Chapter 77 The Pain of Second Tearing

He also remembered that just now, when his mother rushed towards him like crazy, he pulled him behind him and protected her with his body.

Could it be that the wound was torn at that time?

As soon as this thought came to mind, the awkward feeling just now was instantly washed away.

She asked directly.

"Mr. Ji, is your wound open?"

There was silence behind him for a moment.

Then, Ji Bingqian nodded as a response.

She looked back.

This glance made her stunned again.

Ji Bingqian's white shirt was open, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.

On the left side of his lower abdomen, a piece of gauze had been soaked with bright red blood, and the glaring red was slowly flowing down along the edge of the gauze.

The scene is shocking.

Ji Bingqian noticed her gaze, his deep black eyes fell on her little face, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

He took the initiative to speak: "Sorry, I didn't mean to lose my composure in front of you."

"The old man doesn't like the smell of blood. I need to change my clothes."

So that's how it is.

Xu Yueqing nodded to show his understanding.

"You go out first," Ji Bingqian said, and turned to get a new shirt from the closet. "I'll come out after I change."

Xu Yueqing stood there without moving.

Her eyes were fixed on the wound on his lower abdomen that was still bleeding.

"Mr. Ji," she couldn't help but speak, pointing at his wound, "Are you just going to change your clothes without treating the wound again?"

Ji Bingqian didn't stop taking the clothes and didn't even turn his head.

He hummed again.

"Disinfection is too troublesome. Just cover it with a new piece of gauze and the bloody smell will fade."

Xu Yueqing felt a little helpless after hearing this.

Did he think he had just accidentally scratched his skin?

That was a knife wound.

Xu Yueqing thought about this and said one more thing.

"Mr. Ji, disinfection and dressing changes will only take a few minutes."

"Let me help you with that."

"Where's your medicine box?"

The air was silent for a few seconds.

His thin lips moved slightly, and he finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"In the cupboard outside."

Xu Yueqing nodded immediately, turned around and walked out quickly.

Opening the locker door, there is a white medicine box inside.

She carried the box and walked quickly back to the room.

Ji Bingqian had already come out of the cloakroom and was sitting on the edge of the bed with his shirt open.

The cold white light from the ceiling seemed to coat his figure with a layer of frost. His well-defined abdominal muscles extended to his mermaid line, disappearing at the edge of his suit pants.

The lines of his muscles were full of strength, but his expression was indifferent, and the blood color of his wounds carried a sense of broken fragility.

The air seemed to become thicker because of this scene.

This scene is a bit too erotic.

Xu Yueqing looked away and walked up to him without distraction.

She placed the medicine box on the bedside table, opened it, and expertly pulled out cotton swabs, disinfectant, and new gauze.

Just as she was about to take action, she raised her eyes and gave a reminder.

"It may be a little painful, please bear with it, Mr. Ji."

After saying that, she half squatted down.

This posture allowed her to look directly at the hideous wound, while also avoiding any unnecessary, ambiguous eye contact.

Her fingers were steady, and she delicately peeled off the old gauze soaked in blood.

The edge of the wound was slightly curled, obviously torn a second time by the previous action.

Xu Yueqing didn't even frown as she used a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant to carefully clean the blood around the wound.

Her movements were light and efficient, and apart from the cotton swab, there was no unnecessary touch with her fingertips.