After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

It's just that before she could eject the powder from her hand, the man grabbed her one step faster, and her body was imprisoned between him and the wall again.

And, this time, his body fit her even tighter, such an intimate movement made Qiao Ran feel ashamed, annoyed and hated.

"Wen Shimo, you scoundrel man, let me go!"

"Miss Qiao, say it again, my name is Han Mo, I just ask you to look at the injury for me, if you play tricks again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Han Mo whispered in Qiao Ran's ear, his voice was magnetic and hoarse, and the warm breath was blowing on Qiao Ran's sensitive earlobe, making her feel indescribably hot.

This dog man, who knows her every move, still refuses to admit that he is Wen Shimo.

The abominable thing is that after two years of training, his skills have grown again, and there is a strong murderous look on his body, she is no match for him at all.

Qiao Ran has always disliked being threatened, no matter whether he is Wen Shimo or Han Mo, she doesn't want to bow her head and give in.

"Although I am not as skilled as others, I still have dignity. I don't like General Han's method of forcing others to heal.

Even if you kill me today, I will not treat you. " Qiao Ran said coldly.

"Those who don't listen to me, I will send them to God, but for women, I will give special treatment.

Throw the unsightly ones to my subordinates to enjoy. For a beautiful top like you, I will personally visit you and send you to see God! "

Han Mo's low, cold and charming voice rang softly in Qiao Ran's ears, making Qiao Ran's body covered in goose bumps.

What made Qiao Ran even more annoyed was that because of his few words, she couldn't help but think of the two beautiful nights they had.

Thinking of those pictures, the bones became a little sore.

Sensing Qiao Ran's body softening, Han Mo thought that Qiao Ran was frightened by his words, and a secret light flashed in his eyes.

A few seconds later, he felt the strong struggle of the woman in his arms again.

"General Han, I grew up eating white rice and white flour. I didn't grow up scared. General Han has the guts to send me to God!"

In terms of official position, her uncle Lu Qishan was one level older than Han Mo, so she couldn't believe that Han Mo dared to do something excessive to her at her uncle's birthday party.

"Since Ms. Qiao wants to see God so much, then I will do what Ms. Qiao wishes. Before that, I like to kill first!" Han Mo said as he lowered his head and kissed the butterfly mark that looked like it could fly under the light .

The warm and soft touch on the back made Qiao Ran's brain feel as if it had been hollowed out for an instant, and he forgot to react.

This bastard actually dared to belittle her.

"Wen Shimo, you bastard, you are going to kill me, if you dare to do anything to my mother today, I will give you a lot of money!"

The man's kiss moved from her back to her fair neck, her breath was rough, but her voice was as dangerous as a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

"Miss Qiao, correct me again, my name is Han Mo, I'm not that weak, and I can be easily subdued by a little woman like you.

And I never fight unprepared, you think what I gave you before was candy?Do you feel hot and stuffy in your body now, as if you are blocked by something and want to be vented? "

The man said and bit Qiao Ran's sensitive earlobe lightly.

Qiao Ran's body couldn't help trembling, and the reactions he said quickly exploded in his body.

It wasn't the first time she had experienced this feeling.

The first two times I was with Wen Shimo, it was because of this kind of ghost that she lost herself.

"Han Mo, as a first-rank general, how could you do such a shameless thing?"

Qiao Ran is really going to faint with anger, how can a dog man use such indecent means?

Didn't he deny that he was Wen Shimo?

Then it was the first time they met, how could they do such vicious things when they first met?

Is he a breeding pig that ruts anywhere?

As if to see through her mind, the man said coldly, "The frontier is poor, and I like the feeling of being a sex hunter. It can relax my whole body and make it easier to fight the enemy."

So all his illustrious military exploits came from being stimulated by a beautiful woman?

Qiao Ran was terrified of this dangerous, cold and evil man.

"General Han, I just made a joke with you. You are a soldier who defends your home and country, and I am a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. If you were injured for the country, how could I refuse to treat you? Please let me go now. I'll show you the injury right now." Qiao Ran said softly.

"Don't play tricks anymore?"

"Ok!"

"No more poison?"

"Yeah!" Qiao Ran quickly replied obediently.

Han Mo let go of Qiao Ran, turned and walked towards the sofa.

When Qiao Ran saw this, a cunning flashed in his eyes.

If you don't run now, when will you wait!

"There is no antidote, and the one who will sleep with Miss Qiao in a while may be a bald and pregnant grandfather!"

Han Mo's cold and calm voice sounded behind Qiao Ran who ran three steps.

Qiao Ran immediately stood there as if struck by lightning, and after greeting the eighteenth generation of Han Mo's ancestors in his heart, Qiao Ran turned around with a smile on his face.

"I didn't run away, I just loosened my muscles and bones after being held by General Han for a long time..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Han Mo take off the black shirt on his body, revealing the dense old and new wounds on his ancient skin like vines.

On his back, there seemed to be a slash more than ten centimeters long, and the bright red flesh color was turned outwards, which was shocking to see.

Qiao Ran was so shocked by those terrible wounds that he forgot to react.

Seeing that Qiao Ran was motionless while wearing a mask, and his bright and smiling eyes were covered in shock, Han Mo's thin lips parted slightly, and he ordered lightly, "Come here!"

Qiao Ran doesn't like to be spoken in an orderly tone, but at this moment, as if she had been enchanted, her legs walked over involuntarily.

Looking at the wound at a close distance, it was even more terrifying. The wound spanned from the back of the neck to the shoulder and cheekbones of more than ten males.

With such a serious injury, he can easily restrain her, so how unfathomable is his skill?

He was injured so badly that instead of going to the hospital to bandage him, he ran over to threaten her. Was he crazy?

"The injury is so serious, why don't you go to the hospital? Are you afraid of bleeding to death?" Qiao Ran asked coldly with a trembling voice.

"A little injury, nothing to worry about. It's the first time Director Lu celebrates such a formal birthday, so we can't lose face." Han Mo replied lightly.

Because the people attending the banquet are powerful and noble people, each lounge is equipped with professional medical tools.

Because the injury of a high-ranking official is a very private matter, many injuries that can not be treated in the hospital will be dealt with privately by the accompanying doctor.

Qiao Ran opened the medicine box, and there were all kinds of surgical tools.

Qiao Ran picked up the anesthetic and was about to wash Han Mo's wound, but Han Mo held his hand.

"What are you doing? I treated your wound, not to harm you." Qiao Ran only felt that the hand held by him was hot like an electric shock, and quickly tried to pull it away from his palm.

"No need to trouble, just deal with the stitching directly!"

Such a long wound, without anesthesia sutured, how painful it must be!

"If you don't need anesthesia, you don't need it. Just tell me. What are you doing holding my hand? Let go." Qiao Ran angrily reprimanded.

"I'm afraid you're moving too fast, and you poured the anesthetic before I could tell." Han Moyun said lightly and let go of Qiao Ran's hand.

It seemed to make sense, but she was unable to refute it.

Qiao Ran rolled his eyes speechlessly, picked up the disinfectant and poured it on Han Mo's wound, the action was simple and rough.

Han Mo only felt the pain in his back. A small injury was several times more painful than those serious injuries that were about to kill him.

But he clenched his hands into fists, clenched his teeth, the back of his hand hurt, and the veins on his forehead were about to burst, but he didn't make a sound of pain.