Murong Ting felt that the scent of this medicine was very familiar, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was from a medical clinic or from a woman.

He subconsciously tried to catch her, but he didn't notice that the subtle movements narrowed the distance between the two.

From a distance, it even looks like a man holding a woman in his arms.

Kong Wange noticed the approach of the person in front of her and took a deep breath: "Stay back!"

Murong Ting's thoughts were interrupted and he realized the posture of the two of them.

Somehow, he replied: "Why don't you go back?"

The next moment he realized there was a wall behind her.

He sat back a little.

The man's breath was farther away, and Kong Wange felt more at ease.

For a moment, the air was quiet and ambiguity grew.

Murong Ting felt a slight tingling sensation on his shoulder and said impatiently: "Isn't it better yet? It's too itchy."

"It's you who hates the pain and it's you who hates itching. How can a grown man be so delicate?" Kong Wange choked back.

Murong Ting's head ached: "Kong Wange, don't forget who I suffered this injury for!"

Kong Wan, the singer, paused slightly and lowered his voice: "Who told you to come up and block me!"

Murong Ting gritted his teeth: "I didn't see clearly that it was you at the time. But if I knew it was you, I would have to stand by and watch with cold eyes. Maybe I would join them and go up to make another stab!"

Kong Wange was slightly startled: "Hehe, you didn't wear your eyes when you were rescuing people!"

"You had your back to me at that time, how could I see clearly!" Murong Ting said harshly. He felt that if we continued talking, he would be pissed off by this woman.

Is her back to him?

The situation was so tense at that time that she couldn't remember it.

Kong Wange shrugged: "Anyway, you have a mouth, so you can do whatever you want."

Murong Ting: "..."

This woman can always easily arouse the anger in his heart!

After the wound was cleaned, Kong Wange applied medicine to him: "These medicines can promote wound healing and also have a certain pain-relieving effect, but with your attitude, it will take at least seven days for the wound to be completely healed."

Murong Ting looked at her, suddenly thought of something, and there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "You seem to know a lot about Chinese medicine?"

Kong Wange's movements faltered slightly, then she looked up at him with a magnanimous look, "I took over the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, so naturally I have to learn some knowledge in this area. What's going on? You see that I'm so smart and you like me?"

Hearing this, Murong Ting was speechless for a while: "...When will you be able to speak more to please me?"

"What did you say just now? Oh, yes, good things also depend on who you say them to!"

Murong Ting was choked so much that he finally shut up.

He didn't want to fight with her anymore and lose his life.

Kong Wange felt better when she saw his depressed look, and her actions in bandaging him became much gentler.

Her movements were very neat, and the bandage was tight and beautiful in just a few strokes.

She patted his shoulder: "Okay, let's get up and move around."

Murong Ting stood up and tried to move - it was indeed not as painful as before.

Such neat bandaging is not something someone who has only studied medicine for a few days can do.

His eyes couldn't help but look a little deeper.

At this moment, Zhang Fuxi came back from the police station.

Kong Wange asked first: "Uncle Zhang, why are you back alone? Where is Xiao Du?"


Chapter completed!