The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Qing Ning was so scared that her face turned pale when she saw Yang Qiu pass out. She did not care about anything else. She put Yang Qiu gently on the sofa and put a pillow under his head. Then she sorted out her panic and took the medicine box.    

    

It seemed that when Yang Qiu woke up, she would blush for no reason. But now, she returned to her usual calm. Although there were tears in her eyes, her small hands were not slow at all.    

    

First, she took out scissors from the medicine box and quickly cut off Yang Qiu's jacket. Then, she cut off the sleeve inside.    

    

As she cut, her heart had already jumped to her throat. Inside the short-sleeved shirt was an extremely sturdy cloth. The blood on the cloth had become sticky.    

    

Qing Ning could not help but shed tears. She did not know why, but this man in front of her was a stranger to her. Although she had heard many legends about him, this time it was because she was with Zhu Ruilin and heard him call Zhu Ruilin. That was why she forcefully transferred to this flight.    

    

It turned out that her intention to get on the plane was to see if this guy, who made even Zhu Ruilin have to be respectful and made Jiang Liufeng shut the door, had three heads and six arms.    

    

The first time she saw Yang Qiu, she only felt that he was a little special.    

    

It was just that, but she had studied medicine and slowly found out that Yang Qiu was seriously injured. And that incomparably firm pain of the ninja could actually fight with that middle-aged man silently for a long time.    

    

This made her impression of Yang Qiu in her heart have a special feeling.    

    

She was a high and mighty princess, one of the three kings and one queen of the capital. Her status was high, her status was extraordinary, and her personality was gentle and soft. However, deep in her bones, she liked to take risks.    

    

Wiping away her tears, Qing Ning seemed to smile bitterly again. She said softly to the unconscious Yang Qiu.    

    

"You. . . Bear with it. I am going to start. "    

    

Of course Yang Qiu could not answer her. He took a deep breath and took out a pair of medical gloves from the medicine box. He put them on and slowly used scissors to clean the wound that was clotted with blood.    

    

After cutting the wounds layer by layer, the deeper she went, the more frightened she became. Until all of them were cut open, her whole body was cold.    

    

She had once studied medicine. Injuries of this degree were enough to kill a person within three minutes, but how did Yang Qiu manage to persist until now?    

    

From the outside, it could be seen that there were only a few cracks on Yang Qiu's chest. However, just by looking at the bulging muscles on the joints after the ribs were broken, one could tell how serious the injuries inside were.    

    

Some parts of his body were swollen beyond recognition, especially the open wounds. One could even see the bones inside.    

    

She reached out and gently pressed on it. There was blood clot coming out from inside. Strangely, she could actually smell a faint fragrance from the blood.    

    

Her tears fell down again. Just as she was about to stand up, the unconscious Yang Qiu sighed softly and said weakly.    

    

"Trust me, just clean up the external injuries and disinfect them. I have already treated the wounds inside. There will be no problem. Don't look for anyone!"    

    

After saying this, Yang Qiu tilted his head and fainted.    

    

"But you. . . You will die like this! Wuwuwu!"    

    

She did not dare to go against Yang Qiu's words. She could only suppress the trembling in her heart and began to clean the wound, disinfect it, stitch it up, and carefully examine it again. Only then did she use a medical bandage to carefully wrap the wound up.    

    

After wrapping it up for more than ten layers, she finally stopped. At this moment, her entire body was drenched.    

    

Yang Qiu was a man after all. She had no strength to even truss a chicken. After cleaning his wounds, she had to take off all of Yang Qiu's clothes and bandage him. After doing this, she had to work hard.    

    

After doing all this, Qing Ning took off the gloves on her hands and even wiped her forehead. Then, she collapsed onto the ground as if she had collapsed.    

    

Yang Qiu had not slept for a long time.    

    

Ever since he had reincarnated, he had basically used meditation as a substitute for sleep. Even when he slept sometimes, it would still be two to three hours.    

    

But this time, he slept for a very long time. Moreover, he had always dreamt of all sorts of strange dreams. There were things in Cultivation Realm, things in the modern society, and dreams that were still tangled together. It was hard to tell exactly where they were.    

    

When he woke up, it was sunny outside the window. There was a layer of faint light outside the curtains, making it look very warm.    

    

This was a room, and it was decorated very elegantly. It was obviously a girl's room, and there was also a special faint fragrance.    

    

Yang Qiu stretched his fingers. He slowly remembered what had happened and couldn't help but feel grateful towards that beautiful girl.    

    

He carefully felt the wound and couldn't help but feel happy.    

    

His internal injuries had actually healed by half. With a little more medicine, he believed that within three days, all of these internal injuries would be healed. And the external injuries had already formed scabs, and the broken ribs were also connected together, just that he couldn't exercise intensely.    

    

Hiss! Hiss!    

    

He suddenly felt that something was wrong.    

    

His upper body was naked, and he was completely wrapped in bandages. . . !    

    

Oh my god!!    

    

He remembered that before he fainted, he was wearing clothes. . . !    

    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but moan.    

    

It's over, it's over now.    

    

His clothes had been taken off a long time ago, and it did not fit his body. Obviously, it was someone else who had changed his clothes. The size was at least two sizes, and it was looser and looser on his body.    

    

There was only one girl in the room. Who was the one who changed his clothes?    

    

Yang Qiu smiled bitterly and could only slowly close his eyes.    

    

After a long time, he coughed lightly. Soon, the room was not opened by Qing Ning from the outside.    

    

"Oh my God, you are finally awake. You have been in a coma for three days. Your wound healed really quickly. You. . . !"    

    

Speaking up to this point, Qing Ning covered her face and tears fell down. Then, she suddenly squatted in front of the bed and started to cry in a low voice.    

    

"You. . . You scared me to death. I. . . I was so scared. . . So scared. . . You!"    

    

Yang Qiu quietly looked at her for a while, then said gratefully:    

    

"Thank you, I am fine now! Right, How did I. . . Get up here?"    

    

Qing Ning's twitching shoulders suddenly froze. She covered her face and did not dare to raise her head as she softly said,    

    

"I carried you up here. You are really heavy. I am exhausted. "    

    

Yang Qiu smiled bitterly and said,    

    

"Did you also change my clothes?"    

    

Qing Ning almost stuffed her face into the blanket. Her beautiful ears that were exposed immediately turned pink.    

    

Yang Qiu smiled weakly and said,    

    

"Can you give me some water? I'm dying of thirst. "    

    

The girl didn't even dare to raise her head. She covered her face and turned to run to the door. Yang Qiu quickly shouted.    

    

"Be careful. . . !"    

    

"Bang!"    

    

In a panic, Qing Ning crashed into the door. Luckily, she covered her face with both hands. Otherwise, it would have been terrible.