The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Ah Choo..."

Kui Qing rubbed his nose and sneezed, his hands were also numb and itchy.

He frowned and scratched vigorously, but to no avail.

Instead of relieving the itching, it got worse.

"Fuck, hell, I don't know what's going on."

Cursing in displeasure, he scratched his hand harder, until the skin on the back of his hand was scratched and he refused to give up.

Seeing this, the woman on the side asked, "Lord Kuiqing, do you want to call a doctor..."

The back of the adult's hand was scratched, but his facial expression was still particularly ferocious and painful.

Kui Qing kicked the wall irritably, with a stern look on his face, "Shut up, get out."

The voice was not loud and did not roar, but it frightened the woman too much to say a word.

She stepped back lightly, but was stopped after walking a few steps, "Come back."

Mr. Kuiqing must be trying to settle accounts after Qiuhou, right?

Wu Hanyi swallowed her saliva, and tremblingly stepped forward, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in, "My lord...do you have any orders?"

Kui Qing clenched his hands tightly into fists, restraining the urge to scratch the back of his hands.

"Go to Dr. Lin and open a bottle of good scar removal cream, and then send it to Fu Yue."

"yes."

Wu Hanyi was surprised, Mr. Kuiqing had executed the people in Tianyinmen more than a hundred times, and this was the first time that he showed kindness.

Could it be... What is your lord thinking about Mr. Fu Yue?

However, Mr. Kui Qing looks tall and powerful, and Mr. Fu Yue is also very beautiful. Standing together is still very seductive.

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Mu Changying returned to the room.

Walking into the bathroom, he took off his clothes carefully, and saw in the mirror that there were scars all over his back and dried blood, which gave off a sad and sad beauty.

Throwing the clothes that were too broken to shape into the trash can, and tried to clean the wound sideways.

The injury was on the back, and it was not easy to deal with. I touched the wound several times.

Mu Changying gasped lightly, and couldn't help but began to curse in a low voice, "The medicine given to him is still too mild."

Ten minutes later, the wound was treated, and the ointment he carried was applied.

Finally, the burning pain in the back was no longer there, it was cool and refreshing, and the pain was relieved a lot at once.

Putting on her clothes again, there was a knock on the door.

He walked to the door and opened it, only to see a woman standing outside.

"Master Fu Yue, this is the medicine that Master Kui Qing asked me to deliver to you."

The woman who delivered the medicine didn't dare to look directly at Mu Changying, she lowered her head and held the medicine respectfully with both hands.

Mu Changying reached out to take the medicine, "Well, step back."

After finishing speaking, without giving the other party a chance to reply, he walked into the room with the medicine in hand, and slammed the door shut by the way.

The woman standing at the door breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to wipe off the sweat from her forehead, and left the building quickly.

Mu Changying sat on the chair, lazily crossed her legs, and carelessly played with the ointment in her hand.

She gently unscrewed it, put it to the tip of her nose, and sniffed the medicinal ingredients inside, "Tsk, it didn't do any harm, it seems that the dog didn't eat all the conscience."

This bottle of medicine is indeed very useful for wound recovery without leaving scars, but it has no pain relief effect at all.

Put the lid on the medicine bottle again, open the side drawer, and throw it in casually.

Take out a ballpoint pen and a piece of paper, and draw a map of Tianyin Gate on the drawing.

Half a day later, when I saw the finished drawing, I hooked my lips happily, stuffed the drawing into the drawer, and locked it.