chapter4
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Wen Yao was taken aback for a moment.
After all, they were arch rivals who had been at odds for so many years.
Seeing someone so hesitant, Ji Ming Dust paused for a moment and picked up the scissors next to him. "Don't move."
He pressed his palm down on Wen Yao's ankle and cut her pant leg directly, all the way up. He only put down the scissors after revealing her white and delicate leg skin with sticky blood and flesh. He then turned to bring in a shot of anesthetic.
Even though the other person wasn't blasphemous, Wen Yao's lip cavity tingled a little when his warm fingers touched her skin. She always felt that the atmosphere was strange.
To take her mind off things and calm down, she reached her right hand to the side and grabbed the Silver Moon Blade.
Ji Mingdan glanced at her movements with his afterglow and stuck the needle into her skin. He hooked his lips and said, "Ms. Wen, I'm treating your wounds, but you're raising the knife behind my back. Do you think that's appropriate?"
"It's a shame to treat your savior so badly."
"..."
Wen Yao then put the knife down. "I'm sorry. I'm just used to holding a knife. I didn't mean to make a move on you."
Di Dahu, who was on guard in the corridor, saw this and pulled Mei Yasha down: "The boss is in danger!"
Mei Yasha glanced back and gave Di Dahu a playful slap on the head. "What do you know? It's called a love interest!"
"......"
It was raining outside the window while the interior was quiet. The man buried his head in her thighs, his technique was professional and skillful, his movements were gentle and meticulous.
For a moment, Wen Yao really had the illusion that he was a doctor. "...... Were you a doctor before the end came?"
Ji Ming dusted off the wound and began to sew it up, sniffing and smiling slightly: "Doomsday has descended seven years, when I was so old.”
"So, you're..."
Ji Ming Dust picked up the scissors next to him and said, "I'm a medical student."
Wen Yao nodded. He did look quite young now, and it was only natural to be a student seven years ago.
However, she felt that even if he was a doctor, this person didn't look like a serious healer, but more like the kind of perverted murderer who wore the skin of a doctor.
Once he'd finished with her right leg, Ji Ming Dust started on her left leg again, thinking the anaesthetic was enough. But he soon found there were still two wounds that hadn't been dealt with.
One of the wounds also had half of a zombie's broken teeth embedded in it.
Ji Mingduan put down his tools and called Mei Yasha in. "Is there still anaesthetic?"
Mei Yasha shook her head. "This is an abandoned base hospital. The medical supplies are probably all rolled away. We only found half a bottle that could be used..."
Ji Mingduan's eyebrows furrowed, looking a little annoyed.
Mei Yasha didn't say anything. Wen Yao saw this and said calmly, "Just get it over with. I can handle it."
In this crazy world, she's seen it all. Before a broken bone, Shen Yichuan was still connecting them simply and roughly. Not to mention the lack of anesthesia and professional medical tools, she wasn't even prepared mentally. She fainted from the pain right there on the spot.
Mei Yasha also said, "This wound needs to be treated before it's too late. This place is dangerous, so it's not a good idea to stay here for too long."
"Let's get out of here."
"..." "Yes."
When Ji Mingduan sat down again, he looked serious and seemed unhappy.
Wen Yao's face was also pretty pale. She was in a lot of pain because the anaesthetic had worn off. The wound was being treated with a sharp stinging sensation that was so intense it made her whole body go numb.
By the time it was all said and done, Wen Yao had already closed her eyes with a deeply wrinkled brow.
Her soft hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks, her lips were bitten and a drop of blood fell, making her already stunning face look more and more bleak and broken, like a b****y rose ravaged by the wind and rain.
Ji Ming looked at Wen Yao with a slight frown.
He didn't hold back and bent down to reach out. His fingertips wiped the drop of bright red blood from her lips, then gently smeared it on her cheeks, leaving a brightly colored bloodstain.
Wen Yao's eyelashes trembled as she opened her eyes. Her eyes were watery and foggy, and it took her a long time to pull away from the pain.
The man smiled at her, provocatively, and took a breath. "So, I saved you, right?" "What's your plan for repayment?"
"..."
Wen Yao thought back on the dream and suddenly had a realization.
The supporting characters in the story can only do things that go against the main characters if they want to overthrow the plot. After all, Shen Yichuan and Mu Shengsheng are the only pair. Her fated ending is to die a tragic death in the dungeon. They are all people in the drama, and all of their existence serves that brainless dog blood drama.
It might be better to just break it.
The distance is close at hand, Wen Yao's nose is a little sour, and suddenly her heart is cross. She tilts her head and kisses the man on the lips.
The young girl's lips were warm and soft, and the moment he took the initiative to kiss her, Ji Mingdan's throat tightened, and it seemed like there was some kind of electric current that surged through him, tingling the tip of his heart.
I didn't see this coming. My body froze up.
Wen Yao kissed him a bit on the sloppy side, and when she saw that the man's smile was slightly curtailed, she was a little flustered.
I don't think he meant that.
Or was he just checking out her bracelet?
Wen Yao blushed, touching her silver bracelet, "So, how should I repay you?"
Ji Ming Dust was still looking at her, his lips still numb from shock. He didn't speak.
Wen Yao lowered her eyelashes and explained seriously, "This bracelet was given to me by my grandmother. My sister also has one, so I can't give it to you."
"In our thirteen-area base, resources are shared, and most team members don't have personal property. I now expect this bracelet, and only this silver moon knife is left..."
"But it's my weapon of choice for staying alive, and I can't give it to you either."
Ji Ming Dust's eyelashes drooped, his eyes fixed on her moist, full lips. He suddenly laughed lowly, as if he'd been poked and prodded with some kind of laugh. He laughed for a long time without being able to stop.
Wen Yao was already feeling embarrassed. This was being taken too lightly and would only make things worse. "......" "Don't laugh."
"Okay, I won't laugh." Ji Mingduan said he wouldn't laugh, but he couldn't help it. "Since the famous Wen Vice Squad of the Thirteen Bases of the North Continent is so poor and pitiful, then this life-saving grace will be owed for the time being. "
Wen Yao: "..."
I feel like I've been treated unfairly.
She also wanted to say something to save face. The door was suddenly thrown open, and Di Dahu, panicked, lying on the threshold, said, "Boss, something's not right. This hospital building has ghosts."
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