Chapter 882 Calm
I really want to pee, my bladder is so full that it is about to explode.
Staring at the long silver needle sticking in the middle of the root, which is thinner than the hairpin.
Penetrating through the 'waste' straight into his body, this is to prevent the severed urethra from growing and making it impossible to urinate.When the eunuchs in the palace just received castration, in order to prevent the urethra from closing with the wound, they would also use one to leave a hole for urination.
It's just that he is special, passing through the hole with the waste root together.
He raised his hand to pull out the long silver needle, and after the painful feeling of scratching, the urine gushed out uncontrollably, accompanied by a few strands of bright red blood, soaking a large puddle on the bed.
He closed his eyes painfully.
In-continence, urinary in-continence.
There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he found that even if he wanted to laugh, he couldn't laugh out loud.
In this way, he, who was always obsessed with cleanliness, was like a dead body, without struggling or moving, lying down in the urine that was full of - the bed.
He didn't know how long he had been in a coma before waking up, and he didn't know how much water this body drank while it was in a coma.
There was so much waste urine that more than half of the bed was wet.
The inhuman cruelty flashed through his mind one by one as if it had just happened.
The moment it was cut, it was extraordinarily clear.
His pitch-black pupils were out of focus, and he was like a puppet that had lost its vitality.
The whole heart is riddled with holes, the whole body is weak and decadent, and the whole person has lost vitality and vitality.
wanna die.
Why is such a useless wretch like him still alive!
He should have died directly, fell into hell after death, turned into a ghost, swallowed Jun Moshang alive, eunuched him before killing him, and killed him before dismembering his corpse!
hatred.
His eyes were red with overwhelming anger.
The fists were clenched with a "cluck, click" sound.He is not reconciled to the great hegemony he created, he is not reconciled to die, he will never let Jun Moshang go!
Sitting up abruptly, he pulled hard on his severely wounded and unhealed internal organs. He didn't seem to feel any pain at all, so he sneered, "Yuanzi."
"The little one is here!" Yuanzi, who was worried outside the house, entered the room. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a foul smell.His eyes touched the yellow turbid liquid all over the bed, and saw the filth all over the master's body, and he immediately understood that the master had lost control of his urine.
My heart is distressed and extremely sad.
What a noble person the master is, and now life is worse than death. The person who killed the master with such a murderous hand is really too hateful, he should be chopped into a pulp!
Afraid of touching his master's pain, Yuanzi was cautious, not daring to say anything, not daring to ask.
"Bring in the medicine and meals." His hoarse and broken voice didn't have any ups and downs.
"Yes."
Then, at the table in the wing room, Jun Youqi sat upright, wearing a robe, and began to eat and take medicine gracefully.
He had an expressionless face, as if nothing had happened.
Yuanzi stood aside, "Master, do you want me to feed you..."
As if he had never heard of it, he took medicine, drank porridge, and drank water.
Yuanzi's eyes fell on the stinky urine beach on the bed again, he couldn't figure out how the master, who loves cleanliness so much, can still eat in such a smelly environment. , the master will chop off people's heads.
I want to ask the master if he wants to tidy up the bed first, or change another room.
His mouth moved, but he didn't dare to say the words that came to his mouth.
I always feel that the current master seems calm, but is more terrifying than before.
Just standing next to his master, his scalp was involuntarily numb.Although the master was peaceful, he didn't show anything.
(End of this chapter)
I really want to pee, my bladder is so full that it is about to explode.
Staring at the long silver needle sticking in the middle of the root, which is thinner than the hairpin.
Penetrating through the 'waste' straight into his body, this is to prevent the severed urethra from growing and making it impossible to urinate.When the eunuchs in the palace just received castration, in order to prevent the urethra from closing with the wound, they would also use one to leave a hole for urination.
It's just that he is special, passing through the hole with the waste root together.
He raised his hand to pull out the long silver needle, and after the painful feeling of scratching, the urine gushed out uncontrollably, accompanied by a few strands of bright red blood, soaking a large puddle on the bed.
He closed his eyes painfully.
In-continence, urinary in-continence.
There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he found that even if he wanted to laugh, he couldn't laugh out loud.
In this way, he, who was always obsessed with cleanliness, was like a dead body, without struggling or moving, lying down in the urine that was full of - the bed.
He didn't know how long he had been in a coma before waking up, and he didn't know how much water this body drank while it was in a coma.
There was so much waste urine that more than half of the bed was wet.
The inhuman cruelty flashed through his mind one by one as if it had just happened.
The moment it was cut, it was extraordinarily clear.
His pitch-black pupils were out of focus, and he was like a puppet that had lost its vitality.
The whole heart is riddled with holes, the whole body is weak and decadent, and the whole person has lost vitality and vitality.
wanna die.
Why is such a useless wretch like him still alive!
He should have died directly, fell into hell after death, turned into a ghost, swallowed Jun Moshang alive, eunuched him before killing him, and killed him before dismembering his corpse!
hatred.
His eyes were red with overwhelming anger.
The fists were clenched with a "cluck, click" sound.He is not reconciled to the great hegemony he created, he is not reconciled to die, he will never let Jun Moshang go!
Sitting up abruptly, he pulled hard on his severely wounded and unhealed internal organs. He didn't seem to feel any pain at all, so he sneered, "Yuanzi."
"The little one is here!" Yuanzi, who was worried outside the house, entered the room. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a foul smell.His eyes touched the yellow turbid liquid all over the bed, and saw the filth all over the master's body, and he immediately understood that the master had lost control of his urine.
My heart is distressed and extremely sad.
What a noble person the master is, and now life is worse than death. The person who killed the master with such a murderous hand is really too hateful, he should be chopped into a pulp!
Afraid of touching his master's pain, Yuanzi was cautious, not daring to say anything, not daring to ask.
"Bring in the medicine and meals." His hoarse and broken voice didn't have any ups and downs.
"Yes."
Then, at the table in the wing room, Jun Youqi sat upright, wearing a robe, and began to eat and take medicine gracefully.
He had an expressionless face, as if nothing had happened.
Yuanzi stood aside, "Master, do you want me to feed you..."
As if he had never heard of it, he took medicine, drank porridge, and drank water.
Yuanzi's eyes fell on the stinky urine beach on the bed again, he couldn't figure out how the master, who loves cleanliness so much, can still eat in such a smelly environment. , the master will chop off people's heads.
I want to ask the master if he wants to tidy up the bed first, or change another room.
His mouth moved, but he didn't dare to say the words that came to his mouth.
I always feel that the current master seems calm, but is more terrifying than before.
Just standing next to his master, his scalp was involuntarily numb.Although the master was peaceful, he didn't show anything.
(End of this chapter)
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