Guchengbi walked out slowly at this time, "Zhang Cheng, what happened to the wound?"
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
His face looked like something big had happened.
The bearded man said impatiently: "You're not a girl, why are you so coquettish? Don't wait for the injury to get worse. Brother Zhang, just let me wrap up the wound for you." [
Guchengbi just looked at her without speaking, as if he was waiting for her to say something before he would help.
Murong Qingshuang struggled for a long time before trying to speak, "Li..."
"I'll do it." He was just waiting for her to speak, and he didn't need to hear what she said. He would interrupt with one word.
The bearded man said carelessly, "I do what I do."
Guchengbi sighed, shook his head slowly, pulled her over and said, "I have learned some medical skills and can bandage wounds. You are so careless, what if the wound worsens?"
When the bearded man heard this, he patted his head and was very annoyed, "I am indeed a bit sloppy in my work. Brother Li, thank you very much!"
Murong Qingshuang said to him: "I'm fine, you can go play with them."
The bearded man chuckled, a little embarrassed, but still nodded and said: "Come with us when you feel better. Girls in Jingyue Tower, you have nothing to say!"
After the bearded man left, Murong Qingshuang breathed a sigh of relief, but she almost couldn't hold on anymore.
Sweat beads were dripping down continuously, and the originally black and yellow complexion turned a little white.
She forced herself to stand, while Gucheng Bi was still there, as if nothing was wrong, "Why don't you go to the brothel with them?"
Murong Qingshuang glared at him and walked back.
"One, two..." He didn't know what to count, so he suddenly reported the number.
"Three!" As soon as the word was pronounced, he raised his right hand, with a faint smile, and looked at Murong Qingshuang, who was expected to be unable to stand, and fell into his hand.
"You're so heavy!"
While feeling dizzy, I suddenly heard his emotionless words and was carried to the room by him.
It was this sentence that touched on the most taboo thing about women besides age. She gritted her teeth and uttered, "Take your uncle seriously!"
He sneered lightly and said with disdain, "Every time I save you, I will remember it. It's best to count it yourself! Don't admit it in the end."
He kicked the door open and reluctantly carried her inside.[
