Li Yifeng wiped the nosebleed at will, "It's okay, the virtual fire has been relatively strong recently."
"What happened?" Wang Xinmai asked worriedly: "If you still treat me as a friend, then tell me and see what I can do for you?"
Can anyone of you help? Li Yifeng smiled bitterly, "It's really nothing—" he made up and said, "It's a shame to say it. I was watching pornography while eating French fries, but I accidentally knocked over the ketchup, so... such."
"Are you eating fries while watching porn?" Wang Xinmai's eyes widened. "Then he moved so hard that he overturned the ketchup?"
"Yes." Li Yifeng picked up the medicine box, turned and walked out of the room, "By the way, don't tell anyone, you don't think you have seen me. After all, this kind of thing is not very glorious."
Wang Xinmai nodded heavily, "I understand—but, brother Yifeng, it's best not to eat next time you watch porn..."
"Okay." Li Yifeng agreed casually, and hurried out of the room.
When passing Luo Ye's room, Li Yifeng slowed down again until he passed the door safely, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
But when he was about to enter the door, there was a sudden noise behind him.
Li Yifeng was taken aback, hurriedly hid the medicine box behind him, and looked back—
Hu Jiyao looked at him with a confused look, and was taken aback. "Yifeng, what's the matter with you?" She closed the door behind her and asked in a low voice. She sneaked out to take care of Li Yichen while Lin Wanyu was asleep. I didn't expect to see Li Yifeng covered in blood and panic as soon as he went out.
"I'm fine." Li Yifeng explained in a low voice, "I just came back from Cao Cheng. His wound was torn."
"How is it possible!" Hu Jiyao frowned and said, "I stitched it up myself! I'll go see him—"
"Don't go! They..." Li Yifeng shrugged, "They just acted too intensely. But don't worry, they are all right now."
"Do you need my help?" Hu Jiyao asked, staring at the medicine box.
Let Hu Jiyao suture the wound is undoubtedly the best way. But such thoughts flashed in Li Yifeng's mind, and he couldn't drag Hu Jiyao into the water. "No, it's my own personal business, don't need to help, I will take care of it."
Hu Jiyao looked at Li Yifeng with a weird look, and finally nodded. "Ok."
Lying to relatives is the most difficult thing. Sometimes a lie is weak and vulnerable, but relatives prefer to believe it. Li Yifeng felt ashamed. He quickly avoided Hu Jiyao's eyes, "Jiyao sister, if there is nothing wrong, you can leave first."
"Okay," Hu Jiyao sighed. "Change clothes and rest early."
"Yeah." Li Yifeng nodded quickly.
After Hu Jiyao left, Li Yifeng quickly opened a crack in the door and got in. When he entered the room, he couldn't help but let out a breath.
Yuan Xingmei was crawling by the bed and reaching out to hook the titanium arrow. When Li Yifeng closed the door, she happened to grab the titanium arrow in her hand, but due to the distortion of her body, half of her body was exposed from under the sheets.
"So you really are looking for medicine." Yuan Xingmei saw that Li Yifeng came. The titanium arrow in her hand also slackened--she obviously wanted to kill Li Yifeng, but at this time she was extremely dependent on him.
Li Yifeng quickly helped Yuan Xingmei back. Then find out the disinfectant and use a medical cotton ball to dry the blood around Yuan Xingmei’s wound. Immediately after he took out the analgesics, he fumbled Yuan Xingmei's wrist, found the blood vessels, and punched the medicine in.
The moment the steel needle was inserted, Yuan Xingmei couldn't help groaning, and the sweat on her forehead increased.
"Hold on," Li Yifeng pulled out the needle and found another can of anesthetic. "I will give you an anesthetic, and then I will help you stitch up."
"No!" Yuan Xingmei's face paled in horror, "I won't be so stupid to let you numb me, and then leave it at your mercy."
"But you hurt too deeply, I need to reach in to sew up—" Li Yifeng said embarrassedly, "It will hurt."
"I suffer!" Yuan Xingmei held the titanium arrow without letting go. "Just come on!" She thought, even if she died, she couldn't die under anesthesia, at least she had to die with Li Yifeng.
Li Yifeng sighed heavily, "I can't do it..." That was too cruel.
"Humph," Yuan Xingmei smiled miserably, "I regret it, now you realize that I am not the ideal girl in your mind, right?"
"No, I don't regret it, just..." Li Yifeng couldn't bear to look at Yuan Xingmei's painful expression. Now every time she frowned, he was heartbroken.
"If you want to save me, please do it." Yuan Xingmei said coldly: "Otherwise, just sit aside and watch me die. When I have enough strength, I will take you away."
