochuan pushed out the semicircular wound from both sides to the middle, then dipped a cotton swab into the red and blue paint, and gently applied it on his arm.

After dealing with the color, Zhong Xiaochuan dug out the box of skin wax with his nails, gently piled it on the wound, adjusted it to the shape he originally needed for the wound, and then painted it further.

In the end, Zhong Xiaochuan also dripped red paint on his wound, creating a feeling of bloody flesh.

After a wave of operations, Zhong Xiaochuan couldn't believe his eyes.

This god-level camouflage technique is simply incredible!

With just a few things, he actually created a brand new wound on his arm.

Looking at the wound from such a distance, it is shocking.

Although the shape of the wound is almost done, there is still one step missing, and that is the stitches!
Gee!
stitches...

When thinking of this, Zhong Xiaochuan realized belatedly that he didn't buy sutures at all! ! !

Good guy, what do you do with yourself?
You can't... still use oil paint, right?
Well~ just paint with oil paint!
Who let himself not have a guy on hand now?

Sighing secretly in his heart, Zhong Xiaochuan broke off the cotton swab, took up the black oil paint with the sharp crease of the cotton swab, and painted all the lines of the stitches bit by bit.

Not long after, the sutured wound appeared on Zhong Xiaochuan's arm.

Looking at his wound, Zhong Xiaochuan was secretly proud of himself. Sure enough, the god-level camouflage technique is the god-level camouflage technique.

look~
The wound was done so vividly, it was fake!

But if this thing is wiped, will it fade?

When I bought these things myself, I forgot to ask him to get waterproof~
If Yu Weiqi wiped himself with iodophor and wiped off the paint, would he still have to live?

Or take advantage of the fact that there is no one, and wash yourself with water first?
Thinking of doing it, Zhong Xiaochuan immediately put his arm under the flowing water. After rinsing for a while, Zhong Xiaochuan found that the oil paint and skin wax on his hand did not fall off at all~
Niu~
Is this okay?
Zhong Xiaochuan nodded in satisfaction, and after covering his wound with a piece of gauze, he put the brace he bought for 500 yuan on his arm.

When buying the bracket, Zhong Xiaochuan didn't actually notice the shape of the bracket.

But now after taking it apart, Zhong Xiaochuan realized that this bracket is a bit too handsome, right?
Silver metal and black bandages wrapped his arms tightly, and there was a rotating buckle at the place where the elbow joint was connected, and even a slight movement could make a "click" sound. This feeling It's almost as good as a robot.

Zhong Xiaochuan was excited, this is the happiness of a man in the legend!

This is too much fun, right?
Is this how it feels to be a robot?

After playing with his stand in the bathroom for a while, Zhong Xiaochuan slowly packed up his things and walked out of the bathroom grandly.

While Zhong Xiaochuan was staying in the toilet, the atmosphere among the women outside had gradually become friendly due to the exchanges at the mahjong table.

Seeing Zhong Xiaochuan coming out of the toilet, Yu Weiqi, who happened to be facing the toilet, raised his eyebrows slightly. Just as he was about to ask Zhong Xiaochuan if he was constipated, his eyes fell on the silver bracket in his hand.
"what happened to your hand?"

A doctor deserves to be a doctor. Yu Weiqi has never lacked professionalism.

"Hands? My hands are pretty good. I just went in and changed a bracket. What's wrong? Can't I?"

Zhong Xiaochuan started talking nonsense again without changing his face.

Yu Weiqi's brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of puzzlement in his eyes,
"It's not impossible, but isn't the plaster wrapped well? Why did you suddenly change the brace?"

"Ah... the plaster wrapped in it was quite uncomfortable for me, so I went out and bought a brace. Now I feel quite comfortable like this."

"That doesn't work, you take the bracket apart, let me see the condition of your wound, and disinfect it for you casually."

Yu Weiqi was still worried.

Although Zhong Xiaochuan is indeed a scumbag, this does not affect Yu Weiqi's love for Zhong Xiaochuan.

Anyway, he is the boy I have liked for so many years, and now I still have him in my heart~
How can she rest assured that Zhong Xiaochuan is messing around alone?

"Ah... do you still need to disinfect?"

"Of course it needs to be disinfected. Do you want your wound to become infected and rot? If you really think that way, I can leave you alone."

Although his mouth was not forgiving, Yu Weiqi still took out iodophor and cotton swabs from his bag, and walked towards Zhong Xiaochuan.

Fortunately, she was already prepared when she came out today, and she brought a bottle of iodophor when she came out of the hospital.

Otherwise, I have to go to the pharmacy to buy disinfectant for him~
(End of this chapter)