In addition to these dazzling lacerations, Yun Luo also keenly noticed that there were long and thin red marks all over his skin, like broken porcelain, spreading across his entire upper body.
Yun Luo couldn't help but frown.
These marks feel like scars that have been scratched by sharp objects and then healed again.
The bright red blood and pink traces contrasted with Jun Wuchen's jade-like complexion, as if the elegant and sharp beauty and the ferocious ugliness were integrated into one, instead it was filled with a strange, sadistic beauty of allure. However, Yun Luo has no time to appreciate it at this moment.
Her face was full of shock, and she couldn't recover for a while.
A cool and slender hand gently touched her cheek and pinched it before she came back to her senses.
Jun Wuchen's low and joking voice sounded: "What, you are fascinated by this king's body? You are all dumbfounded."
How long has it been and he still has the heart to tease her??
Yun Luo grabbed his palm and glared at him angrily, "I'll settle the score with you later. Just lie down and don't move. I'll ask someone to get wound medicine and gauze."
Although there are so many wounds that do not appear to be fatal, they must be treated as soon as possible.
Otherwise, just the blood loss from the wound would be enough to cost someone half their life.
Yun Luo stood up in a hurry and wanted to walk out.
Jun Wuchen stretched out his hand to hold her, but the wound on his arm collapsed and pain suddenly hit him.
The strength in his hand weakened, and he failed to hold Yun Luo's hand, but instead grabbed her skirt.
Yun Luo felt the pulling force, turned around and saw Jun Wuchen blinking a pair of innocent dark purple phoenix eyes. Like the two little guys, he was tugging at the hem of her skirt to prevent her from leaving.
Wisps of blood followed the beautiful muscle lines of his arms and slid to the ground.
There was almost a small pool of blood next to the soft couch.
Yun Luo wanted to pick up the pillow and slap him, and shouted angrily: "I told you not to move, but you still move! Do you think the blood has not flowed enough?"
Jun Wuchen said innocently and aggrievedly: "I just want to tell you that there is no need to prepare any medicine for injuries. These injuries are fine and will be healed soon."
"How is it possible..." Yun Luo didn't believe it, just thinking that he was trying to show off his strength.
Just as she was about to push his hand away, Jun Wuchen grabbed her and pointed at herself, "Look if you don't believe me."
Yun Luo subconsciously followed his movements and saw a silvery light suddenly appearing on Jun Wuchen's scarred skin, slowly flowing along the skin.
Wherever the silver light goes, it is like magic.
The bleeding stopped automatically, and the split flesh slowly grew back and healed, without even scars. In the end, only a shallow pink red mark was left on the skin.
There are red marks like this all over Jun Wuchen's body, and there are thousands and tens of thousands of them that he can't count.
Yun Luo's eyes widened, and there was strong disbelief in his eyes: "This, how is this done?"
Is this kind of healing speed really possible for humans?
As a doctor, Yun Luo instinctively flashed a trace of suspicion in his heart. He felt very incredible and even vaguely wanted to study it...
Wounds large and small are healing one after another.
The originally weak aura on Jun Wuchen's body gradually became stronger again.
He smiled and nodded the tip of her startled nose, "Didn't I tell you earlier that ordinary elixirs are ineffective on me. Instead of asking you to go to the trouble of applying the medicine, it would be better for me to heal faster myself."