Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

When he walked out of the rest pavilion, the blood eagle had been waiting outside, but now he followed Mingye with a thin red coat in his hand.

Tang Nuanhua wanted to laugh, and was about to tease where the blood eagle looked like a killer, and when it was clearly Mingye's personal nanny, the blood eagle suddenly exclaimed, "Boss! Your wound is open!"

Ming Ye immediately lowered his head and looked at his arm.

When the doctor took the bullet for him two days ago, he cut a wound on his hand. It had been sutured with needles, but after a day of exercise, the wound had split open and a large amount of blood had penetrated out. .

During the training, because the two men were highly concentrated on the bullet, they did not notice the wound.

Now they all stopped, only to realize that this piece of hard work had dyed the red sleeves on the midnight half of the night into a darker red than the surrounding colors.

"My goodness!"

Tang Nuanhua took a step closer and saw the wound on Ming Ye's hand, and his heart suddenly grasped, "Blood Eagle, quickly call the doctor and bandage Ming Ye again!"

"Yes." The blood eagle immediately went down to do it.

Tang Nuanhua turned his head and said to Ming Ye, "Ming Ye, go back to your room, I will stop the bleeding with alcohol first!"

After speaking, Tang Nuan's painting took Mingye out.

After pulling it hard for a few times, Tang Nuan's painting found that Mingye couldn't be pulled at all!

He was as heavy as a huge shot put, and seemed to be deliberately refusing to leave.

Tang Nuanhua was extremely worried, and had to turn around and reprimand softly, "Mingye, you go! If you lose too much blood in a while, will you still die?"

Ming Ye didn't care, just looking at Tang Nuan's painting, with a chuckle on his face, "Are you nervous about me?"

I don't know why, seeing Tang Nuan painting anxiously, Ming Ye felt inexplicably warm for the first time.

It was strange that he could still feel warm when he was such a cold person.

"Aren't you nonsense?"

Seeing that Ming Ye froze and refused to leave, Tang Nuan's painting was speechless, "You are my friend and my benefactor, how can I not be nervous about you?"

"Besides, if you die, how can I fight against Baicheng and the others? So you give me a hurry, do you hear me!"

The portrait of Tang Nuan stared at Ming Ye like a little adult, but her tone was full of worry, and then she walked around behind Ming Ye, pushing him forward like a child pushing a big rock.

Upon seeing this, a small smile appeared on the corner of Ming Ye's mouth, and then let Tang Nuan's painting push him forward.

After returning to the room, before the doctor came, Tang Nuanhua had to let Mingye sit on the bed first, and then coldly ordered, "The clothes are taken off."

?

Ming Ye was obviously taken aback when she heard this, and then looked at Tang Nuan's painting with a smile, "Are you serious?"

"nonsense!"

Tang Nuanhua glared at him unceremoniously, "Your clothes are soaked in blood, how do you deal with the wound if you don't take it off? Take it off quickly, don't chirp."

Ming Ye smiled and had to take off his clothes obediently, and then revealed a strong chest and arms with a healthy complexion.

Tang Nuanhua looked over and found that his chest was still very stylish, but his arms were now bloody.

The white bandage that had been wrapped around it had all been soaked in blood, loose and out of shape, but Ming Ye seemed to be okay, with no fluctuations in his expression.

"My God, Mingye, are you reincarnated with wood, don't you feel the pain?" Tang Nuan felt severe pain when he looked at the painting, and admired how Mingye did it this day. Without saying a word.

Could it be that he can't be beaten with iron?

Mingye was full of indifferent smiles, "When you are highly concentrated, you can't notice the pain at all. It's like when you train in the afternoon, you can still feel the pain of an air gun hitting you. ?"

Hearing this, Tang Nuan's painting was suddenly taken aback.

Xin said that it seemed to be the same. Even though Tang Nuan painting was hit by an air gun during training in the afternoon, he didn't feel the slightest pain. Compared with the morning, it was very different.

It wasn't until she relaxed completely that the body functions seemed to be restored, the painful pain, the sour sore.

What kind of logic is this?

However, Tang Nuanhua didn't bother to pursue these at this moment, but carefully took off the gauze for Mingye, and then used a cotton swab with alcohol to treat the **** wounds for Mingye patiently.

"Come on, I don't think you should teach me tomorrow. You have become like this. Let's take care of the wounds on your hands first!"

"I owe you a life, but I can't have another hand. In case something happens to your hand because of me, then I really can't pay it back in my life."

While talking, Tang Nuan painted gently wipe the sutures of Mingye's wound with a cotton swab soaked in alcohol.

The wound was indeed obviously cracked, and even the thread that stitched the muscles was loosened a lot, so Tang Nuan could only be careful and careful, for fear that the secondary irritation of alcohol was too strong and it hurt Mingye.

But even if you were careful, Mingye couldn't help but breathe in an air-conditioner, "Hi, woman, can you do it lightly!"

"I'm already very light, okay?"

Tang Nuan snorted and defended, "Furthermore, you can bear the pain for a day. Can't you bear this pain?"

"This, this is different..." Ming Ye was speechless.

"I don't care about the difference. Anyway, a little bit of pain is better than a wound infection." Tang Nuan ignored him and continued to wipe him carefully.

But after a while, the wound was finally wiped clean, and the blood was stopped by Tang Nuan's painting. Tang Nuan's painting was finally satisfied.

"Okay, wait for the doctor to come in a while, and then re-stitch the wound for you." Tang Nuanhua said with a smile, while putting away the alcohol and everything.

Ming Ye watched her figure silently at this time, and the corners of her mouth evoked an arc.

I don't know why, after a few days of getting along, he seems to have suddenly discovered the cuteness of this woman.

And the more you look, the more cute you are, the more you look, the more obsessed you...

"Tang Nuan painting."

Suddenly, Ming Ye looked at Tang Nuan idiotically and said, "You are really cute."

"What?"

Tang Nuanhua had just put the alcohol in the drawer, turned his head in shock when he heard the sound, and then looked at Ming Ye and laughed out loud, "Brother, are you nervous? I'm cute? Are you afraid? That's why you see my explosive side, right?"

"is it?"

Ming Ye smiled, her eyes were inexplicably gentle, "I really want to see."

"But I advise you not to let me see it, because if you attract me, you can't escape."