Chapter 860: Brainlessness is not hereditary, right?

Seeing Mingzhu's gaze, Kang Jingzhi realized something and was about to let go, but Mingzhu reacted faster and shook off his hand and took a step back.

Seeing her reaction, Kang Jingzhi frowned. Why did he hide so quickly? Was he some kind of snake or ghost?

Mingzhu looked at his frowning face and thought he was going to have a seizure. She immediately took the initiative and shouted: "Don't have a seizure in front of me, and don't say I'm dirty. It wasn't me who pulled you just now. You took the initiative to pull me."

Kang Jingzhi understood why she shook him off, and the dissatisfaction that had just risen in his heart immediately dissipated.

But thinking of his own illness, he couldn't tell her that he could touch her from the beginning, so he had to find an excuse: "Maybe I've been touching Xiangxiang more recently, and the symptoms have eased."

Mingzhu raised her eyebrows with interest, "Really? It seems that my Xiangxiang really has some skills."

Kang Jingzhi nodded, and did not continue the topic, but asked: "Chengzhi's leg pain, does it mean that he has regained consciousness and his leg can recover?"

"At the moment, it seems that the effect should be good."

Kang Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Then is there any way to relieve his current pain?"

According to Mingzhu's meaning, Kang Chengzhi should now be like a normal person with two cuts on his legs.

This feeling must be excruciating.

"I know you hate him to some extent, but... this is not a trivial matter, so please help him again."

"I've already said that I can't help. I'm not a painkiller. You are so smart, don't you understand what I say?"

Kang Jingzhi reacted and immediately looked at Master Li: "Go buy him some painkillers."

Master Li also understood that Miss Ming had just given the answer, but they didn't react.

He hurriedly agreed, turned around and ran out to drive to the nearest drugstore to buy painkillers.

When he came back, he immediately followed Mingzhu's instructions and went to the backyard to give painkillers to Kang Chengzhi, who was almost fainted from the pain.

Kang Chengzhi swallowed the medicine quickly, his voice hoarse with a deathly pain: "Mingzhu...did you tell me when I can get out?"

He now felt the water wrapped around his legs, like countless ants tearing his flesh and blood. From the initial cutting pain to the current fine and dense needle-like pain, he was almost dying of pain -

Master Li was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Xiaokang, Miss Ming said that while the painkiller is taking effect, you should soak for another half an hour, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

The four words "all your efforts will be wasted" were enough to scare Kang Chengzhi. He nodded and resisted before the painkiller took effect. After

the medicine began to take effect, Kang Chengzhi lay on the edge of the bathtub, weak and almost drowsy.

Mingzhu pushed the door open at this time.

The sound of the door opening was loud, which scared Kang Chengzhi.

Seeing Kang Chengzhi's face was pale from the pain, but when he saw her, he said excitedly like a treasure: "Mingzhu, I have feeling in my legs, it hurts, very much."

As he spoke, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, which made him look even more sickly.

Mingzhu knew that this man had no intention of changing his mind, and he was a little soft-hearted. "Then I have to congratulate you."

Kang Chengzhi was surprised: "So... I am recovering, right?"

"Probably," she glanced at Master Li: "Master Li, please help him out, I will bandage him."

Mingzhu was originally planning to leave, and asked Kang Jingzhi to find a doctor to help him suture and bandage the wounds that might still exist.

But Kang Jingzhi was worried about others, so he had to lower his posture to keep her and asked her to help him to the end.

Thinking that it was indeed inappropriate for others to see the appearance of Kang Chengzhi's legs, Mingzhu stayed reluctantly.

Master Li helped him to the operating table.

Because Kang Chengzhi's lower body was wet, he was considerate enough to help wipe it and tied a bath towel around his waist to cover his shame.

After Kang Chengzhi lay down, Mingzhu bent over and took a look at the wound where he cut off two pieces of meat.

As she expected, the effect was good, but because of time constraints, the cut wound did not fully recover, and more than two centimeters deep was still in a cracked state, but fortunately it stopped bleeding.

Mingzhu opened the medical kit prepared by Kang Jingzhi and took a look. It really moved half of the operating room here.

Mingzhu found the suturing tools, prepared for disinfection, and came over to disinfect Kang Chengzhi's leg before planning to sew up his wound.

Kang Chengzhi was stunned: "Mingzhu, you, you, you... can you sew wounds?"

"I can only sew clothes."

"Then what wounds are you going to sew for me? Otherwise... I'll go soak it again."

"And then let the blood and flesh rot? Then I won't have to treat it anymore?"

Kang Chengzhi was about to cry: "You, you, you, are you going to sew me up?"

"Well, what, are you afraid of this? You have so little courage, why are you still chasing Jiang Sui? Go and remarry your ex-wife who is cheaper than a bitch."

Kang Chengzhi's face froze when he heard it: "Who said I was afraid? I'm not afraid, you... you sew it."

"But it hurts a lot."

"So what? I'm not afraid. As long as my leg heals, I'll have the courage to pursue Sui Sui."

Mingzhu raised her eyebrows: "Okay, I'll help you. Lie down."

Kang Chengzhi made up his mind, lay down on the bed, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Seeing Kang Chengzhi's heroic look, Mingzhu chuckled and gave Kang Chengzhi an injection of local anesthetic.

The moment the needle went in, it was obvious that Kang Chengzhi shuddered.

She used the excuse that she had not finished the preparations and had to wait a few more minutes.

A few minutes later, the stitches were officially opened.

Kang Chengzhi: ...

I can feel Mingzhu threading the needle, but why doesn't it hurt?

He slowly opened his eyes and looked down, and saw Mingzhu skillfully sewing his leg. She looked no different from a doctor in the hospital.

"Mingzhu, how come you are so amazing? What technique did you use? How come it doesn't hurt at all when you sew it up?"

Mingzhu rolled her eyes at him: "Kang Chengzhi, find time to go to the hospital for an X-ray."

Kang Chengzhi's heart tensed up: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my leg again?"

Mingzhu said calmly: "No, go take a brain scan to see if your brain is empty or missing a piece."

Kang Chengzhi was speechless: "I'm praising you for not hurting when you suture, but why do you scold me for being brainless?"

"I'm not scolding you, I'm advising you."

Mingzhu calmly finished the stitches, cut the thread, took a step back and looked at him: "How did you do it? You doubt that there's something wrong with your leg, and you doubt that my suture skills are great, but you don't doubt whether I gave you anesthesia?"

"Didn't you say... that you wouldn't give me anesthesia?"

Mingzhu: ...

If Sunshun really married this guy, she would be worried about him. His lack of brains won't affect the next generation.