Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Hearing this, Huo Dongcheng turned on the shower.

Xue Jun put the plastic bag containing snacks on the table to cover the dagger on the table, and then he heard a knock on the door.

She walked over and opened the door, and sure enough it was the man in the corridor.

He glanced into the room and asked, "Excuse me, my hamster accidentally escaped. Did you see it?"

Xue Jun shook her head. "I just went out. I don't know. I'll ask my husband for you."

As she said that, she shouted towards the bathroom, "Honey, did you see a hamster come in?"

The sound of the shower water continued, but there was no response.

Xue Jun pushed the door open a crack and stuck her head in. "Honey, did you see a little hamster run in?"

After a few seconds, she pulled back and smiled at the man sheepishly, "He said no, you can go look somewhere else."

"Excuse me." The man didn't doubt it at all and continued walking forward.

Huo Dongcheng was covered in blood and wounds, and only a man would take him in.

Xue Jun calmly closed the door, but put his ear against the door, staring and listening carefully.

She felt relieved only after she was sure that the man had really left.

Xue Jun pushed open the bathroom door and said, "He's gone, come out now."

As she spoke, she walked to the table and took out various medicines from the plastic bag. "Come, take a look and see if these medicines are enough."

Huo Dongcheng came from behind and took a look at the types and quantities of medicines. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Xue Jun poured mineral water into the kettle and pressed the button, "Shall I help you apply the medicine?"

"Okay, thank you."

Huo Dongcheng weighed the pros and cons, then agreed and began to slowly take off his windbreaker.

Seeing that he was afraid to use strength with his left arm, Xue Jun went over to help him, took off his windbreaker and hung it on the hook on the wall.

Inside was a dark grey sweater with unraveling threads at the wound, soaked and stained with blood, a dark red-black colour.

To take off a sweater, you have to raise your arms.

Xue Jun glanced at the wound on his shoulder and said, "Why don't you cut it open? They already recognize this set of clothes. I'll buy you a new one."

"it is good."

"Then sit down and I'll help you." Xue Jun looked up at him.

Huo Dongcheng sat down on the chair.

Xue Jun found a pair of scissors under the bedside table, picked up the sweater fabric next to the wound, continued to cut along the already melted hole, and carefully pulled it off from the cuff.

His sturdy arms were exposed to the air. His deltoid muscles were broad and thick, and one could even see the muscle fibers when he exerted force. The wound on his shoulder was frighteningly hideous, and there was also a scratch on his upper arm. The bright red blood made his skin look even whiter.

With the help of Xue Jun, Huo Dongcheng also took off the other half of the sweater.

The clavicle extends clearly to the acromion, the shoulders are broad, the chest lines are three-dimensional, the abdominal muscles are firm and the lines are clearly visible. There is no excessive fat in the entire upper body, the muscles are evenly distributed, and the body shape is smooth, as perfect as a sketch model.

Compared with Huo Junshan's body, which was already old, loose and out of shape, this was a very young body, and every muscle was full of explosive power.

Xue Jun licked the corner of his mouth and looked away.

She opened the packages of various supplies, washed her hands first, and then used a cotton swab in one hand and saline solution in the other to help him clean the wound.

After cleaning, wipe gently with iodine.

After disinfection, Xue Jun squeezed a little topical medicine onto a cotton swab and gently applied it to the wound on his arm.

Huo Dongcheng had a calm expression and said nothing.

The abdominal muscles tensed for a moment, then relaxed.

"Does it hurt? I'll be gentler." Xue Jun glanced at him and eased his pressure. "I think you should get the wound on your upper body sutured, otherwise it will be difficult to heal."

Huo Dongcheng: "Okay, I'll go out tomorrow."

"I can cover you."

After applying the ointment, Xue Jun bandaged him with gauze and said, "Okay, you take a rest first. I'll go out for a while."

"What are you going to do?" Huo Dongcheng glanced at her, "Be careful not to run into Lin Jiamin's people."

"Buy what you need and don't worry," Xue Jun sneered, "I can even run away from them, can they catch me?"

Huo Dongcheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the phone she had just put in her pocket. "Why don't you contact the old man and explain it to him?"

"I've already lost the initiative. Do you think he will believe what I say?"

"Are you willing to do this?"

"Of course I'm unwilling, but there's nothing I can do now. Humph, when I get a chance, I will definitely fight back."

"I hope it will be successful," Huo Dongcheng smiled, "Do you have money? If not, you can use mine."

Xue Jun paused, "...then give me some."

When it comes to money, you can never have too much.

Huo Dongcheng raised his hand and pointed at the coat hanging on the wall. "The wallet is in my pocket, you can take it yourself. There is not much cash, and the black card does not have a password. You can find a more hidden ATM to withdraw some cash."

Hearing this, Xue Jun walked over and took out a wallet from his coat pocket. It was made of genuine leather and felt very good.

"Can I take as much as I want?" She looked back at him.

"of course."

"Boss Huo is so generous."

"My life is priceless."

Xue Jun went out.

Huo Dongcheng took some anti-inflammatory medicine, washed up, and lay down on the bed to rest.

Perhaps he was too tired, he fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly woke up without realizing it.

I glanced at the clock and it was already eleven o'clock.

Xue Jun hasn’t come back yet?

Huo Dongcheng sat up and was thinking about whether he should go look for Xue Jun when she came back with a lot of bags in her hands.

"You came back so late, did you encounter any danger on the way?"

"No." Xue Jun shook his head and started to pack his things. "I didn't see them. I bought a set of clothes for each of us. I picked them randomly and made do with them. This is yours."

As she spoke, she took out a black puffer jacket from her bag. It was loose in style and had straps decorated on the arms and chest.

The target audience for clothes of this type are mostly young people. In the past, Huo Dongcheng would not wear such clothes, but now, he had no choice and nodded.

"This is the sweatshirt, pants, and shoes I bought for you. Put them here. Remember to wear them tomorrow morning."

"Okay, please."

"There is also this phone. There is a phone card in it. You can use it temporarily. Enter my number in it."

"Ah."

Xue Jun took out the tools again and waved them towards Huo Dongcheng, "Do you mind if I change your look?"

Huo Dongcheng: "..."

He threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and sat down on a chair. "Don't be so harsh."

"Got it."

Xue Jun first combed his hair with a comb, then picked up the clipper and plugged it in.

A few minutes later, the hair on the back of Huo Dongcheng's neck and above his ears was flattened.

Xue Jun trimmed the back of her head and bangs with special scissors.

She took the scissors, stepped back a few steps and observed Huo Dongcheng, nodded, and was very satisfied with her masterpiece, "My craftsmanship is not bad."

She swept away the broken hair that fell on Huo Dongcheng.

Huo Dongcheng stood up and took a look in the bathroom.

Well, it's indeed OK.

Looks a lot younger.