A moment in the bridal chamber, flowers and candles, night, and spring night are worth a thousand pieces of gold.
For Miss Jun, a moment was really valuable. She stood in front of Fang Chengyu.
Even though the best tailor was hired to make the wedding dress, it still looked a bit too big on Fang Chengyu.
This was also because he was slumped in a wheelchair and could not hold up his clothes.
Looking down at him, he looked even smaller.
Miss Jun smiled.
"Sometimes I get anxious and want to say why are you so stupid? Why don't you believe what I say?" she said, "Then I think again, this is normal. People see and think differently.
Same."
"Miss Jun is also very smart." Fang Chengyu also smiled and said, "I know some words are hard to believe no matter how much you say them."
Miss Jun reached out to hold the wheelchair.
"Okay, don't waste time." She said.
The wheelchair was pushed into the clean room. The bath inside was filled with water. The bath was connected to the earth. The room was warm and there were plum branches in bud around it.
But there was no incense or flower fragrance in the clean room, instead there was a weird medicinal smell.
Fang Chengyu's eyes saw the steaming bathtub, the water in which was glowing with a strange black color. A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
So, is the thing everyone is spreading true? He needs to be drugged to make him...
A pair of hands reached over and unbuttoned his shirt.
It is probably this scene that people use to fight for their knives and others.
Fang Chengyu looked at the girl in front of him with a smile. The girl's hands were very nimble and she quickly took off her robe.
"My wife is very good at undressing people," he said with a smile.
The title of lady.
Miss Jun's hand paused slightly.
When she first got married, she thought this was just a forced compensation, but she didn't expect that he was really very nice to her.
It was so good that she couldn't help but be moved.
After all, she is also a young girl.
They can be considered a young couple...naturally they will be affectionate...and have sweet nicknames...
There are some things she doesn't want to think about anymore, not at all.
Miss Jun reached out and grabbed Fang Chengyu's undershirt.
"Yeah," she said, "so don't waste time now."
Fang Chengyu smiled and was about to speak when he was suddenly pulled up by Miss Jun.
"My lady is so..."
Before he could even say the word "worried", he was thrown into the bathtub.
He was a boy, but he was thrown into the water by this girl.
The lady is so rude.
The lady is indeed very strong, no wonder she can fight with Jinxiu.
He wanted to say these words with a smile, but obviously these words made the girl angry.
But as soon as a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, it became distorted, and at the same time an uncontrollable scream rushed out of his mouth.
pain!
There seemed to be thousands of needles piercing into the flesh and bones.
It's like being thrown into a frying pan.
Fang Chengyu felt that his skin was sizzling, as if it had been boiled and fried.
What's going on? Is it because of the drug?
Fang Chengyu yelled again, and then saw Miss Jun standing by the bathtub.
His vision was blurred due to the severe pain, but he could clearly see Miss Jun's condescending and indifferent eyes.
He held back the rest of the screams that had rushed into his throat.
In addition to endless humiliation, his useless body also gave him a strong ability to endure.
If a person has lived a life that feels like being stepped on the edge of a knife every moment since the day he can walk, and he can still live until now without committing suicide, then what pain is there in this world that he cannot endure?
?
Fang Chengyu always felt this way. He looked at Miss Jun standing by the bathtub, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
Miss Jun watched the young man sink into the bathtub. His underwear was soaked and clinging tightly to his body. His skin was trembling, and there were curved bulges under his clothes.
Those veins were swollen, which also showed what kind of pain his body was experiencing.
The pain was not only caused by the hot water that Mrs. Fang had specially asked to prepare, but also stimulated by the decoction.
"This decoction has a beautiful name, it's called Ecstasy Decoction." Master once said.
Miss Jun seemed to see Master standing in front of her with a smile on her face.
"True ecstasy, it will make people want to lose their souls."
A smile also appeared on Miss Jun's face, and she sighed again and looked at Fang Chengyu who had sunk.
"It won't work in such a short time. I still don't have enough strength." She said, rolling up her sleeves and leaning over to pull Fang Chengyu up from the bathtub.
Although Fang Chengyu was young and thin, his body would become heavier after he fainted, and Miss Jun was only one year older than Fang Chengyu and was still a girl, so she placed Fang Chengyu on the couch with half a drag and half a hug.
The underwear she was wearing was also wet.
Miss Jun ignored her own clothes and took off Fang Chengyu's wet clothes first. Looking at the young man's body in front of her, Miss Jun was slightly stunned.
Of course it's not because of the young ****'s body.
Firstly, Fang Chengyu is a child after all, and secondly, she is a doctor who is treating patients at this time. She only sees patients and does not differentiate between men and women.
You can tell that this child is thin when he is wearing clothes, but you can only tell what it looks like when he takes off his clothes and exposes his body.
The bones are covered with skin, and the bones are almost visible, and the skin is green and black in many places.
Miss Jun was silent for a moment.
It's very unfair. He is just a child, and it was wrong for me to lose my temper with him just now.
She was angry just now because Fang Chengyu said those words, which reminded her of past events and people, but she was angry because of those events and that person, and had nothing to do with Fang Chengyu.
It's unfair and wrong to bear her irritation because Fang Chengyu is right in front of him.
Although she tried her best to control it, she felt that her temper was getting worse and worse.
She was not a good-tempered person to begin with.
At that time, the master was finally beaten and said that if he wanted to study medicine with him, the first thing he had to do was to temper his temper.
"At least don't hit people with your whip casually," the master said.
A smile appeared on the corner of Miss Jun's mouth.
Of course she didn't just hit people casually, those were the ones who deserved to be hit.
"It's not that they deserve to be beaten, but you are the one who beats them." Master said.
She didn't understand this sentence for a long time, but now that she thought about it, she understood it immediately.
She was the one who beat people, and because of her identity, those people could be beaten.
Now, Miss Jun, let's try hitting anyone casually.
Thinking of this, Miss Jun smiled bitterly again.
In fact, it was of no use to her to be temperamental at that time, because her identity had never been needed, and Master actually didn't really want to temper her, that is, he just couldn't stand it and just casually talked about her identity and hoped that she would give up.
She is the most noble royal bloodline in the world, but she is also an embarrassing bloodline. Her bad temper will not make people treat her badly, and her good temper will not make others treat her well.
But it's different now. Now she is an ordinary person, living in the world and dealing with the world's rules.
Thinking about it this way, the difficulties and training that the master put through back then are the most useful to her now, including her medical skills.
She only wanted to learn medicine in order to save her father, but in the end, her father was of no use, and now it has become the guarantee of her survival.
Miss Jun was slightly lost in thought until she heard Fang Chengyu's **.
Although he had been dragged out of the soup bath, the pain from the soup soaked into his skin and flesh continued to sting.
Miss Jun took the towel and quilt to dry the water on his body, covered him with a clean thin quilt, took out the small box that had been prepared from the cabinet on the side, and opened it to reveal the long and short golden needles densely arranged in it.
Miss Jun looked at the unconscious young man who still looked in pain and twisted a golden needle.
"You only complain about the injustice of Heaven, so now let me act on behalf of Heaven and give you justice."
The night is getting darker, with red lights hanging high everywhere, and the faint sound of gunshots occasionally coming from the small courtyard filled with red lights, which soon drifts into the cold February night wind. (To be continued)