Chapter 585 (2/2)

”That's because of my quick reaction. Do you really think I'm faster than bullets?” Li Qing smiled and shook his head. ”These killers raised by Lin Shengyang have a lot of history, first-class skills and too many people. It took me a lot of effort to solve them, and it's reasonable to suffer some injuries.”

Xiumei frowned slightly. Lin Mengdie set up li Qing: ”the living room is not safe. You go upstairs with me. I'll deal with your wound.”

Li Qing turned his head and asked with a smile, ”why? Aren't you going to hand me over?”

Lin Mengdie bit her lip: ”you know I can't do that. Why do you say such hurtful words?”

The body slightly stagnated, Li Qing's eyes slightly coagulated, and whispered, ”I'm sorry.”

”You'd better save it,” said Lin Mengdie. She directly picked up li Qing and went upstairs.

”Go to my bedroom.”

Lin Mengdie places Li Qing on the bed, then calls hot water, carries the medicine box, and begins to treat his wound.

”I have to clip out the bullet. It may hurt a little. You can bear it.” Lin Mengdie said faintly and took out a long forceps from the medicine box, which made Li Qing's face suddenly change.

”Are you... Sure?” Li Qing took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. ”Otherwise, I'd better go to the hospital.”

Staring at Li Qing, Lin Mengdie wiped his wound with absorbent cotton, then put one jade hand against his chest and inserted the tweezers in the other hand into the bullet hole.

Li Qingtong's forehead was sweating. He clenched his teeth and closed his eyes. His body was tight and his muscles were clear.

Glancing at Li Qing, Lin Mengdie pursed her mouth and pulled out the tweezers from the wound. A bullet shell fell on the table beside the bed: ”there's another one. Do you want to give you a towel to bite?”

Li Qing frowned, took a deep breath and waved his hand: ”I can't use it.”

”Hum, then you can bear it.” Lin Mengdie said coldly. He disinfected the tweezers and was about to explore another wound. His pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of surprise filled his face. Reaching out and gently stroking Li Qing's chest, Lin Mengdie seemed to have deep meaning in her eyes.

”Elder sister, are you healing or playing a rogue? Touch me around. What do you want?” Li Qing opened his eyes a little impatiently and suddenly froze. Perhaps it was due to the uneven Qi and blood caused by the severe pain. At the moment, dark red blood lines had appeared on his chest, which were connected into that strange pattern again.

”This is... A building?” Lin Mengdie raised her chin slightly. ”Tattoo? Why haven't you seen it before?”

Li Qing pulled the quilt from one side and covered the pattern on his chest. He pretended to be careless and said, ”just think of it as a tattoo. Don't mention it to anyone.”

Lin Mengdie asked, ”is it a secret?”

”Well, it's an important secret.”

With her small mouth slightly pursed, Lin Mengdie said no more, put the tweezers into another wound again, and then pulled out the bullet.

”Your muscles are very developed, and the bullet doesn't hit deeply.” Lin Mengdie cleaned up the wound, wrapped Li Qing's wound with gauze, and then looked down and stared at the knife edge on Li Qing's stomach. ”You need to sew. Who made such a long cut?”

Li Qing's eyelids jumped: ”the guy who died outside.”

”He said his name was Gao Hongyu.” Lin Mengdie twisted her body and searched in the medicine box for a while, then took out the needle and thread and began to sew the wound for Li Qing.

”Gao Hongyu, well, that's the name.” Li Qing nodded and stared at Lin Mengdie's very careful movements. ”Where did you learn this?”

”What?” Lin Mengdie raised her head and showed a trace of surprise on her delicate cheek. She didn't understand Li Qing's words.

The corners of his mouth hurt, and Li Qing said, ”I just can't figure out how the eldest miss of the Lin family can deal with the wound.”

Lin Mengdie didn't answer. She pursed her mouth and smiled at the corners of her lips. For a moment, it can be said that she was gorgeous.

After stitching up the wound and cutting off the thread, Lin Mengdie took things away, returned to the bedroom, threw Li Qing a towel, and then leaned against the window and looked out. The moonlight poured on her pretty cheeks, quiet and beautiful: ”Li Qing, don't you have anything to say to me?”

”Do you have any clothes I left here?” Li Qing sat up from the bed and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the towel in his hand.

Lin Mengdie turned her head and glanced at him gently. Then she opened the wardrobe, took out some clothes and fell on Li Qing: ”here you are. It's all yours.”

Li Qing picked up the clothes and said, ”the ironing is so neat. Mengdie, it's better for you to treat me well. I thought you threw them away.”

”I've been pressed at the bottom of the cabinet and forgot to throw it away.” Lin Mengdie turned her back, put her jade arm around her chest and said coldly.

I did live in Lin Mengdie's small building for a while, but my clothes were put in the guest room downstairs. How to appear in Lin Mengdie's bedroom again is obviously fishy. Li Qing knew it well. He he smiled a few times, but he didn't expose it.

(I'm sorry for yesterday's shift, try to make it up today!)

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