Jun Jiuling - Chapter 68

[Chapter 67 This is the Way of Heaven]

The bridal chamber, the candles, the night, the ** moment is worth a thousand gold.

`

For Miss Jun, a moment is really valuable, she stood in front of Fang Chengyu.

Although the best tailor was invited to make a wedding dress, it still looks a bit lenient when worn on Fang Chengyu.

This is also because he is paralyzed in a wheelchair and cannot support his clothes.

Looking down at him, he looked even smaller.

Miss Jun smiled.

“Sometimes I’m in a hurry and want to say why you are so stupid, why don’t you believe what I say?” she said, “Later I thought, it’s normal, people are different from what they see and think differently. The same.”

“Miss Jun is also very smart.” Fang Chengyu also smiled and said, “I know that some words are hard to believe no matter how you say them.”

Miss Jun reached out and supported the wheelchair.

“Okay, don’t waste your time,” she said.

The wheelchair was pushed into the clean room, and the bathtub inside was filled with water.

But there is no incense or floral fragrance in this clean room, but a strange medicinal smell.

Fang Chengyu’s line of sight saw the hot tub, the water in it was strangely black, a trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

So, what everyone is saying is true?

To give him medicine and let him…

A hand stretched out and unbuttoned his shirt.

People are knives and I am fish, probably referring to this scene.

Fang Chengyu looked at the girl in front of him with a smile. The girl’s hands were very neat, and she quickly took off her robe.

.?`

“The lady is very good at undressing people’s clothes.” He said with a smile.

The name of the lady.

Miss Jun’s hand paused slightly.

When she first got married, she thought it was just a last resort, but she didn’t expect him to be really good to her, very good.

Well, she had to be moved.

She is a young girl after all.

They are also a juvenile husband and wife… Naturally, they will love each other… and they will have sweet nicknames…

There are some things she doesn’t want to think about, not at all.

Miss Jun reached out and grabbed Fang Chengyu’s underwear.

“Yeah.” She said, “So don’t waste your time now.”

Fang Chengyu smiled and was about to speak, when he was suddenly pulled up by Miss Jun.

Before he could say the word “Niangzizhen” in a

hurry, he was thrown into the bath.

He is a boy.

But was thrown into the water by the girl.

The lady is so rude.

The lady is really strong, no wonder she can fight with Jinxiu.

He wanted to say these words with a smile, which obviously made the girl angry.

But as soon as a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it became twisted.

At the same time, an uncontrollable scream rushed out of his mouth.

pain!

There seemed to be ten thousand needles piercing the flesh and bones.

?.?`

It was like being thrown into a frying pan.

Fang Chengyu felt that his skin was sizzling, as if it had been boiled and fried.

How is this going?

Is it because of that drug?

Fang Chengyu shouted again, and then saw Miss Jun standing by the bathtub.

Because of the severe pain, his vision was blurred, but he could clearly see that Miss Jun was condescending and indifferent.

The rest of the screams that had rushed into his throat were suppressed by him.

In addition to bringing him endless humiliation, the crippled body also brought him a strong ability to endure.

If a person can walk from the day he can live like being stepped on the tip of a knife every moment.

And he can still live until now without committing suicide. Then, what pain in this world is he can’t bear?

Fang Chengyu always felt this way, he looked at Miss Jun standing by the bath, and then rolled his eyes and fainted.

Miss Jun watched the young man sink into the bath, the undershirt was soaked and tightly clinging to his body, his skin was shaking, and the underclothes were curved.

It was the swelling of the veins, and it also showed what kind of pain his body was going through.

This pain is not only the hot water temperature prepared by Mrs. Fang, but also the stimulation of the decoction.

“This soup has a beautiful name. It’s called ** soup.” Master once said.

Miss Jun seemed to see Master standing in front of her with a smile on her face.

“Real **, it will make people want to lose their souls.”

Miss Jun’s face also showed a smile, and she sighed and looked at Fang Chengyu, who had sunk.

“I can’t do it in such a short time, I still don’t have enough strength.” She said, rolling up her sleeves and leaning over to pull Fang Chengyu up from the bath.

Although Fang Chengyu is young and thin, his body will become heavier when he faints, and Miss Jun is only one year older than Fang Chengyu, she is still a girl, so Fang Chengyu was placed on the couch half-dragging and half-holding.

The undershirt she was wearing was also wet.

Miss Jun paid no attention to her clothes.

First took off the wet clothes on Fang Chengyu’s body, and looked at the young man in front of him, Miss Jun was slightly stunned.

Of course not because of the body.

One is that Fang Chengyu is a child after all, and the other is that she is being treated by a doctor at this time.

There are only patients in the eyes, no distinction between men and women.

This child knew that he was thin when he was wearing clothes, and only when he took off his clothes to reveal his body did he know what it was like to be thin.

The skin is wrapped around the bones, the bones are almost visible one by one, and the skin is bluish-black in many places.

Miss Jun was silent for a moment.

It’s so unfair, he’s just a kid.

I wasn’t right with him just now.

She was angry just now because Fang Chengyu said that sentence, and that sentence reminded her of the people in the past, but she was angry because those people had nothing to do with Fang Chengyu.

Because Fang Chengyu was right in front of him, it was unfair and wrong to bear her annoyance.

Although she tried her best to control it again and again, she felt that her temper was getting worse and worse.

She was never a good-natured person.

At the beginning, the master was finally entangled, saying that if you want to study medicine with him, the first thing you have to do is to temper your temper.

“At least don’t hit anyone with a whip,” said the master.

A smile appeared on the corner of Miss Jun’s mouth.

Of course, she didn’t hit people casually, naturally, those people should be hit.

“It’s not that they should hit, but it’s you who hit people,” the master said.

She didn’t understand this sentence for a long time, but at this time, she understood it immediately.

It was her who beat people, her identity, so those people could be beaten.

Now, Miss Jun’s going to hit anyone casually.

Thinking of this, Miss Jun smiled again.

In fact, tempering her temper was useless to her at that time, because her identity had never been needed, and Master didn’t really want to temper her temper, that is, she couldn’t bear to talk about her identity casually, and hoped that she would retreat in spite of difficulties.

She is the most noble royal bloodline in the world, but it is also an embarrassing bloodline. A bad temper will not make people be so bad to her, and a good temper will not make others be so kind to her.

But it is different now. Now she is an ordinary person, wandering around the world, dealing with the world.

Thinking like this, Master’s difficult training back then is the most useful to her now, including medical skills.

She was obsessed with studying medicine, UU reading www.

sonicmtl.com was to save her father, but her father was useless, and now it has become the guarantee of her survival.

Miss Jun was slightly absent-minded until Fang Chengyu’s ** came to her ears.

Although he had been dragged out of the soup medicine bath, the soup medicine immersed in the flesh continued to sting.

Miss Jun took the towel and wiped the water off his body, covered it with a clean thin quilt, took out the small box that was already prepared from the cabinet on the side, and opened it to reveal the densely arranged long and short golden needles.

Miss Jun looked at the boy who was still in a coma with pain on his face, and twisted a golden needle.

“You’re all about complaining about the injustice of heaven, then let me do justice for you now.” The

night was getting darker, and the red lights were hanging high everywhere in a small red yard. In the cold night wind of February.

(To be continued.

)

…

[End of this Chapter]