When walking out of the rest pavilion, Blood Eagle was waiting outside, but now he followed Ming Ye, holding a thin red coat in his hand.
Tang Nuanhua wanted to laugh, and was about to tease Xue Ying about how he still looked like a killer. He was clearly Ming Ye's personal nanny, when Xue Ying suddenly exclaimed, "Boss! Your wound is open!"
Ming Ye immediately lowered his head and looked at his arms.
When the doctor took out the bullet for him two days ago, he cut a wound on his hand. It had been sutured with a needle and thread, but after a day of exercise, the wound had opened and a large amount of blood had seeped out. .
During training, because the two were highly focused on the bullet, they did not notice the wound.
Now that they all stopped, they realized that all their hard work had dyed half of Ming Ye's red sleeves a darker red than the surrounding colors.
"OMG!"
Tang Nuanhua took a step closer and saw the injury on Ming Ye's hand, and his heart suddenly tightened, "Xue Ying, call the doctor quickly and bandage Ming Ye again!"
"Yes." Blood Eagle immediately went down and did as he was told.
Tang Nuanhua turned to Ming Ye and ordered, "Ming Ye, go back to your room quickly. I'll stop the bleeding with alcohol first!"
After saying that, Tang Nuanhua pulled Ming Ye out.
After pulling hard for a few times, Tang Nuanhua found that Ming Ye couldn't be pulled at all!
He was as heavy as a giant shot put, and seemed to be deliberately refusing to move.
Tang Nuanhua was so worried that he had to turn around and scold him softly, "Mingye, hurry up! If you lose too much blood soon, are you going to die?"
Ming Ye didn't take it seriously, but looked at Tang Nuan's paintings with a chuckle on his face, "Are you nervous about me?"
I don't know why, but seeing Tang Nuanhua's anxious look, Ming Ye felt inexplicably warm in her heart for the first time.
It's really strange that such a cold person like him can still feel warmth.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Seeing that Ming Ye was stunned and refused to leave, Tang Nuanhua was speechless, "You are my friend and even more my benefactor, how could I not be nervous about you?"
"Besides, if you die, how can I fight against Baicheng and the others? So hurry up and leave, do you hear me?"
Tang Nuanhua stared at Ming Ye like a little adult, but her tone was full of worry. Then she walked around behind Ming Ye, pushing him forward like a child pushing a big stone.
Upon seeing this, a faint smile appeared on Ming Ye's lips, and then she let Tang Nuanhua push him forward.
After returning to the room, the doctor hadn't arrived yet, so Tang Nuanhua had to let Ming Ye sit on the bed first, and then ordered in a cold voice, "Take off your clothes."
Ming Ye was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Tang Nuanhua with a half-smile, "Are you serious?"
"nonsense!"
Tang Nuanhua glared at him rudely, "Your clothes are soaked with blood. How can you deal with the wound if you don't take them off? Take them off quickly, don't worry about it."
Ming Ye smiled and took off her clothes obediently, revealing her strong chest and arms with healthy complexion.
Tang Nuanhua looked over and found that his chest was still very stylish, but his arms were now bloody.
The white bandage originally wrapped around it had been completely soaked with blood and was loose and shapeless, but Ming Ye seemed to be fine, with no expression on his face at all.
"Oh my god, Ming Ye, are you the reincarnation of a tree? Can't you feel the pain?" Tang Nuan felt severe pain just looking at the painting. He admired Ming Ye for how he did it all day long. Silently.
Is he invincible
Ming Ye smiled indifferently, "When you are highly concentrated, you can't notice the pain at all, just like when you were training in the afternoon, you can still feel the pain from the air gun hitting you. ?"
Hearing this, Tang Nuanhua was suddenly stunned.
Xin said that it seemed so. During the training in the afternoon, even though Tang Nuanhua was hit by the air gun, he felt no pain at all. Compared with the morning, the difference was very big.
It wasn't until she completely relaxed that her body's functions seemed to be recovering, and she felt pain when it should, and soreness when it should.
What kind of logic is this
However, Tang Nuanhua was too lazy to pursue this at the moment. He just carefully took off the gauze for Ming Ye, then used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to patiently treat Ming Ye's bloody wound.
"Come on, I think you'd better not teach me tomorrow. You've already become like this. You'd better heal the injury on your hand first!"
"I owe you a life, but I can't give you another hand. If something happens to your hand because of me, I won't be able to repay it in my lifetime."
As he spoke, Tang Nuanhua used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to gently wipe the sutures of Ming Ye's wound.
The wound was indeed obviously open, and even the sutures that sutured the muscles were much looser, so Tang Nuanhua could only be careful and careful, for fear that the alcohol's secondary irritation would be too strong and hurt Ming Ye.
But no matter how careful he was, Ming Ye couldn't help but take a breath of air, "Hey, woman, can you be gentler with your attack!"
"I'm already very light, okay?"
Tang Nuanhua snorted coldly and defended, "Besides, you can endure the pain for a day, how can you not endure this little pain?"
"This, this is different..." Ming Ye was speechless.
"I don't care what the difference is. Anyway, a little pain is better than an infected wound." Tang Nuan ignored him and continued to wipe him carefully.
After a while, the wound was finally wiped clean and the bleeding was stopped by Tang Nuanhua. Tang Nuanhua was finally satisfied.
"Okay, I'll just wait for the doctor to come and re-sew the wound for you." Tang Nuanhua said with a smile while putting away the alcohol and other things.
Ming Ye looked at her figure silently at this moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
He didn't know why, but after getting along with her for the past few days, he seemed to suddenly discover the cuteness of this woman.
And the more I look at it, the cuter it becomes, and the more I look at it, the more addictive it becomes...
"Tang Nuan's paintings."
Suddenly, Ming Ye looked at Tang Nuan and said, "You are really cute."
"What?"
Tang Nuanhua had just put the alcohol into the drawer. When he heard the sound, he turned around in shock, then looked at Ming Ye and burst out laughing, "Brother, you don't have any mental problems, do you? Am I cute? Are you afraid? You only feel this way after seeing my explosive side, right?"
"Yeah?"
Ming Ye smiled, looking at her with inexplicably gentle eyes, "I really want to see it."
"But I advise you not to let me see you, because if you attract me, you won't be able to escape."