Chapter fifty-seven: give you an injection(1/2)
Take off your clothes?
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room instantly solidified.
Zhao Xiaolong's face turned from red to black, then white, and turned red, and Sichuan Opera did not change his face so quickly.
The two of them looked at each other in the room.
The picture is a bit weird.
Zhao Xiaolong, who was originally a tough guy, was at a loss at this time.
"Why are you like a sissy? Hurry up and take off your clothes." Lin Han urged.
Zhao Xiaolong blushed, as if he had made the biggest difficult choice in his life. He gritted his teeth and started to untied his clothes, which was even more difficult than giving up his life.
The dark muscles were exposed to the air.
All over my body, my bruises were covered with bruises all over my body. I couldn’t find a place that was as big as a palm. There were new injuries and old injuries.
Lin Han frowned slightly.
"I took off my pants, too."
“…”
Zhao Xiaolong's forehead was bulging with blue veins.
"Sir, what are you going to do?"
Zhao Xiaolong finally plucked up the courage to ask, and he felt unprecedentedly frustrated.
"Give you an injection."
“…”
Zhao Xiaolong's face turned pale in an instant. He felt that he was about to usher in the darkest moment of his life.
"I hope you keep your word and cure my lover."
Zhao Xiaolong gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and pulled off his pants, leaving his pants in the air, and the agile muscles of his thighs were exposed, and the same was true, with scars covered with blue and purple.
Knock knock knock knock!
When Lin Han was about to open his suitcase, the doorbell rang.
He paused, turned around and opened the door.
“Wait for a moment…”
Zhao Xiaolong was about to speak, but it was a little late.
The air in the room instantly solidifies.
Mu Yue was surprised when she saw Lin Han open the door. When he saw Zhao Xiaolong, who happened to be standing in the hall with only shorts left and blue and purple all over his body, his pupils quickly magnified.
"ah!"
Mu Yue screamed in shock, covered her face and hurriedly retreated.
At this moment, Lin Han's image in her heart instantly collapsed.
I never thought that a man who looks quite normal actually has this special hobby.
It's so eye-catching.
She felt that she was not clean anymore.
"Well?"
Lin Han looked back at Zhao Xiaolong, realized something was wrong, and looked at Mu Yue again, and was already away from the door.
Without waiting for him to speak, Mu Yue left like a fleeing.
"Well?"
Lin Han pulled the corner of his mouth, as if he had been misunderstood, and he didn't even have a chance to explain it to him.
never mind!
After closing the door, Lin Han took out a small glass bottle in his suitcase and a syringe the size of a chopstick.
"What's this?"
When Zhao Xiaolong saw the syringe, he subconsciously took precautions.
Until now, he still doesn't know Lin Han's true identity, and he doesn't know him. As a result, the first time the other party met, he got the injection. It was a real injection, not what he thought.
"Don't worry, it's not a poison." Seeing that Zhao Xiaolong was a little cautious, Lin Han opened a bottle of potion and drank it: "It's good for your health and heal you."
"This..." Zhao Xiaolong was still a little prepared.
"This is a potion to treat your girlfriend. Do you want to try it? If you don't want to, you can go back now. We think we have never seen each other." Lin Han said.
Zhao Xiaolong remained silent.
Two villains were fighting in his mind.
It was Lin Han's first contact, and both sides really didn't understand each other. As a result, he had been playing so much since then, and he didn't accept it at once.
In the end, if you want to cure Yun Yan's idea, overcome everything, choose to take a step forward and stretch out your arm.
"A little courageous."
As Lin Han expected, Zhao Xiaolong's choice was to have such courage to be indifferent to life and death. Only in his previous life could he survive in the guns and bullets in the Middle East and Africa and develop his own career.
Lin Han took the medicine and pierced it into the vein of his arm.
The room became quiet.
The moment Zhao Xiaolong made his choice, he was already prepared to pay the price.
But the pain he imagined did not appear. On the contrary, a heat in his body rose and his body became hot.
Could it be that kind of medicine?
This thought flashed through his mind, making him shudder.
If so, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with his body. As the heat in his body rose, the discomfort and pain seemed to be disappearing.
He lowered his head and saw that his body was bruised and purple, and his scars were quickly fading away.
Incredible!
Zhao Xiaolong opened his eyes and felt the changes in his body in shock.
Ten minutes passed, and during this period, when all the bruises and pain left by the "punching bag" on his body disappeared, he felt that his strength became much stronger.
Lin Han took the syringe and the glass bottle containing the potion into the toilet and flushed it out, and glanced at Zhao Xiaolong.
"How does it feel?"
"The injuries have been healed." Zhao Xiaolong tried his best to hide his excitement.
The mere effect of this medicine is no different from the magic medicine.
Lin Han just said that this is the medicine to treat Yun Yan.
If Yun Yan could recover from health in just ten minutes like him, even if he paid the price of his life, he would be willing to do so.
"That's right."
Lin Han handed a bottle of potion to Zhao Xiaolong.
"This is the medicine to treat your fiancée. Just like what you are given to you, it can recover from human injuries. It will be used to her tonight. When she wakes up tomorrow morning, she will be able to walk."
"Thank you." Zhao Xiaolong bowed deeply to Lin Han: "When Ayan recovers, my life will belong to Mr.
"I don't want your life, it's your ability." Lin Han waved his hand.
...
When Mu Yue returned to the room, it was still a little difficult to calm down.
A gentleman actually has that special hobby.
Especially the man covered in muscles, but his scarred appearance was imprinted in her mind and now it can't be removed.
She shook her head desperately, trying to throw away the inappropriate scenes in her mind.
Perverted!
Mu Yue regretted looking for Lin Han and found something that he shouldn't have discovered.
She originally wanted to ask Lin Han to clarify for herself, but now she has not found her, and she has broken her worldview. After thinking about the picture, she was chilling.
Dingdong!
The WeChat prompt sound made Mu Yue feel slightly calmer.
A message from Lin Han.
"Is there something wrong?"
To be continued...