Chapter 79 Please Be Gentle!
"Is this... a therapeutic device?" Bo Han looked at the small device in Anos An's hand with some confusion.
It can be said to be a therapeutic device. Judging from its shape and size, it is somewhat different from the simple therapeutic device used in the S-level contaminated area before.
But if you look at the green logo above, it is a logo specifically for therapeutic devices.
Has the Anos family’s laboratory developed a new model?
"Yes, it is indeed a therapeutic device." Anos An nodded.
"What is the master planning to do by taking out the therapeutic device now?" Bo Han looked at Anos An with a nervous expression.
Wasn’t it only used after the end?
Why did you take it out at the beginning today?
I haven't done anything outrageous recently, right? Except for selling out Zang Ye and Bai Yan.
The head of the family wouldn't punish me for something like this, would he?
It’s obvious that they both are happy about it!
Why should I be punished?
Bai Han was thinking more and more about strange things, and his face inadvertently showed an expression of grievance and trying hard to be fine.
Arnos An found his expression amusing, but was also worried that he might actually cry because of his wild imagination. So he kindly said, "This is the latest therapeutic device developed in the laboratory."
"If used before the wound has healed, it can rapidly enhance the body's repair ability and restore the wound to its original state."
"Of course, this kind of repair may seem like the wound has healed, but the new skin will be very sensitive and tender. Within 1-2 days after the wound is repaired, there will be an itchy feeling at the wound site as if the muscle is growing."
While introducing the treatment device in his hand, Anos An stretched out his hand and gently stroked the small scars on the front of Bo Han's body, starting from the scar on the lower edge of his collarbone.
"Didn't we agree before that I would help you remove these scars? I've brought all the treatment equipment with me, so let's get started today."
"Master..." Bai Han licked his dry lips, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he whispered with red eyes.
The fair skin was covered with small bumps as the fingertips gently stroked it, and the strong body trembled uncontrollably.
"What's wrong?" Anos An looked at him puzzledly.
As smart as Bo Han was, he had already figured out what he would encounter just from Anos An's introduction. His already sensitive body began to tremble without his conscious permission.
However, wanting a more perfect and beautiful body is what Bo Han desires in his heart. Firstly, as a former nobleman, a perfect body is also a symbol of status.
More importantly, in front of his favorite guide, Bo Han always wanted to give himself an advantage over the other sentinels.
In terms of physique, he is not as strong as Zang Ye and his younger brother; in terms of face and skin color, he is not as pretty and fair as the twins, not to mention that the twins have that peculiarity.
Although he never showed any fear, Bo Han still had his own worries in his heart. He was worried that he would gradually be forgotten by her because he was not as good as them.
The limitations of his innate conditions meant that he could no longer catch up with the four sentinels in other aspects, so he could only work harder on the special aspects of his body.
My sensitive body and smooth skin can be considered my absolute advantage, right?
Moreover, it was only mentioned once before in the contaminated area. This time, the head of the family specially brought this treatment device for himself while doing his business. How can it not be considered as favoritism to himself?
"Nothing." Bo Han, who had absolutely no intention of refusing, cautiously shook his head, "Master, please... be gentle!"
"good!"
Anos Ann stood on tiptoe and kissed Bo Han's lips soothingly. As she took a step back, a small dagger appeared in her hand.
The sharp dagger slid along Bo Han's warm skin. The cold metal touch made all the tiny hairs stand up defensively wherever the dagger passed.
"You're a senior sentinel. This little bit of pain shouldn't be a big deal to you, right?"
"No." Bo Han's eyes trembled and reddened. "Master, I'm afraid of pain. I'm really afraid. Please be gentle, please!"
Looking at the pitiful appearance of a tall sentry who was almost scared to tears by him, Anos An's evil taste was satisfied. He laughed, and the white vines rolled up the dagger, and a small bottle of spray appeared in his empty hand.
"Don't worry, I've prepared some anesthetic for you. I won't let you endure it."
"You are my sentinel, I will naturally feel sorry for you. Except in bed, I will not let you feel any pain at other times."
Bullshit! During the special training before, you didn't hold back at all!
A bad guide who tells lies all the time!
Seeing that Bo Han was relaxed by the anesthetic, his mind became active again, and he was even able to find the flaws in Anos An's words.
"What? Do you still have questions?" Arnos An looked at Bo Han's unconscious glare and was confused by the undisguised resentment and resentment in his eyes.
I've already prepared the anesthetic and I feel so sorry for him, why is he still staring at me like that?
"No." Bo Han coughed lightly and shook his head. Reason told him that if he dared to tell the truth and expose her tenderness, he would definitely not have an easy time afterwards.
"So shall I begin?"
"Um."
After Bo Han nodded, Anos An took the spray and started from the scar at the lower edge of his collarbone, carefully spraying anesthetic on all the scars.
"This is a powerful anesthetic, specially developed by the laboratory for Sentinels."
"The raw material is extracted from toxins of mutant plants."
"According to laboratory data, it takes a typical Level 8 Sentinel approximately six hours to regain consciousness after being anesthetized."
Not long after Anos An finished speaking, Bo Han felt that he was gradually losing the perception of his body, as if his body was isolated by a thick shell.
Against the backdrop of the unconscious body, the parts that could still feel became sensitive in disguise. The bound hands struggled unconsciously, and the feet kept tensing and relaxing in order to get a stronger sense of being touched.
"Okay, next I'm going to cut off these scars on your body."
After putting away the anesthetic, Anos An held the dagger in his hand and said something before starting to act.
The sharp special dagger was pressed against the anesthetized skin. The slender white wrist shook slightly, and before the blood could seep out, a layer of skin of just the right thickness was cut off.
The scar was barely shaved off, and the wound, which had not damaged a bit of normal skin, had no time to react before it was covered by the green light of the treatment device. Before the scarlet blood flowed out, the place where there was originally a raised scar had turned into a whole piece of smooth and delicate skin.
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