Luoyang suddenly became nervous and asked: "Are you okay?"
"Don't worry about it!" Baili Jianjia didn't appreciate it at all.
Luoyang: "..."
This is what happens when you mess with a woman.
"Ouch!" Baili Jianjia cried out in pain again.
Luoyang was really worried, so he said again: "How about I come over and give you a look?"
"Come here!" Baili Jianjia groaned in pain.
"I'm coming." Luoyang walked over, and when he was about to reach the tree, he suddenly remembered that he was not wearing trousers, and hurriedly opened them to put them on.
At this time, Baili Jianjia's voice came from behind the tree: "Do you want to come over and help? I suspect that the blood vessel is broken and there is a lot of blood."
When Luoyang heard this, he was so anxious that he didn't bother to put on his pants and quickly stepped over the tree trunk.
Baili Jianjia was lying behind a tree with several wounds on her back, some with wooden thorns and some with rock fragments. She pulled out the longest wooden thorn stuck in her chassis.
A little, but it might be because of the barbs that couldn't be pulled out. The wound bled a lot, staining her chassis and legs red, giving people a shocking sense of déjà vu.
Luoyang walked over and knelt next to her. While feeling the wound, he comforted her: "Don't be nervous. There are no big blood vessels in your butt, so there will be no danger."
"Don't lie to me. I feel a little dizzy. This is a reaction from excessive blood loss." Baili Jianjia's face was pale, and it was really a reaction from excessive blood loss.
"I'll take care of it for you. Just lie down and don't move." Luoyang grabbed the wooden thorn and tried to lift it up.
"Ouch, ouch..." Baili Jianjia screamed in pain.
However, there are barbs and they are quite deep.
"I have to make your wound wider." Luoyang took the Nepali Army knife from the pile of clothes and disinfected it with the alcohol in the first aid kit.
Baili Jianjia looked back and said, "This scalpel of yours is really small."
Luoyang said: "There is no anesthetic. I use spiritual power to relieve your pain, so I have to rub it for you and give you physical anesthesia."
"Knead...where?"
Luoyang placed his hand on the plump and straight chassis, and his spiritual energy penetrated the five fingers and slowly rubbed them.
Baili Jianjia's pretty, slightly pale face inexplicably gained a bit of color, half out of embarrassment and half out of embarrassment.
Luoyang increases spiritual power output.
Baili Jianjia's pain eased and she became more energetic. She kept looking back at Luoyang. At first she could hold back her voice, but soon she couldn't help it anymore: "Well... hum...
…”
Luoyang glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, feeling a little confused. It was a normal reaction for patients to hum while receiving treatment, but this sound caused him a little trouble as a doctor.
"You kissed me, and now you're rubbing my... What's our relationship now?" Baili Jianjia stared at Luoyang's face, observing his reaction.
Luoyang was a little confused: "Don't get me wrong. I was worried about you drowning in the river before, so I gave you artificial respiration. Now I am treating you. I am a doctor and you are a patient. You go to the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital.
A male doctor, he delivers the baby, isn’t that normal?”
"You still want to deliver my baby?"
Luoyang: "..."
Sometimes when trying to reason with women, it's really like talking to a chicken. It's not just about gender, it's also about species.
Luoyang's five fingers made a final effort, and the range of movements also increased a bit.
The wound with the wooden thorn opened and closed, but under the influence of spiritual healing, no blood flowed out of the wound.
The other one is also in the same situation, opening and closing, sometimes the shape is natural, sometimes distorted.
But Luoyang didn't dare to look.
"Do you really not consider what I told you before?" Baili Jianjia asked again.
Luoyang smiled bitterly: "My hero, can we talk about this after I treat you?"
"If you reject me, the organization will arrange for Xuan Taimei to have sex with you."
Luoyang: "..."
He couldn't help but think of the big girl who studied metaphysics. She was only 19 years old and her mind was immature. If he had to choose one of the two lesbians from the Xuanwu Bureau, he would rather
Choose the one in front of you. However, this is just a hypothesis.
In his concept, love should not be mixed with interests, so he broke up with Ye Zi and Sun Shangxiang. He also believed that love should not have a political stance, so he would not choose between Xuan Taimei and Baili Jianjia
who.
"If Xuan Taimei doesn't get along with you, there will be a third or fourth person, and the organization will even send people to do Bai Jing's ideological work." Baili Jianjia said.
Luoyang suddenly had an idea: "How about the Xuanwu Bureau takes Bai Jing under her wing and lets her become a female warrior or arrange a civilian job? You make her one of your own and then send her to live with me. Isn't that right?"
Does that solve the problem?”
Baili Jianjia said: "Do you think anyone can enter the Xuanwu Bureau? Those with very high requirements must either have extraordinary strength, such as you, or have slightly weaker strength but meet the family background, such as Hu Bufei.
of."
That guy Hu Bufei is indeed a related person.
"Which one are you?" Luoyang glanced at her.
"It's not convenient for me to say, but I can tell you that my grandfather participated in almost all the battles, and my dad also carried a gun and fought across the 38th Parallel, and later participated in the self-defense war. Although there are no wars now, I
I took the gun from the hands of these two old men and defended my country."
When she said this, Luoyang understood that she was the kind of aristocratic family she mentioned. In such a situation, Bai Jing would never be able to join the Xuanwu Bureau in her life. That's true, children from ordinary people's families would not be able to take the exam.
A civil servant has to cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops, let alone enter such a mysterious department, there is no chance.
But he doesn't care. With him here, the female disciples don't have to work in their lives, they can just play.
The pre-operative work is almost done.
Luoyang took a Nepalese army knife and carefully opened the wound to a depth of about three centimeters. He saw the barb and the blood vessel pierced by it.
"I'm going to pull it out." Luoyang said.
"You, please pull it out." Baili Jianjia then added, "Pull it out slowly, don't pull it out all at once."
Luoyang grabbed the wooden thorn and lifted it up.
"Ouch!" Baili Jianjia yelled. She looked at the wound and said, "I told you to pull it out slowly, but you had to pull it out all at once. Look, it's bleeding."
Luoyang felt a little sick, but he quickly overcame it. He stretched out Taichu's medical finger and pressed it on her wound, healing it with spiritual power.
The spiritual power seals the wound, stimulates and helps cell regeneration. Although it is not as exaggerated as "burning and welding", it is almost the same. Luoyang is equivalent to using two fingers as a "welding gun" to weld the wound on the chassis of Baili Jianjia.
Another natural wound, he would not dare to "solder" it under any circumstances.
The pain completely disappeared and the blood stopped flowing. Baili Jianjia completely relaxed. Her eyesight deviated a little, and then she felt a little stimulated.
"You actually wear a pair of underwear to treat me?"
It was hard to answer this, so Luoyang concentrated on "soldering".
"I'm talking to you." Baili Jianjia obviously wanted an explanation.
"It's done, you put on your clothes, it's time for us to leave here." Luoyang stood up and walked away.