Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Song is not worried.” Didn't you say he was bored? He's going to be bored completely.

He can call love if he wants, Song has no worries.

He glanced at his chest, unbuttoned, and her shirt opened to both sides.

The white gauze wrapped around the wound is already red and must have shed a lot of blood.

“Torn the wound.” Song frowned anxiously.

This man, knowing his wounds, is still so indifferent.

Gu Qiu bowed his head and took a look at his wound.

“Will you handle this for me?” Gu Qiu looked at her and asked.

He remembered a time when she wrestled herself, rubbed her knees, went into the sand, bled a lot, the villa had a medicine box, and she couldn't handle it.

“Bullshit.” Song Feng glanced at him, then turned around, opened the medicine box, and found a disinfected scissors from inside.

As she turned around, Gu Zheng's toned eyes suddenly became very deep, and she really changed, completely unlike her--

Song Wuxi grabbed the scissors and cut the gauze directly around his chest.

“...” Gu Zheng looked at her, "Didn't you open it one by one? ”

She trimmed the gauze, very much, without hesitation.

Song Fengliang snorted: “It's so thick. When is it going to be done bypassing your armpit one by one? ”

It's better to cut it off and save time.

After cutting the sandcloth, Song carefully removed the bloodstained gauze that was affixed to the wound.

Fortunately, during the bandage, the wound was sprayed with a lot of medicine powder, so that the entire gauze was tight on the flesh of the wound, difficult to remove.

After removing this gauze, what you see is a hole wound.

Song was not surprised: “Why not sew?! ”

“Sutures leave ugly scars, and scars don't look ugly after long flesh healing without sutures.” Gu Qiu said.

“When does a wound like this grow meat?” Touchy.

He mumbled, and Song swept him with no fear, "Do you still care about this ugly scar? Get dressed. Who'll see? Some women have a Caesarean section, and that scar is called ugly. ”

Beautiful women don't care, he cares about a grown man, he owes a beating.

Gu Zheng smiled glamorously: “Take off your clothes and you'll see. ”

“Would you wander around naked? ”

“No, that's an animal. ”

“Wouldn't be why not sew.” The suture wound is good and fast.

“Like I said, scars can be ugly. ”

“…” is silent.

“I'm gonna take it off in front of you. ”

“…” is even more speechless.

Gu Jianxiao smiled low and low: “I'm going to show my perfect figure in front of you. ”

Song was ashamed and stared at him: "Stop talking, I'll stop the bleeding! ”

“Okay.” Gu Xiao shut up again.

Song did not worry about cleaning up the powder with pliers and cotton swabs.

The cleanup process is not easy, the wound is accidental, and the wound is already torn and blood spills, making it harder to clean it up.

But Song Xiao, who is fully focused, seems very cautious and gentle, but not slow, as if, often do this...

Gu Zhuang bowed his head, gently lifted his eyebrows, looked deeply into her eyes, and looked at her with a hint of...

When she saw his horrible wound, she just frowned slightly, not disgusted or disgusted and scared.

Her hands never trembled.

More calm and skilled than doctors who often operate.

“Song Li, do you often bandage wounds?” He asked softly.