What if Kuai Chuan's Old Attack is an NPC?

"To each other, Teacher Duan."

Qu Yao let go of his hand at the right time, raising his left hand in embarrassment as a way to express his apology.

Du Yunian suddenly saw a red mark on the second knuckle of Qu Yao's left little finger, thin and dark.

"!"

Du Yu's sensibility was greater than his rationality, and he directly grabbed Qu Yao's left hand and observed it carefully in front of his eyes.

"What's the matter? Do I have anything in my hand?" Qu Yao was a little surprised by Du Jinian's sudden concern, which was not in line with Du Jinian's character before.

"It's nothing..." Du Yunian carefully observed Qu Yao's hand. Yes, there is a circle of thin red lines on the second knuckle of the little finger. It doesn't look like a tattoo. The imprint of the flesh.

Du Yunian's rational return also felt that this was inappropriate, so he hurriedly let go of Qu Yao's hand, looked down at his hand, and wanted to quickly organize a set of arguments to deal with Qu Yao's upcoming questions.

How about saying that you can read palmistry?But what if he really asks me and I can't answer?

Du Jinian pinched his fingers uneasily, and he could feel Qu Yao's suspicious eyes shooting at the top of his head.

How to do how to do?

"!" Du Jinian suddenly saw that there was a trace of the same coil on his hand as Qu Yao's, in the same location and the same trace.

Du Yunian helped the mirror frame that had slipped a bit, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the coil marks on his hand, can't he rub it off? !

God helps me too!

"What's the matter?" Qu Yao lowered his head and asked in front of Du Qinian.

"It's nothing... I just saw a mark on your hand... the same as mine. I think it's a coincidence."

After Du Yunian finished speaking, he felt that his smile was too silly, like an idiot.

After Du Yunian finished speaking, he obediently stretched out his hand in front of Qu Yao and pointed it to Qu Yao, maybe because he had a ghost in his heart, so Du Yunian didn't feel that Qu Yao was too close!

"This, this is the little finger that was broken before, and this is the trace of stitches." Qu Yao talked about the injury as if he was telling an ordinary story, without too much emotional fluctuation, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water Nothing happened.

"Ah?!" The origin of this was never expected by Du Yunian. Qu Yao smiled and said: "When I was doing missions, the medical environment on the battlefield was not so good, and there was a shortage of anesthetics and disinfection equipment, so there were traces. , it’s not very pretty.”

"No, no, it's good-looking, it's not bad-looking, no... I don't mean to hurt you, it's just... that's, this..."

As soon as Du Yunian got up in a hurry, his tongue got stuck, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

For most people, both men and women have a different kind of admiration and respect for the profession of soldiers. Of course, Du Yannian is not exempt.

"It's okay." Qu Yao said with a smile, hiding his hands behind his back.

"Does it hurt?" Du Yunian still asked this sentence. The anesthetic was in short supply, and the little finger was broken. The stitches must have been stitched on...it must have hurt.

"It's all over." Qu Yao said as he stood up straight and avoided the topic.

"..." Du Quinian was silent, this was the first time, the first time Du Quinian had faced the wounds of the wounded on the battlefield.