Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Shi Sheng stared at him with a look in his eyes, but... seemed to have no intention of helping him apply medicine. He even muttered: "Why is this doctor running away? The patients are still here."

Don't understand, but shocked.

Song Wenjing frowned in pain, took off her clothes, turned her back to her, and said, "Shengsheng, help me apply the medicine."

"I'm going to find a doctor." Shi Sheng turned around and left. The wound was a bit big and there were so many medicines nearby. She really didn't know what to do.

As a result, Song Wenjing grabbed her directly and said in a low voice: "I know, I'll teach you, the doctor made it very painful."

His fingertips were a little cold, and Shi Sheng couldn't help but shiver.

For a moment, she was stunned and was pulled into his arms.

"I'll tell you what medicine to apply..."

He knew all the medicines and could clearly explain their effects. He had obviously used them many times.

Shi Sheng asked him keenly: "You know everything, but those who don't know think you are a doctor."

Song Wenjing said quietly: "Maybe it's because I'm smart."

Shi Sheng: ...

This bitch can even boast about himself.

After all, Shi Sheng felt sorry for him, so she didn't dare to move too harshly when applying the medicine, but gently. Even if his body moved a little, she would wonder if she was in pain.

Song Wenjing was also afraid of pain, and his body was always tense. Shi Sheng always thought that he was made of iron.

After a moment, Shi Sheng asked casually: "You are not a policeman, and you are still going on a mission?"

Song Wenjing did not speak, but turned her head and glanced at her: "Shengsheng, are you trying to trick me?"

Shi Sheng snorted coldly: "Then I don't dare. Who is Mr. Song? How can I trick him out?"

Song Wenjing felt a little helpless when she heard her yin and yang, and couldn't bear to hide it from her. She could only say: "It is indeed a matter of the police station, and I can't tell you in detail. This is all confidential in the police station."

He also has to obey the rules.

As Song Wenjing spoke, she took her hand and squeezed it gently.

Shi Sheng licked his back teeth, glanced at the wound on his back, and curled his lower lip, ironically. Then, without any preparation on the part of Song Wenjing, he pressed his fingers on the edge of his wound.

"hiss--"

Song Wenjing gasped instantly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? The wound is very..." Suddenly a policeman walked in and was about to ask about Song Wenjing's condition, but...

I saw a young couple flirting inside, which was a bit embarrassing.

He scratched his head: "Actually, I have nothing to do. I'm leaving now. You can continue."

The man finished speaking and closed the door in one breath, without giving Shi Sheng a chance to stop him.

Song Wenjing frowned and looked at Shi Sheng with some resentment: "You are really willing to take action."

"You don't take your own body seriously, do you expect me to take him seriously? I'm not that kind." Shi Sheng rolled her eyes, and it was obvious that she was unhappy.

Song Wenjing knew that she was angry, so he coaxed softly: "The situation at that time did not allow me to think too much, so don't be angry, eh? Aren't I missing arms and legs now?"

Shi Sheng thought of that dream again. She pinched her brows and suddenly felt blessed in her heart: "You're not going to catch drug dealers, are you?"

Song Wenjing's eyebrows flashed with sharpness, which quickly dissipated, and she said to Shi Sheng, "How could that be? What does those people have to do with me?"

He didn't want Shi Sheng to worry. Although Shi Sheng was worried about him, he was very happy. He felt like he was finally recognized by her after chasing him for so long.

Shi Sheng smiled coldly and didn't fall for it at all: "Isn't it because of Song Chengyi? You deliberately let the paparazzi take pictures of you being arrested, and then released those messy news and ignored the public opinion. Isn't it just to catch Song Chengyi?"

Shi Sheng had already treated his wound. She wiped the blood on her hand a little and looked down at him, not even giving him a chance to quibble.

"You are so powerful, wouldn't it be easy to defeat Song Chengyi? Why are you still afraid?"

"Or, in such a roundabout way."

Does Song Chengyi, who no longer has any rights, need such a big fanfare?

Unexpectedly, Song Wenjing gave a bitter smile, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, and after a while, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a bit of self-deprecation.

"I thought of ten thousand ways he could destroy me, but I never thought of using this method to frame me."

"Shengsheng, do you think he has never regretted it in all these years?"

Shi Sheng pursed her lips. Song Chengyi could say such words in front of the old man, and he would never regret it.

Song Wenjing said: "But he is my father after all. Blood is thicker than water. I can't change this. If I want to make him give up completely, why don't I do something extreme?"