God - Chapter 10
Chapter 10 : A bulging lump
Xing Ming was called away by Brother Yang.
The fat man was brought back by Fan Luo and the others. There was a war outside and the hospital had long been empty. Now that the fat man was so seriously injured and couldn't be sent to the hospital, he had to be dragged here.
Both of his wrists were torn apart, his leg bones were broken, and his arms were dislocated. His head was smashed against the toilet seat, and his face was covered in blood.
Fan Luo called around downstairs and found two people who knew how to bandage, one of whom was an orthopedic Chinese medicine doctor.
When Xing Ming came over, the fat man was wrapped up and lying on the bed like a mummy, with only his eyes exposed.
Brother Yang walked around the fat man twice, and when he saw Xing Ming coming, he threw a dagger under his feet: "I've said it before, my brothers don't fight each other. If you break my rules, you can handle it yourself."
Fan Luo interrupted: "Brother Yang, Fatty has violated a taboo this time. Brothers can't steal his brother's woman. Xing Ming finally found someone he likes, but Fatty still wants to use force on others. This is not..."
Brother Yang sneered: "What woman is so important?"
Xing Ming took the knife and stabbed himself in the leg with an expressionless expression.
The knife given by Brother Yang was not wide, and he himself was even more skillful. The knife did not penetrate deeply, but blood was still seen.
"When fatty wakes up, I will ask him to give you an explanation." Brother Yang glanced at each person one by one. He was thin and sallow, but his eyes were particularly sharp. "I have said before that women are just playthings. Whoever dares to get angry with a brother for a woman, is going to get in trouble with me!"
He walked up to Xing Ming, picked up the bloody knife, put the tip of the knife against Xing Ming's chin and said, "You can have as much fun as you want these few days, but when we're gone, you should end it cleanly."
Xing Ming met his gaze without hesitation, with an attitude that was neither humble nor overbearing: "I know."
Brother Yang threw the knife into Fan Luo's hand and frowned at the fat man lying on the bed, and said to Liu Bin: "Carry him to the side, find someone to take care of him, and feed him something to eat."
"Yes, Brother Yang."
Fan Luo excused himself to come out to wash the knife, walked with Xing Ming for a while, and quietly handed the medicine box to him: "Brother Ming, you are really a fool, your punch was a bit too harsh. I thought you only gave him one or two punches, but I didn't know you would almost kill him."
"He is just not strong enough to take the beating." Xing Ming picked up the medicine box and walked back.
"Brother Ming, you can't take too much care of the sisters. If you make Brother Yang unhappy, then..." Fan Luo didn't finish his sentence, "You should be careful."
"I know."
Zhou Sui hadn't slept. As soon as Xing Ming came in carrying the medicine box, he saw her looking up from the edge of the bed warily.
"What's wrong with you?" She noticed his lame right leg, and through the black pants, she saw signs of damage and wetness above the knee.
Like blood.
"It's okay." Xing Ming walked straight to the chair and sat down. He threw the medicine box aside, took out a cigarette from his pocket and bit it in his mouth. As soon as he took out his lighter and lit it, Zhou Sui arrived.
She reached out and touched it, her hand was red.
She looked at him in confusion: "What, what's going on?"
Without leaving, she opened the medicine box and prepared to give him medicine. When she turned around, Xing Ming had already taken off his pants, leaving only a pair of black boxer briefs inside.
He was sitting on a chair with his legs spread wide and there was a bulge in the center of his underwear.
Zhou Sui's eyes seemed to be stinging. After one glance, she lowered her eyelids and her eyes fell on the man's legs.
Two straight and powerful legs with well-proportioned muscles. Large and small scars were branded on his skin. The new wound was stabbed with a dagger, less than three centimeters. It was a very fresh wound. There was a slit in the bright red flesh, and there was blood seeping out from inside.
She first found anti-inflammatory medicine for him to take, and then found some Western medicine, crushed it into powder with a ladle, and rubbed it on the wound. Some of the powder floated on the edge of the wound. She used her hand to smooth it out, but it was not clean, so she lowered her head to blow it away.
She was half squatting there, and the men's clothes on her body were too baggy. From Xing Ming's angle, he could see her firm breasts wrapped in underwear, which were as white as tofu.
She leaned in front of his legs, her red lips slightly opened, and her hot breath fell.
It was purely a physiological reaction. An electric current shot up in Xing Ming's tail vertebrae and reached the nerve endings, and his underwear curved at an incredible speed.
He raised his hand and moved her head away: "It's alright."
Zhou Sui looked at him inexplicably: "I haven't wrapped it yet..."
She looked up and saw the man's underwear holding up the tent, and his round glans was like the muzzle of a gun, pointing straight in her direction.
She took a big step back unconsciously, and her voice was stuck in her throat for a moment: "I...you...get the gauze...and wrap it yourself."
After waiting for a long time, seeing that he was motionless, Zhou Sui came over from Zhou An's side again. With her head lowered and her ears flushed, she bandaged him with gauze and tied a beautiful bow.
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