Chapter 321: Prime Minister, please don't be shy [15]
The sharp knife approached Zi Jin's feet step by step. Qing Ling's eyes were steady and firm, Lan Qingruo's expression was a little serious, and Zi Jin... Oh, please ignore that she was infatuated with Lan Qingruo and stared at him.
He kept looking at his face, completely ignoring the wound that looked like "death or death" just now.
The sharp tip of the knife touched the delicate skin on the sole of the woman's foot, and it was cut open with just a slight stroke.
Black and purple blood flowed out bit by bit, dripping into the basin next to the bed.
After a while, the water in the basin was dyed red.
"Prime Minister, you know what it means to share joys and sorrows, you know what it means to lead by example, and do you know what it means to empathize with others?" Chunyu Zijin grabbed Lan Qingruo's hand. Although he was still laughing and joking, the cold sweat on his forehead was really serious.
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At this moment, Qing Ling had calmed down and was about to take out the meteorite that was stuck under Zijin's feet.
The knife went deeper bit by bit and began to remove the meteorite.
Fine beads of sweat also began to appear on Qing Ling's forehead.
However, the movements of her hands did not stop at all. The sharp knife was twisted on Chunyu Zijin's soles bit by bit, carefully removing the remaining fragments of the meteorite.
But Chunyu Zijin seemed to finally be unable to bear it any longer. He suddenly took Lan Qingruo's hand and bit Lan Qingruo's arm with just one bite!
Now, you should know what it means to share joys and sorrows, to feel the same, I feel pain, Mr. Xiang, please feel pain with me too——
"You!" Lan Qingruo's eyes widened, looking at this misbehaving woman, she couldn't help but feel angry.
Lan Qingruo couldn't help but frown as a dull pain came over him.
But seeing the pale look on Chunyu Zijin's face, Lan Qingruo still didn't speak.
He just silently pulled down his sleeves to cover the marks that were bitten by Chunyu Zijin.
"It's done."
Qing Ling suddenly stood up and glanced with satisfaction at the three large, two small and three meteorites soaked in the blood-stained water basin beside the bed.
Zijin breathed a sigh of relief and saw clearly what had hurt him. They were three stones less than the size of a fingernail.
But this stone is a rare meteorite. If a person with deep inner strength uses this as a hidden weapon, just one stone can kill someone...
"Brother, I'm going to prepare medicine for the princess. This bandaging work..." Qing Ling looked at the expressions of the two of them, with a little more smile in her eyes.
Zi Jin also heard the meaning of Qing Ling's words and looked at Lan Qingruo with a smile, "Sister-in-law Qing Ling has worked hard. The prime minister will definitely help me do this bandaging. At the very least, I will do it for you."
The injury to the house is so serious, don’t you think that’s right, Mr. Xiang?”
Qing Ling looked at Chunyu Zijin's expression, with a narrow smile on her face and a pair of sparkling almond eyes. She walked out without waiting for Lan Qingruo's answer, and closed the two doors.
For a moment, only Lan Qingruo and Chunyu Zijin were left in the room.
From the medicine stove, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out, lingering in the room, making it even more ambiguous.
Chunyu Zijin looked at Lan Qingruo pitifully and handed Lan Qingruo a piece of gauze.
"Master Xiang, my wound hasn't been bandaged yet."
Saying this, Chunyu Zijin's eyes were full of smiles.
Lan Qingruo stared at Chunyu Zijin's eyes for a long time and opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything after all.
He just quietly took the gauze from Chunyu Zijin's hand and squatted down.