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Chapter 173: Time to Rest

Yaoyao glanced at the place where Shadow had been lying just now. On the pink bed quilt, there was a pool of bright red blood...

"How did you get injured?" Yaoyao tore off Shadow's clothes very directly. The scar on his lower abdomen was as long as an index finger, and blood kept pouring out.

"..." Shadow had a cold face and said nothing,

Yaoyao put on her clothes and got out of bed, looked for a few pieces of cloth in the room, and dug a pot of wine under the bed...

Shadow watched with interest as Yaoyao pinched her nose. Meng took a sip of wine and then sprayed it on the wound on his abdomen. This was repeated several times.

Yaoyao skillfully helped Yin Ying clean the wound, applied some medicine, blew on it gently, then casually pulled a few pieces of cloth to bandage it, and then naturally helped Yin Ying pull up his clothes.

"Do you often treat wounds?" Shadow couldn't help but said,

"Yeah!" Yaoyao responded casually, then pushed towards the shadow: "Come in..."

Shadow is a little unclear, so

"It's time to rest!" Yaoyao yawned delicately. She didn't want to face Leng Haofeng's big ice cube with giant panda eyes tomorrow.

So Yaoyao stretched out her hand once and pushed Shadow into the inside of the bed.

Shadow gasped and moved slightly to the inside of the bed.

"Is there an injury on your back too?"

Obviously, Yaoyao's observation of patients is quite detailed. Without waiting for Shadow to answer, Yaoyao said: "Take off your clothes and let me take a look..."

Shadow said "Ah" again. Obviously, she couldn't get used to Yaoyao's way of thinking. She said so frankly and took off her clothes, but there are differences between men and women, right?

Seeing that Yingying was shocked by her boldness and remained unmoved, Yaoyao could only reach out and quickly pulled Yingying's belt, pulled it casually a few times, and then took off Yingying's clothes.

Half of Shadow's handsome face is hidden under the silver-rimmed mask, hot, hot...

Yaoyao pushed Shadow and made him lie down... On the fair skin, hideous whip wounds were exposed in the air, criss-crossing, and the bright red flesh was bloody and shocking...

Yaoyao couldn't help but said "Ah" in surprise, Shadow, how could there be whiplash? It's really an accident...


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