Chapter 410: Thanks to you, you can still laugh (1)
Bihe took off his coat, leaving only a thin layer of clothing. He shivered from the cold, hurriedly covered the fox fur felt on the couch, and rolled up his sleeves.
The wound was slightly ulcerated, probably due to the gas barrier and the lack of treatment at the beginning. Fortunately, the herbs she found in the woods when she woke up had some effect. She picked up the towel in the water and cleaned the surrounding dirt.
things.
Hong Cen stood aside and watched silently. He was a little more surprised by her. Judging from the wound, it was quite deep and it must be very painful. If a little girl like her encounters something like this,
She must have been crying and fussing because of fear. But she didn't. She didn't even frown. It looked like it didn't hurt at all. Was it really not painful? Impossible, it must have been painful, because he saw that she actually took the
Put the dagger on the lamp and burn it for a while, then cut off the festering flesh in your wound...
His heart tightened with her knife, and he admired her more than anything else! Her tenacity and integrity did not convince those high-rollers in the world at all.[
"Dear little lady, don't be so sullen. Although it's still very pleasing to the eye, it makes me feel sad, haha!" She laughed and winked. "Play me a song, and you'd better sing a little bit.
Listen to something."
"Thank you for being able to laugh at a time like this." Every time she cut, blood came out. He felt pain, but she could still laugh? This little devil is not a thing in the pool, just a daughter.
?What a pity...
Hong Cen smiled slightly and cursed himself secretly. She was not nervous, so why was he nervous at the side? Involuntarily, he listened to her words, sat down by the piano, and played a song for her. After all, she was still his customer.
Woolen cloth.
He just played the piano and didn't sing. He knew that this kid was just talking and wouldn't really care whether he sang or not.
Listening to music and treating wounds at the same time is not an act of elegance, it is just trying to distract yourself with music.
Bihe wiped away the blood and applied medicine to herself. "Little lady, come here."
She was a little exhausted and fell on the soft couch. Hong Cen knew at a glance why she called him over. He picked up the straps and tied them up carefully. His movements were gentle, and even his posture made people look at him with an indescribable feeling.