Yuan Doudou's eyes sparkled, and her hands trembled as she unwrapped the gauze, just like someone with Parkinson's disease.
Yuan Doudou, you've got some potential.
When I was eighteen, my hands were shaking more than when I opened the Chanel bag my parents gave me.
"If you're scared, then don't change it. I'm not in pain." An Rong's gaze fell on her soft, delicate hands, which showed no trace of suffering.
His voice was very pleasant, like a mountain breeze gently caressing her face.
Yuan Doudou calmed herself down and finally managed to calm her unruly hand down.
Yuan Doudou broke out in a sweat just from untying one knot.
It wasn't that she was clumsy; it was that Li Tianlang had tied the knots too complicatedly, as if he was afraid someone would untie them behind his back.
"Don't rush, I'll be quick." Yuan Doudou hurriedly wiped the sweat from her forehead.
The room was stuffy and hot.
An Rong looked at her quietly. She saw that her small, round nose was covered with tiny beads of sweat, each one crystal clear.
He couldn't help but reach out, his fingers curled, and gently brushed across her nose.
Yuan Doudou's body trembled, and his hair stood on end.
What is he doing?
Don't you know that the nose is the dirtiest part of the face?
It's oily and rough.
Large pores and blackheads.
I don't dare to think about it anymore.
Before she could even feel nauseous, she was stunned by the gruesome wound.
His chest was covered in blood, and it was barely possible to tell that the wound was open, as if it had been caused by two separate injuries, like being pierced by four hooks and then pulled out.
Who on earth could be so ruthless?
Yuan Doudou's gaze darkened.
If she catches you, you'll never have a good life.
Every day, you must use a leather whip soaked in salt water to whip the flesh until it splits open, and then sprinkle it with chili water.
An Rong frowned, cold sweat pouring down his face.
"It's nothing, just a superficial wound." It would be the poison on the hidden weapon that would be fatal.
Only that person has the antidote.
Yuan Doudou's soft fingers brushed against his hard pectoral muscles, and sparks flew.
I'm itching to get back to work.
Her beauty is something she is unaware of, and that is what makes her so captivating.
After much effort, she finally finished bandaging the wounds on her upper body, and she didn't forget to tie a bow on it.
She sighed and looked at An Rong's thighs with worry.
What should we do?
If the gauze on my leg is changed, I'll have to take off my pants. And since the wound is on my groin, I'll most likely have to see something inappropriate for children.
Yuan Doudou is caught in a dilemma.
She desperately wanted to see it, but was afraid that An Rong would call her a female hooligan.
After much hesitation, she gritted her teeth and decided to take the plunge.
They already have children, why should they worry about so much?
Yuan Doudou grabbed An Rong's pants with both hands, closed her eyes, and pulled them down.
"No!" An Rong realized what was happening when her pants were already down to her knees.
Wow, those thick, powerful thighs.
fair and tender.
Countless tiny stars appeared before my eyes.
An Rong closed his eyes tightly, as if resigned to his fate.
When did she become so unconcerned with details?
This feeling is so wonderful.
The bright red blood made Yuan Doudou even more excited.
As she unbuttoned her clothes, she admired the lines of the muscles on her thighs and couldn't help but swallow hard.
By the time the gauze was changed, it was already dawn.
"alright."
Yuan Doudou was satisfied and patted the person who was pretending to be asleep.
An Rong opened his eyes, his eyes reddening.
I finally felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.
"Thank you for your hard work." An Rong suppressed his anger and looked at her gently.
Yuan Doudou casually sat down on the other side, rubbing her shoulders, "We're husband and wife, no need to be so polite."
Eating tofu is also a physically demanding task.
It's even more tiring than setting up a street stall.
Does her constant mention of being married mean she doesn't want a divorce?
"Knock knock knock".
A knock on the door interrupted An Rong's thoughts.
"Who is it?" Yuan Doudou asked impatiently as she went to open the door.
I was exhausted after a long day and just wanted to lie down and rest for a bit.
As soon as the door opened, a handsome face came closer.
“Dr. Li.” Yuan Doudou looked him up and down.
He was dressed in a magnificent brocade robe and was extremely handsome.
Is he going on a blind date?
Li Tianlang nodded, noticing the dark circles under her eyes. Had she not slept well last night?
Because her husband came back?
"Let me check on his injuries." Li Tianlang walked past Yuan Doudou and went straight in.
An Rong sat upright at the head of the bed, looking nothing like someone seriously injured.
"How are you feeling?" Li Tianlang took his hand and took his pulse.
The pulse was erratic, indicating that the toxins had penetrated very quickly.
"DouDou, go to the medicine preparation room and see if his medicine is ready yet."
Yuan Doudou immediately perked up and ran off.
"What do you want to ask?" An Rong's gaze was cold.
Li Tianlang's face remained expressionless; this An Rong was indeed no simple man.
"You know you've been poisoned?" he asked bluntly.
An Rong looked up; his medical skills were indeed superb.
The person who poisoned the person clearly stated that those who ingested this poison would not experience any symptoms until death.
"Why were you poisoned?" he pressed for an answer.
An Rong pursed his lips and remained silent.
He couldn't say.
"Is there an antidote?" He clenched his fists.
In his more than ten years of medical practice, this was the first time he had encountered a case where the pulse of the poisoned person was almost identical to that of anyone else.
If his master hadn't died from this poison, he probably wouldn't have discovered it.
An Rong shook his head.
No? Or are you just unwilling to say?
"You're going to die soon, what are you doing back here?" You could have just died outside, why bother DouDou's life?
An Rong smiled wryly. Was he asking so many questions just to tease him?
Suddenly, he grabbed Li Tianlang's arm, his eyes resolute: "You like DouDou?"
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