The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 360 He really still hates her

The tip of her nose fluttered, and soon she smelled the smell of blood in the air.

When she came out with the medicine box again, Jiang He was already standing in the central control room waiting for her.

The four eyes met, and he raised his eyes to look at her, the meaning in his eyes was the tenderness she had never seen before.

The heart ached again.

Jiang Teng twitched the corners of his mouth and signaled: "Sit on the sofa, and I'll give you medicine."

Originally, he thought that he would have to say a few more words to make Jiang He "benevolent", but he didn't expect him to be obedient and sat down upright.

Not only that, he saw Jiang Teng Leng still looking at her suspiciously, as if asking: Why don't you come over and give me medicine?

—No objection?No disgust?This must be an illusion.

Throwing the ridiculous thoughts out of his mind, Jiang Teng hesitated for two steps, and explained aloud: "At this point they are all resting, and the only ones who are still awake here are probably you and me. If you don't want me to bandage you, Then I advise you to bear it, otherwise you will wait to lose too much blood..." and die.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang He interrupted him with a sullen face. He stared at her chattering lips, his eyes darkened a little, and said coldly, "Jiang Teng, why didn't I realize that you talk so much before."

The words that came to his mouth were choked, and Jiang Teng's left hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched, and his breathing was a little short.

——Look, he really still hates her.

But for a few words, I don't want to listen.

His nails were deeply embedded in his palms, suppressing the pain from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Teng suppressed the pain in his eyes, then he picked up the first aid kit and walked towards Jiang He as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until he got closer that Jiang Teng could clearly see how long the gash on Jiang He's arm was; and he didn't know whether Jiang He was in pain or didn't pay attention, he didn't stop the bleeding at all, and let the wound be exposed; The blood flowed like a column, soaking the shirt in an instant.

"you……"

Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, Jiang Teng fell silent after uttering a single word, without further words.

Since Jiang He loathes her so much, even her caring words are thorny in his ears. In the end, isn't she the saddest person?

The first aid kit was placed on the table by her. She skillfully opened the small medicine box, took out the small scissors, and cut off the fabric near Jiang He's wound. While disinfecting the wound, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Jiang He.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it."

Not everyone can bear Nalan Yi's wound spray.

She felt that she had to remind him, so as not to make him feel that she was doing it on purpose.

"It's okay, little hurt."

The other party's dark pupils reflected her reflection, maybe some people's eyes are naturally affectionate, even looking at the most hated person can inexplicably give birth to a bit of affection.

That's why she foolishly thought that Jiang He might still have some affection for her,

Looking back now, it's even more ridiculous.

"If you can't help it, you can tell me, and I will anesthetize you."

Leaving such a sentence, Jiang Teng held Jiang He's wrist; he pressed the artery on his arm with his hand, and aimed the spray at his wound unexpectedly.

The mist medicine sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle, and the moment it touched the wound, she felt Jiang He's shoulder suddenly exerted force, and veins popped out on the back of his hand, as if he was enduring great pain.

But even so, Jiang He still didn't say a word of 'pain'.

This made Jiang Teng extremely admire.

——When she used it before, this kind of piercing pain made her wish to scold the eight generations of the enemy's ancestors from beginning to end.

(End of this chapter)