In the clinic next to Shenglong Hospital, a elixir furnace was burning. Long Junchen was lying on a broken straw mat with pain on his face, his whole body was convulsed.

Because of the pain, he kept sucking cold air, and his teeth became victims and giggled. His eyes seemed to be popping out loud. His heart was beating in his chest like a big pole hitting the city gate. Not only was it uneven, but it was also tight at a time, as if he would be unable to breathe in the next second.

"Are you okay?" Ye Hu looked at Long Junchen, who was hot all over, and stroked his firm and skinny face with a slender hand, feeling worried. His white and flawless face was full of sorrow, and he had a sense of sadness or beauty that knew whether he knew it or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin.

"According to my prescription, all these medicinal materials have been in." Long Junchen said a sentence from the corner of his pale mouth. He moved his body with difficulty, and looked at the burning alchemy furnace. The blood on his right arm was still flowing. I wonder what strange method Qianxie's hidden weapon used. Even Long Junchen's dragon-patterned bloodline seemed to be unable to stop the bleeding trend.

"It's all put in, how long does it take to cook?" Ye Hu looked at Long Junchen with pale lips, anxious, but there was no way. Bei Teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and her hands twisted unnaturally, making a burst of blue and a burst of white. It's hard to imagine that Mo Ye's former sniper would have such a charming look as a little woman, which would leave tears for a person.

"It's okay, you go, I'll be here alone." Long Junchen smiled reluctantly and supported himself weakly. If Ye Hu hadn't helped him, he might have fallen to the floor.

"How can you do it? You are so weak that I can't leave." Ye Hu shook his head stubbornly, and then said firmly: "I'll help you take off your clothes. Your clothes are wet. If you don't take them off, you may not only catch a cold, but may even cause the wound to be infected. If I don't leave, I'll help you disinfect first."

Long Junchen's face turned red and he looked at Ye Hu with some embarrassment, wanting to speak but stopping.

Seeing Long Junchen's expression, Ye Hu wanted to die. He is a big man and is so shy. What is he? Is he so unreserved? When she thought of this, she gritted her teeth angrily and said with a blushing expression: "Stupid hooligan, don't you want me to help me, forget it! Then you ask for your own blessings!!"

Long Junchen was slightly stunned. He heard that the girl was angry with him and couldn't help but laugh. He struggled slightly and found that he was unable to move. Long Junchen has never been a pedantic and stubborn person, let alone, he is a man, so what are he afraid of?

The reason why Long Junchen rejected Ye Hu was not because he was a little reserved. On the contrary, he was too unrestrained. Long Junchen knew that his self-control was limited and he was afraid that his lower body would not be strong at that time and would sell himself, and then his face would be greatly lost.

After all, I was completely watched by a woman and could not do anything. I was forced to pretend to be a gentleman and suppress the feeling of evil fire in my heart. It was really uncomfortable. It would be better to let the wound ulcer and continue to hurt myself.

But Long Junchen could see that Ye Hu was very embarrassed now, and his unintentional actions left Ye Hu lost his way. He couldn't help but laugh twice, and said, "Since Ye Hu, you are so open, I naturally have to cooperate well. Hehehe, I remind you, don't touch me."

"Rogue, who wants to touch me? I warn you, you are the one who takes care of your savage hands!" When Ye Hu heard that Long Junchen had actually complained first, he couldn't help but glared and cursed in a low voice, then turned around and searched for alcohol gauze and other medical items for bandaging and disinfection.

Ye Hu turned his head and looked at Long Junchen, who was lying on the hospital bed with a little difficulty even moving. Ye Hu had always been a ruthless killer, but outsiders did not take off her mask and did not enter her heart. So when he saw Long Junchen's indestructible appearance, he was too lazy to quarrel with him anymore. Although he knew that Long Junchen would not be in danger of life, Ye Hu felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the latter's frowning and painful expression.

Ye Hu took a deep breath, threw away the complicated delusions in his heart, walked up slowly, looked at Long Junchen with a calm face, coughed dryly, stretched out his hand, gently tore off Long Junchen's already damaged clothes, revealing the latter's powerful chest like a tortoise shell, and the muscles fell with the heart. Long Junchen's muscles were not the kind of dead flesh piece by piece, but very line-like, slimming in clothes, and fleshy undressing.

Yehu looked at Long Junchen, who was in a wisp of nowhere, and felt that he was hot all over, as if he was being penetrated by an electric current. Her pretty face turned red and she cursed herself for being so uncontrollable. She bit her tongue and tried to avoid Long Junchen's burning gaze.

When she encountered Long Junchen's exposed skin, Ye Hu's body trembled significantly, but she quickly calmed down. After all, she was once a cruel and ruthless killer, and emotional management has always been a compulsory course for their professional killers. Her eyes drooped slightly, looking at Long Junchen's calm appearance, she began to clean the wounds for the latter.

When the alcohol dripped on the wound, even though Long Junchen was plagiarizing, he couldn't help but take a few breaths of cold air. The biting pain made him clench his fists. He thought that during the Three Kingdoms period, Guan Gong scraped his bones to cure poison, and he could play chess in a calm and gentle manner. He was really not as good as he was.

As he raised his eyes, Long Junchen saw a layer of seductive blushing on Ye Hu's dedicated pretty face. Although it was not Ye Hu who was in a state of no intimacy, the key was that this man still had an important position in his heart. If it were any woman, even the Virgin Mary, he would probably not be calm.

Having endured the strange feeling from his body, after cleaning the wound and disinfecting the wound, Yehu carefully took out some clean cloth cotton from the bedroom inside, then took some powder, crushed it with water, poured it gently on the cloth cotton, and then slowly wiped the blood near the wound.

After carefully cleaning the wound, Yehu poured some white powder from a jade bottle, which was used to stop bleeding. However, it was very painful. Long Junchen was stimulated by the powder, frowned, and a low moan containing pain came out of his breath.
Chapter completed!