Li Yifeng gritted his teeth, put on medical rubber gloves, and picked up the suture. "Don't hate me."
"I won't hate you, I just want to kill you." Yuan Xingmei said unceremoniously: "You idiot, one day in the future, you will regret what happened today."
"When people are stupid, being stupid for the person they like, I actually think it is a kind of happiness." Li Yifeng pinched the suture needle and put his finger into Yuan Xingmei's wound.
Yuan Xingmei took a deep breath. Although the analgesic was already working, her spleen still seemed to be cut off from her body, making her feel painful. Yuan Xingmei clenched her teeth, trying not to let the painful moan from her mouth. For a moment, she even suspected that Li Yifeng was not saving her, but purely trying to torture her. She should insert the sharp head of the titanium arrow into Li Yifeng's crotch before she was tortured to death.
But when she opened her eyes, what she saw was Li Yifeng's extremely serious expression—serious and sad.
Every time his fingers stirred, she couldn't breathe. She tried to divert her attention, but the pain was everywhere and she couldn't avoid it. This is all to blame on the death-like killer—Luo Ye. He is really powerful. If you encounter him again in the future, you must avoid him...
In order to maintain the stability of the stitching, she could not twist her body to relieve the pain. She could only use her fingers to tightly grasp the bed sheet under her body, treating the bed sheet as her enemy, and desperately tearing it. The sheets were completely soaked in her blood and sweat, wet and sticky. After several struggles, the sheet had completely separated from her body, wandering around, trembling with her pain.
Ten minutes later, Li Yifeng let out a long sigh of relief and sat slumped on the ground. He almost exhausted all his energy, finally stopped the blood and sutured the wound. Although not perfect, he still did it.
"When you recover a little bit, I will secretly transfer you to a regular hospital." Li Yifeng said: "My technique is terrible, I can only stop the bleeding."
"No need." Yuan Xingmei said hoarsely: "You have saved me." Yuan Xingmei didn't have any strength at all, but she knew that as long as she stopped the blood, it would be fine. "Put the quilt on for me. If you dare to peek, I swear that I will blind your eyes before I kill you."
Li Yifeng closed his eyes and re-wrapped the sheet on Yuan Xingmei's body. Then stood up and poured a glass of water. "Drink some water."
Yuan Xingmei glared at him and nodded gently. "Don't play tricks."
Li Yifeng sighed with a smile, gently lifted Yuan Xingmei up and fed the warm water. "Are you hungry? There is still some food in the kitchen, I'll get it for you."
"No need." Yuan Xingmei said coldly: "The courtesy works for other girls, but it doesn't work for me."
Li Yifeng smiled and said, "Don't you want to kill me? You can't kill me without strength."
Yuan Xingmei paused for a while, and then coldly said: "Don't think you are good to me, I will be grateful to you, I said, my purpose is to kill you, even if you save me, I will not Change-do you regret it now?"
Li Yifeng sneered, "I don't regret it, because I did what I wanted to do."
Yuan Xingmei really wanted to kill Li Yifeng in this way, but if she did this, she would fall into self-blame for the rest of her life. She pondered for a while, "Anyway, I owe you my life. I won't kill you until I pay you back."
"Thanks a lot." Li Yifeng said: "But you didn't ask me to save you, so you don't owe me anything."
Yuan Xingmei said: "Well, tell me the name of a person you want to kill. When I get better, I will kill him for you. After that, we will clean up. When we meet again, I will take it away. Your life."
"I have no one to kill." Li Yifeng shrugged.
"Then just say one!" Yuan Xingmei roared in a low voice, "I never owe anyone else, especially the one with the surname Li!"
Li Yifeng looked at Yuan Xingmei suspiciously, "Why do you hate me like this? What did I do wrong?"
Yuan Xingmei sneered coldly, "You didn't do anything wrong, but your father did something wrong. Since he is dead, I can only seek revenge from you!"
"My father?" Li Yifeng sat up, "My father is upright. He has worked for his family all his life and has never done anything bad! I do like you very much, but I don't allow you to say bad things about my father. "
"Have never done anything bad?" Yuan Xingmei suddenly raised her voice, "How did Zhuge Hui, one of the four kings of Dingxin Company, die?"
Zhuge Hui jumped from Dingxin Building. This is Dingxin's dusty secret. Li Yifeng was taken aback, "You, how do you know that? You, you are—"
"Yes, I am his daughter," Yuan Xingmei said coldly, "I used my mother's surname, joined the special forces, and endured cruel training, so that one day I can get revenge!"
Li Yifeng completely froze in place, a cloud of mud in his mind.
"Now you think you can use your little tricks to touch me so that I won't kill you?" Yuan Xingmei's sexy and pale lips spit out two words gently:
"dream.". . )