The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Chapter 2800: Hey, sick and delicate male god, don't play tricks 18

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Then asked in a small voice, "What do you want to do to my legs?"

"You have some bone fragments in your flesh, I'm going to clean them out."

"I don't want it!" Luo Liyan refused without thinking.

Although my body's recovery ability is very strong, it shouldn't be possible for this bone to grow by itself, right? !

If they are still in their own flesh, maybe they will honestly return to their original taste. If they are taken out, then what can I do to grow them back!

"But..." The family doctor opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

Mu Junhao's voice sounded unexpectedly.

"You didn't hear what she said! Keep the medicine and go down!" He glanced at the family doctor lightly.

The family doctor took a breath. Although he knew that as a doctor, he should take saving lives and healing the wounded as his own responsibility, but under the fierce eyes of his own boss, he chose to give up his medical ethics and retreated obediently.

But before leaving, he carefully explained to Mu Junhao the steps on how to clean Luo Liyan's wound.

Although Mu Junhao's face was full of impatience, he actually firmly remembered every word he said.

After everyone retreated in a single file, the air in the entire room froze instantly.

Luo Liyan blinked her eyes and looked at Mu Junhao innocently.

This made Mu Junhao's heart skip a few beats when he wanted to apply medicine for her.

Immediately became irritable.

"What are you looking at!" He said fiercely.

Luo Liyan fell asleep, and felt confident about this seemingly vicious Mu Junhao.

Since he loves this unconventional routine, he can do it with confidence.

And now they already have 20 favorability points, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

For a person like him who wants to be alone, with a favorability value of 20, if he is tied up, he can bet on marriage.

As long as he doesn't step on his bottom line, there will be no danger.

It's just... Since he dared to make his legs look like this when they met for the first time, besides completing the task, all his goals in the future are to make his bottom line retreat again and again, and then completely If there is no bottom line, just abandon him.

Luo Liyan held back, not letting herself show a half-satisfied look, and deliberately pretended to be cute and cute.

"I'm waiting for you to help me deal with the wound!"

Her words made Mu Junhao, who wanted to help Haoshu deal with his wounds, feel a little embarrassed in his heart.

He glanced at Luo Liyan, then hooked the corners of his lips in disgust, and threw the ointment in his hand directly towards her face.

"You're so overwhelmed that you think I'll give you medicine? I didn't cut off your leg, so I've forgiven you!"

Accompanied by his voice, the ointment landed directly on Luo Liyan's smooth forehead.

The aluminum outer packaging, although very soft.

But Mu Junhao's strength was not well controlled, and he directly drew a very thin cut from Luo Liyan's forehead to the bridge of his nose.

A faint streak of blood gushed out.

Then more and more, it turned into a blood-red bead thread.

This made Mu Junhao, who had recovered a bit of confidence, shake his big palm slightly twice.

Not only did she feel that the blood red on Luo Liyan's fair little face was extremely glaring, but she also felt extremely guilty.