The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 120: If You Can’t Make a Cut, Then Come Again (1)

look back.

The beautiful lines are full of coldness, at that moment, the sun is covered, and the air freezes into ice instantly.

Leng Shuimo looked at Yun Yiran who was dressed in red, a strange luster seemed to flash in the bottom of his glazed eyes, but that emotion disappeared in an instant, leaving only endless indifference.

"This is where?"

Yun Yiran naturally knows that it is impossible for her current strength to compete with Leng Shuimo, but this does not mean that she is weak and easy to bully!

If the other party dared to challenge her, then she would desperately want to bite off a piece of the other party's flesh!

Indifferent words.

Coupled with the gleaming dagger in his hand, it can be said that Yun Yiran's current appearance is like an angry little beast, with a raging rage radiating from his body!

Leng Shuimo slightly raised his cold eyebrows: "What you want to ask should be what I did to you last night."

"..."

In a word, Yun Yiran's face turned cold in vain!
I saw that she raised her dagger and stabbed at Leng Shui Mo fiercely!
In the next second, with the sound of tearing flesh and blood, she frowned slightly, "Why didn't you hide?"

It can be said that even if she exhausted all her strength, she was still like a child's play in front of Leng Shuimo.

Therefore, before she attacked, she didn't expect to hurt him at all, she just wanted to vent.

Now looking at the dagger that Qi Gen submerged, it made her as calm as she was a little surprised.

"Why hide?"

Leng Shuimo looked down at the dagger on his chest, and a few traces of teasing flashed across his cold face.

"..."

Speaking of which, Leng Shuimo helped her before, after all, now that she has been hurt by her, the sullenness in her heart can be regarded as released.

So, she glanced slightly, looking for any herbs around that could stop the bleeding.

It's just that the surrounding area is empty, and there is nothing available at all. She can only let the ball spray fire at the soil on the ground.

"Be patient."

After saying two words to Leng Shuimo, she quickly pulled out the dagger on her chest, and immediately, the blood flowed even faster!

"Tick...tick..."

The billowing drops of blood fell to the ground like dazzling flowers, which seemed to fill the air with a sweet and greasy smell of blood.

However, even under such circumstances, the expression on Leng Shuimo's face is still the same indifference for thousands of years, not even a single line has changed...

At this time, Yun Yiran had to admire Leng Shuimo's concentration, so she didn't delay any longer, and directly pasted the high-temperature sterilized soil on his wound: "This can stop the bleeding temporarily, and I will find some herbs in a while No matter how well you handle it, it’s just that this knife is too deep, if you hurt your internal organs, I will sew it up for you.”

Performing surgery can be said to be Yun Yiran's strong point, but in ancient times, there were no sterile things and sterile rooms, so it will undoubtedly become more troublesome.

Surgery?Stitch?
Obviously, it was the first time Leng Shuimo had heard these two words.

However, looking at Yun Yiran's serious appearance, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips slightly: "Isn't this kind of game interesting?"

"..."

Yun Yiran didn't know how to answer, so he could only turn around.

"Do you want to know who took off your clothes?" Leng Shuimo asked suddenly.

Yun Yiran replied with two words in a cold voice: "Shut up!"

(End of this chapter)