Ding Yiyi stared at him, "I need to confirm again, are you serious about what you just said?"

"No." He pursed his lips, stood up and walked towards the room first, then suddenly turned back, "If he hinders me from looking for that place, then what he said just now may be true."

Ding Yiyi followed him wordlessly. Everything in the room was still there, except for the silk scarf. Dongqing sat down on the bed, grinning and looking at the wound on her arm that was as swollen as a ball.

"I need scissors and needles, do you have them here?" He lowered his head and asked.

Footsteps sounded in the room, followed by the sound of rummaging in a plastic bag. Ding Yiyi walked to him with scissors and disinfectant.

Suddenly, the disinfectant dropped to the ground, and his white and tender hands grabbed the handle of the scissors, and the sharp edge of the scissors stabbed the man's neck artery.

Dongqing calmed down the expression on her face and said in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"

Ding Yiyi's hands trembled again, and she had to hold it tighter. The scissors moved closer to the thin and tender skin. The skin was sunken, and blue blood vessels could still be seen.

"Do you want to kill me?" Dongqing's hand moved back quietly, and when he touched the small, cold weapon on his waist, his eyes became more submissive, "We have something to discuss."

She looked at him and said, "I won't kill you. I just want to tell you that you are not allowed to have any harmful thoughts towards him. If the day comes, I will not let you go."

"Hahahaha." Dongqing was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a series of laughter, even ignoring the sharp objects pressed against her neck, "That's why I say women are stupid. You avoid him, but you don't allow others to hurt him.

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Ding Yiyi looked at his arrogant smile and suddenly said one sentence, "Isn't Ao Yu a stupid woman too?"

The false smile suddenly disappeared from his face. This name seemed to have been a long time ago, so long ago that it took him a certain amount of time to recall it.

She found that those two words had a great magic power on him, as if they could instantly suck away all his energy and confidence. She began to regret that she should not have said it to her so quickly.

After a long time, so long that she thought several hours had passed, he spoke again, "I need to treat the wound. If you are afraid, leave first."

She shook her head slowly and put the disinfectant and gauze aside, but she didn't know what he wanted the tweezers and scissors for.

Holly picked up the scissors, stretched her arms as far forward as possible, took a deep breath, and then used the scissors to cut open the wounds that were stuck together due to the pus.

Ding Yiyi swallowed with difficulty, staring at him with a pair of scissors as if she was possessed, as he used a pair of scissors to cut open his wound, and blood flowed impatiently from his arm.

A large amount of sweat broke out on his forehead. The sweat dripped into his eyes and slid down his smooth and flawless cheeks. Suddenly, a soft face towel gently wiped his forehead. He raised his head in surprise and glanced at the hand holding the face towel.

, paying full attention to the woman staring at the wound.

The wound was cut open, and the action could be called rough. The muscles in the film were as red as if they had been burned, and there was even a faint smell of blood in the nasal cavity.

"Give me the tweezers." He gritted his teeth and said with a painful expression.

Ding Yiyi handed the tweezers to him and accidentally touched his cold hand. In the blink of an eye, the cold hand had been withdrawn.

Putting the silver-white tweezers into the bloody muscles, he couldn't help but whine in a low voice, and with a low roar of pain, he took out a stone stained with red blood.
Chapter completed!