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Chapter 3 Dad, what about your wound?(2/2)

He didn't believe in evil, rubbed the left thumb hard on his left hand and rubbed the area where he had been injured before, and he really didn't feel anything.

Tick ​​your head.

"Haha, haha. Xinxin, dad wasn't actually injured. I was just using magic for you and joking with you. Hahaha."

Shen Chong smiled awkwardly.

"Dad, you are so naughty. Scared Xinxin, Humph! Ignore you!"

Fortunately, it’s a child, so it’s easy to coax. If an adult encounters such a thing, he may have called the police.

Xinxin really believed that Shen Chong was doing magic for him, but she was a little angry. She threw the bandaid in her hand into the trash can, turned around and stared at the TV and ignored him.

After coaxing for a few more minutes, he got his baby daughter back to the stove with his mind full of question marks.

He looked at the index finger of his left hand, then at the kitchen knife with some blood on his right hand, and then at the several drops of red blood dripping in the trash can, and was still confused.

He repeatedly confirmed in his heart that the white medicine powder was a common product he bought in a convenience pharmacy before. He had not been expelled by the master and had used it more than once before. It could not be a magical medicine.

As for hydrogen peroxide disinfectant and bandages, it is even more impossible.

Then the problem can only be with yourself.

So is this the extra ability I've been reborn and sent?

Super self-healing ability?

He looked at the kitchen knife with his right hand shining with cold light, and he licked his lips.
Chapter completed!
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