The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

And... Jiang Jingchen's black mask, which he had been wearing to protect himself, was also torn off halfway. The light green ointment flowed down the man's nose, slowly spreading around and covering most of his face.

Gu Weimian could almost hear the sound of Jiang Jingchen's heart exploding instantly.

Jiang Jingchen pushed away Pang Yiqin who was pressing on her. His strength was so great that he could be said to have thrown Pang Yiqin out. Pang Yiqin's back instantly hit the wall behind him.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

Her face instantly showed a painful expression.

Gu Weimian's face sank, and he immediately ran up to help her up, but he saw the rusty iron nail embedded in the wall behind Pang Yiqin. It was particularly long and had blood on it, which looked shocking: "Where does it hurt?"

It must not be the aorta or something like that. If that were the case, such a small nail would be enough to take Pang Yiqin's life.

Pang Yiqin held back her tears and shook her head: "I'm fine."

Jiang Jingchen took the bottle off his face and smashed it to pieces!

"Of course you're fine! I'm the one who's in trouble, okay!"

He took out his handkerchief and wiped the stuff off his face in a panic.

Gu Weimian frowned: "Are you blind?! You pushed someone onto such a long nail, and she's bleeding, can't you see?!"

Taking off Pang Yiqin's black coat, Gu Weimian could clearly see a large blood stain on the white shirt inside, which looked a bit shocking.

Jiang Jingchen was slightly stunned and glanced at Pang Yiqin.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her face was pale, there were beads of sweat on her forehead, and her lips were slightly pursed. Obviously, she was used to endurance.

He clenched his hands tightly: "Does it hurt?"

The man's deep eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was hoarse for a moment.

Pang Yiqin's eyelashes trembled rapidly: "No... It doesn't hurt."

"How can it not hurt?" Gu Weimian frowned.

Such a long nail was nailed directly into the flesh, and the whole thing was immersed, how could it not hurt?

"Gu Weimian, are you meddling too much? Yiqin, come here!"

Pang Yiqin looked up at Jiang Jingchen and shook her head: "I don't..."

"Pang Yiqin! You would rather choose this woman than come here?"

Gu Weimian couldn't bear it anymore, she smiled coldly: "Jiang Jingchen, what's wrong with Pang Yiqin choosing me? At least I won't push her against the wall casually, hurt her, or yell at her for no reason, right?"

Jiang Jingchen's face suddenly darkened, his chest kept rising and falling, looking at Pang Yiqin almost shrinking behind Gu Weimian, an unknown flame suddenly rose in his heart: "Push against the wall, so what? Her skin is so thick that I'm afraid I can't break through her fat layer!"

Pang Yiqin suddenly looked up and looked at Jiang Jingchen in shock.

Tears were about to burst.

She is fat, but that doesn't mean she won't get hurt!

She just knows how painful it is!

Seeing Pang Yiqin's shaky appearance, Jiang Jingchen wiped the ointment on his face and said irritably: "Gu Weimin, listen to me, if there is any problem with this ointment, I will make you die ugly." He lowered his voice, "I am not that idiot Jiang Yunting!" Pang Yiqin heard this and shouted: "Jiang Jingchen! If you want to touch Gu Weimin, you have to get past me first!"