Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

"Ahhh-"

The scream was blocked by the towel and he choked in his throat. The severe pain made Hong Tingyun's scalp numb. He felt that it was wrong for him to breathe!

I still remember that once a few years ago, I accidentally broke my leg.The doctor set his bones without anesthesia. The pain made him cry like a dog while hugging the nurse beside him, howling so much that the whole hospital could hear him

But Hong Tingyun only now knows the pain at that time, it is nothing compared to this time.This severe pain is definitely not limited to the girl's menstrual period, it is probably close to the woman giving birth!It hurts so fucking much!

Hong Tingyun felt that his heart was about to stop suddenly, he suddenly fell to the back of the sofa, and the next second he jumped up from the sofa!

Mo Xiaofeng didn't expect Hong Tingyun to react so strongly to pain, so he quickly grabbed the other's wrist, fearing that this guy would subconsciously reach out to touch his arm.

But Hong Tingyun was struggling too violently like a fish out of water, unless he really took his arm off with a ruthless hand, he would be a little bit unable to hold him down.Mo Xiaofeng simply rode directly on Hong Tingyun's body and put his body around him, telling him not to move around.

At this moment, Xiang Ranliang didn't dare to watch, so he hurried up to help hold it down.Hong Tingyun struggled so hard that Xiang Ranliang was caught several times on his arms, almost bleeding.

Hong Tingyun's posture is like an old hen whose neck has been cut and bled, his whole body is in an instinctive avoidance, everything is beyond his control under his own consciousness.But after all, two martial arts practitioners subdued him together. Although Hong Tingyun was shaking violently, he didn't hurt himself.

The pain gradually faded away and was replaced by an itchy and numb feeling, but compared to the previous pain, it was much better.

I don't know if it was due to exhaustion or the pain was gone, but Hong Tingyun gradually calmed down, lying on the sofa like a dead dog.

All he knew was that he was panting heavily and couldn't even utter a word. The towel in his mouth fell off when his teeth were loosened, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

In fact, this process only took a minute or two, but Hong Tingyun felt as if he had been punished for a century.

He had just finished taking a shower, and now his clothes were soaked in sweat again, and his whole body was as soft as if he had been queued up by forty women.

At this moment, Hong Tingyun wanted to "sigh" again, this time he was not acting but he really felt that he had suffered a lot.

He tilted his head aggrievedly to look at Mo Xiaofeng next to him, and the latter didn't even give him a look at the first time, and was helping him deal with the wound neatly with a serious and calm face.

In the middle of that knife wound, black foam had already floated up, and the medicine and flesh and blood fused together to form a layer of scab.The wound turned into a dark path, and the bleeding has actually stopped!

Before, it felt like tens of thousands of Gu worms were biting him, but now it felt like hundreds of ants crawling in the wound. Hong Tingyun wanted to grab it, but his whole arm couldn't use his strength, and his whole body was dislocated. Same limp.

Mo Xiaofeng was afraid that Hong Tingyun would accidentally pick up the "black foam" and affect the healing of the injury, so he quickly put a bandage on him again, and even raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

At this moment, Hong Tingyun saw the distress in the other party's eyes, but he dared not say it when he was sad, and even forced himself to comfort him with a gentle smile while the corners of his mouth trembled.

"As long as you get through this, you'll be fine. I used it last time. I didn't expect you to react so badly. I'm really sorry. Are you still in pain?"

People, don't let anyone come to care about you when you are suffering. Originally, Hong Tingyun could still carry it, but at this time, he could only weakly call out Mo Xiaofeng's name.

"Xiao... Feng..."

For Mo Xiaofeng, this soft call was simply tormenting!

Not to mention that Hong Tingyun was suffering, he was so distressed that he was about to cry.

At this time, Mo Xiaofeng began to reflect on himself. Was he too strict with Hong Tingyun?If he had known that this guy was so weak, he wouldn't have used this method.

That's right, he is a delicate and expensive son, how could he have the resistance to fight when he came back from the special forces, at worst, he would guard him 24 hours a day, or just hide him in the Qingping Building of his uncle, why let him suffer this crime... …

Mo Xiaofeng pursed his lips and said "I'm sorry", originally Hong Tingyun wanted to ask what happened to the other party before?Why do you use this medicine?But when he suddenly saw Mo Xiaofeng lowering his head silently, he knew that this guy was thinking too much again.

My daughter-in-law is just thinking too much. If she knew that the other party would be like this, she would bear it no matter what she said.But the pain just now came too suddenly, I was not fully prepared, it was him who was too useless, why did this guy feel uncomfortable.

Hong Tingyun endured the embarrassment caused by exhaustion, and pulled Mo Xiaofeng's palm with all his strength, and squeezed it hard just like a proof.

"Xiaofeng, I really don't feel any pain anymore! Look, my hands feel strong now!"

Mo Xiaofeng looked at Hong Tingyun, Hong Tingyun looked at each other, the two looked at each other so "affectionately", that Xiang Ranliang who was on the side was caught off guard and was fed another mouthful of dog food.

It's still a familiar formula and a familiar taste. Dog food really arrived late.

Mo Xiaofeng leaned over and hugged Hong Tingyun's back, lifted him from the sofa, and then carefully placed him on the bed.

