Lu Zechen stood up with one hand on the chair, his eyes firmly fixed on Gu Lian's face, his back molars clenched, his eyes moved down, and he glanced at the hand she had deliberately retracted behind her, and he struggled to hold back his anger.
Yu Tianyu and Wang Fuxue stepped forward, one pulling Lu Zechen and the other Gu Lian.
"You two really have to kill one of you?"
Wang Fuxue sighed and called someone to bring basic medical tools. However, the conditions in this place were not good, and nothing she wanted was immediately available.
Yu Tianyu pressed Lu Zechen on the chair and deliberately sat between him and Gu Lian. He looked at the soft thorns in Lu Zechen's palm and rolled his eyelids speechlessly.
"This is just a cactus. If it is replaced by glass ballast, do you still need this hand?"
"Ask her!" Lu Zechen said, looking coldly at Gu Lian.
Damn woman, you are so cruel, he just kissed her and she gave him this kind of surprise!
Gu Lian pulled a face, pursed her lips and said nothing. She stubbornly stared at the plate in front of her without even moving her eyes.
After a long stalemate, the restaurant owner carefully opened the door and handed the things to Wang Fuxue.
Wang Fuxue took the thing, handed it to Yu Tianyu, pursed her lips at Lu Zechen, "Help him pick it."
Yu Tianyu took the tweezers, got up from the chair, moved to the side of Lu Zechen's injured hand, and probed Lu Zechen's hand, "Brother, reach out."
Lu Zechen looked unhappy and opened his hand with the back of his hand, as if he was ready to hurt her to death and not want anyone to touch him.
Wang Fuxue rolled her eyes wildly and glanced at Gu Lian, trying to persuade Lu Zechen to calm down. There was no way Gu Lian could help him.
She was about to say something when Gu Lian suddenly stood up and prepared to walk out.
Lu Zechen moved quickly, crossing the vacant seat next to Yu Tianyu, and pulled her to his side with his uninjured hand.
Gu Lian frowned, and Wang Fuxue clicked her tongue next to her. She didn't know where his temper came from.
"Even if you are cruel to me, you also have a grudge against yourself?"
Lu Zechen said coldly, grabbed Gu Lian's wrist, and turned her hand over with a little force.
Wang Fuxue looked over, glanced at Gu Lian's fingertips, and inhaled slightly.
Gu Lian bit her inner lip, not expecting that he would notice.
When she reached out to reach for the cactus, she reached it carelessly and hit herself with the first hit. She endured the pain and used the bottom to hit it.
"You two are really amazing. This cactus is full of soft thorns, like hair, which can make people blind." Wang Fuxue complained.
Lu Zechen held Gu Lian's wrist with one hand and took the tweezers with the other injured hand.
Gu Lian's heart trembled slightly and he wanted to take his hand out.
"Don't move!" Lu Zechen growled.
Gu Lian tensed up, and Wang Fuxue pulled her up and winked at her.
This guy has a bad temper, don't be stubborn with him anymore.
Lu Zechen was pricked in the palm of his hand, but there was nothing on his fingertips. He could barely use tweezers.
It was extremely quiet in the box. He bent down and picked Gu Lian's thorns with his own hands in a somewhat masochistic manner. The edge of the tweezers occasionally touched the palm of his hand, and he frowned.
Several times, when he was distracted, the tweezers pinched the flesh on Gu Lian's fingers, and when he felt Gu Lian shrink back, he raised his head to look at her, "Does it hurt?"
Gu Lian's jaw tightened and he said nothing, but his face was not as ugly as before.
Lu Zechen was a little annoyed and his men moved more carefully.
Gu Lian only had a few soft thorns on his fingers, which were not many and could be removed in ten minutes.
After Lu Zechen finished doing it, he remembered to wipe her twice with alcohol cotton.