In the steamy bathroom, a voluptuous snow-white body was being washed by the shower head. Dark red blood mixed with the boiling hot water slowly flowed down her flawless legs.
A beauty coming out of the bath?
No. Only a crazy woman would use hot water to wash the wound after being injured.
Anyone with a little medical knowledge would know that the wound should not come into contact with water, especially hot water.
The wound was not bandaged. Once the body came into contact with hot water, the blood would circulate faster. To the body, it was a huge burden. Other than lunatics, no one would joke around with their body.
After showering for a full ten minutes, Qiu Shou picked up a towel and wiped his body. Then, he walked out of the bathroom naked.
Her figure was plump, and her entire body was filled with the scent of a ripe woman. On that almost perfect face, there was a seductive look that made people yearn for it. It wasn't a flirtatious look, but a kind of temptation that emanated from the bones.
A young girl was standing in the living room. About twenty years old. At this moment, she was meticulously guarding the living room, waiting for the appearance of the autumn harvest.
Beside her, there was a dazzling array of medical kits. There were all kinds of tools, including potions.
When Qiu Shou came to the living room, the girl's voice was clear but full of fear as she asked, "Master. Your wound should be treated. "
"Are you afraid that I'll die?" Qiu Shou's cold eyes glanced at the girl.
The girl felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She quickly shook her head. "You will live to a ripe old age."
"Are you willing to live until you're a hundred years old?" Qiu Shou's red lips parted slightly, and a bewitching expression appeared on her charming face. "At that time, the skin will be loose, and the bones will be brittle, cracking with a touch."
After saying that, she picked up a bottle of Shaodaozi on the table and took two gulps. Her breath smelled like an orchid. "Come."
The girl nodded carefully, opened the toolbox, and walked behind Qiu Shou.
Even though they were both women, the girl was still extremely envious of Qiu Shou's enviable body. Snow-white, plump, and full of femininity. But now, there was a ten centimeter long wound on her back. According to the depth of the wound, even after a year and a half, the wound would not completely heal. It will leave a shallow scar.
It was really a flaw on a work of art.
The girl meticulously treated the wound, while Qiu Shou drank the strong liquor mouthful after mouthful. The girl could tell that her master was in a bad mood. Her young master was dead, and she was facing her destined enemy.
The girl knew that she couldn't anger her master right now. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to leave this room alive.
Ten minutes later, the girl gave Qiu Shou a tetanus injection and softly said, "Master. The wound was treated. Before the wound heals, try not to let the wound come in contact with water. "
Qiu Shou put down his wine cup and said calmly, "You talk more than usual today."
Hearing this, the girl hurriedly lowered her beautiful face, not daring to breathe.
Qiu Shou slowly turned around and stared at the girl. "Look up at me."
The girl stammered as if her head weighed a thousand pounds. He raised his head with difficulty. However, he avoided her gaze, not daring to look her in the eye.
"Am I old?" Qiu Shou asked casually.
"Huh?" The girl was slightly taken aback. He thought that he was hallucinating.
"You think I'm old?" Qiu Shou repeated the question in a different tone. His eyes gradually turned cold.
"Not old —" the girl hurriedly replied. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world."
This was the girl's heartfelt words.
She had followed Qiu Shou and seen women from all over the world, whether it was the European style, the Mediterranean style, or the cold Russian style. None of them were as outstanding as her master. Not as attractive as a woman.
Age?
In front of her master, age was so vulnerable.
And in reality, how could true beauty not be corroded by time?
Qiu Shou fell into silence.
Not old?
For a killer, he slashed me.
If one day in the future, I hurt Lin Huayin, what would he do? Tear me into pieces?
Qiu Shou's lips curled into a terrifying sneer. Her eyes, which were as cold as autumn, were filled with malice.
"Xiao Zheng, I want you to remember Zhao Qiuhan forever."
…
The next morning, Xiao Zheng was woken up by a flurry of phone calls.
As expected, the first call was from Ye Canghua of the Water Pavilion.
"Bastard!"
Ye Canghua's uncontrollable anger came from the other side of the phone. "You can still sleep?"
"What's wrong?" Xiao Zheng rubbed his sleepy eyes and took the opportunity to touch Old Lin's full chest.
So big, so perky, so smooth.
Her Majesty the Queen was so hot!
"Did you kill Dong Zang?" Ye Canghua controlled her emotions and asked solemnly.
"Why do you suddenly ask?" Xiao Zheng pretended to be ignorant.
"He's dead!" Ye Canghua was furious. "Died in the hospital! Turned into a sieve! Only half of his head is left! "
Xiao Zheng said unhappily, "Uncle. Am I such a cruel man in your eyes? "
"Also. Weren't you very excited when I cut off his hand last time? Why do you suddenly seem to be a different person now? Could it be that you have a secret deal with Dong Zang? "Xiao Zheng joked.
"It's not a problem to be injured. Everyone, including me, will feel very relieved." Ye Canghua explained patiently. "But if he's dead —"
"Do you know where he came from? Do you know how many big shots support him? Do you know what kind of background he has behind him? If you kill him just like that, aren't you afraid of revenge? Aren't you afraid of destroying all the savings you've accumulated over the past few years? Xiao Zheng. You're really muddle-headed this time! How could you be so impulsive? "
In Ye Canghua's heart, Xiao Zheng had always been an outstanding young man. Forbearing, knowing when to advance and when to retreat. Even if he occasionally got angry, it was after careful consideration, not the actions of a reckless man.
But this time, he really didn't approve of Xiao Zheng killing Dong Zang so recklessly.
The repercussions were too serious!
The unknown was too strong!
A little carelessness, and all the savings he'd accumulated over the past few years would be destroyed!
As an uncle, Ye Canghua really didn't want Xiao Zheng to go back to square one day.
"What if I tell you that I didn't kill Dong Zang? Can't you calm down? "Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and sat up. "Although I hate this guy, I really didn't kill him." "Bullshit!" Ye Canghua said angrily.
"Other than you, who has the ability to kill Dong Zang?" "That's a lot of people." Xiao Zheng smiled.
"Other than you, who has the ability to kill Dong Zang?" "Like Kalida."
"What!?" Ye Canghua was shocked. "Are you kidding me? Kalida killed Dong Zang? Why would she do that? Aren't they allies? "
"I finally know why Lord Ye dislikes you so much." Xiao Zheng joked. "With your brain, at most, you're at the level of a snack shop. It's really been hard on you all these years. "
"— —"
Ye Canghua was about to counterattack, but he suddenly realized.
That's right!
Why did Kalida kill Dong Zang?
Because Dong Zang killed Chang Yishan!
Ye Canghua's mouth was full of bitterness, and he said in a daze, "What a fucking mess!"
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