He took off the wet nightgown for someone, wiped the sweat off his body carefully and put on a clean one, and tucked up the corners of the quilt before he sat down beside the bed.

"Maybe there will be some low-grade fever for a while, which is a normal reaction after taking medicine. You will be fine tomorrow when you sleep, I will watch over you, don't worry."

As if he got such a promise, Hong Tingyun forced his eyes for a long time before finally closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

Seeing that this guy was still pulling him, Mo Xiaofeng kissed Hong Tingyun's forehead comfortingly, and gently tucked his arm into the quilt.

Watching this scene, Xiang Ranliang once again felt that he was being ignored by these two guys.

Obviously Mo Xiaofeng was quite reserved before, how come after getting the ring, he was able to follow the special props, not only has he switched to the boring mode, but now he has started to change his character settings!

I have to say, love is really terrible!

The kind that can keep Tang Sanzang in the Daughter Country!

As soon as Mo Xiaofeng turned around, he saw Xiang Ranliang's extremely complicated eyes. It seemed that he felt a little embarrassed at this time, and felt that he should say something to ease the atmosphere.

After all, he wasn't the owner for the reason why he kicked the other party out of the room. He touched his nose in embarrassment and asked Xiang Ranliang for a cigarette.

As soon as the balcony door was opened, a gust of cold air came in, and the slightly hot cheeks finally gradually cooled down.Lit one and put it in his mouth, Mo Xiaofeng threw the cigarette case on the small table beside him, and sat down on the chair.

A puff of smoke entered his lungs and spit it out from his nose again. The acrid feeling irritated his throat, and Mo Xiaofeng turned his head to glance at the box of the cigarette he just smoked.

Gee, Marlboro.

Mo Xiaofeng doesn't smoke foreign cigarettes. Domestic tobacco is mostly steamed shredded tobacco, which contains a small amount of moisture.Although the texture of raw shredded tobacco is better than that of cooked shredded tobacco, people who are not used to smoking really don't like this taste.

But right now, Mo Xiaofeng is too lazy to get up and go in to find where Hong Tingyun's cigarettes are.

After taking a few breaths, it seemed that the reaction to today's medication had subsided, and Mo Xiaofeng no longer felt nauseous.On the contrary, when the nicotine got into the lungs, it felt like something was missing in the blood.

Usually Mo Xiaofeng smokes very elegantly, Hong Tingyun sometimes likes to watch him sitting by the window smoking quietly, but that day when Hong Tingyun saw Mo Xiaofeng smoking in the alley, he was like this stunning.

Smoking was a kind of enjoyment for Mo Xiaofeng, but after meeting Hong Tingyun, smoking became a kind of tranquilizer.

He picked up another one and lit it, then turned around and put the lighter down, Mo Xiaofeng suddenly felt his ribs began to hurt.

It wasn't that he couldn't bear it, it was that there was a sudden strange pain, and Mo Xiaofeng remembered that he was also stabbed today.

Pulling the hem of the shirt out of the waistband of his trousers and pulling off the bulletproof vest, Mo Xiaofeng looked down and saw that the bottom of his left side was bruised around the rib.

It was much better than Hong Tingyun's back that was smashed by someone, but Mo Xiaofeng had some problems with blood coagulation, and the blood stasis looked much scarier than others.

Mo Xiaofeng was sitting on the chair with his upper body slightly rolled up. This action made his abdominal muscles extraordinarily obvious, and the injured part was also called shark muscle. At this time, it was really as black as shark skin.

Tsk, Mo Xiaofeng cursed secretly.If I hadn't worn a bulletproof vest today, I might not be able to say whether I would be able to come back alive!

The clothes are the uncle's special, because the material is soft, so you can wear it without being noticed, but it is actually just for daily emergency use just in case.

Without the protection of the two-centimeter steel plate, it cannot achieve too much pressure sharing, and the pressure still exists. Although it can resist a certain amount of impact damage, it cannot completely offset it.

This is similar to Guburi's Inch Fist. In light cases, these bruises can be seen, and in severe cases, ribs can be injured. Of course, the degree of internal organ damage is generally not reached.

Gu Chen added a special non-Newtonian fluid material inside, which is strong when it is strong. The impact level that the clothes can withstand is actually quite high, and the bullet hits the body, which is actually the same, and the life-saving factor is very high.And that's why he sold such a thin piece of clothing for such a sky-high price.

Mo Xiaofeng held the cigarette between his slender fingers, and his fingertips slid across the skin of his waist and abdomen, and gently fell around the injury and pressed it, as if he was feeling the pain from his body to analyze the injury.The muscle strain is not minor, but the bone is not.

Such a situation is already considered good. If it is more serious, if you start fighting with someone tomorrow, your actions will have some impact.

Of course, it would be fine if he recovered with some medicine, but if his uncle knew about it, points would probably be deducted for his impression of Hong Tingyun.

Mo Xiaofeng thought a little far away for a moment, when he suddenly heard a whistle.That tone was like flirting with a little girl, full of flirtatiousness.

Mo Xiaofeng froze and quickly raised his head, unexpectedly met a probing and playful look, there was a person standing on the balcony beside him, looking straight at him!

Hong Jintang? !

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