That emperor wants to gay me

Ying Liu's eyes were wide open, and he said that the person in front of him was familiar, and it turned out to be him.

After a while, Ying Liu finally said: "Thank you for saving my life, my lord."

Liu Fuyi waved his hand, "Wrong, I didn't save you, it was our An'er."

"An'er?"

"You don't even know me after I told you." Then the style of painting changed, "What? Are you still planning to let go?"

There was a hint of a smile in his tone, which made Ying Liu unconsciously think of Ying Li.

Immediately, he shook his head slightly, thinking to himself: How could he be the same as Yingli?What am I thinking?

He tried his best to control his thoughts, and then gradually let go of Liu Fuyi's hand.Feeling that there was no resistance from his wrist, Liu Fuyi took off Ying Liu's clothes easily.

The purpose of entering is large and small wounds, and even some places have begun to fester, perhaps because of the rain last night.

Liu Fuyi opened the inspection and said: "I didn't expect your life to be quite big. You have already looked like this, and you are not dead yet. Is it?

Is life really big?maybe.

In the dark guard camp, he was injured more seriously than this, right?But life is really hard.

"This little injury is nothing. Even though Mr. Liu is treated, I promise not to move."

After talking about Ying Liu, he had already closed his eyes. He knew how serious the wounds on his body were, and now meeting Liu Fuyi-. Maybe it was a kind of luck, right?

As a doctor, Liu Fuyi frowned when she saw Ying Liu's wounds, and then said: "Be patient, the wounds in some places have already festered, and I need to cut them off for you with a knife."

"Okay, Mr. Lao Liu is here.

Liu Fuyi lit the candle, put the knife on it to smoke for a while, and then stretched it towards Ying Liu's chest.

"Don't move, even if you can't help it, don't move even if you yell at me.

At this time, Yingliu's consciousness was a little slack, but he still nodded.I kept telling myself in my heart: Ying Liu, you must persevere, this little injury is really nothing.

But when the knife touched Ying Liu's body, he couldn't help clenching his fists. The cold sweat on his forehead indicated that Ying Liu was enduring great pain.

Who can bear the pain of cutting flesh?

Fortunately, Ying Liu was born in the Dark Guard Camp, so he has great psychological and physical endurance, even so, his face is grim and his veins are bulging.

"You can cry out if you can't help it, but don't move, there may be something wrong." Liu Fuyi's voice was also a little nervous. Although it wasn't the first time he was being treated, it was the first time he went to heal his body. with many wounds.

Moreover, this kind of treatment is not easy to be distracted, and the patient is not allowed to have too many movements. If there is a little carelessness, the consequences will be even more disastrous.

"I-I can.. trust me.. trust you too.."

Ying Liu intermittently and weakly blew into Liu Fuyi's ears, "If you really can't bear it anymore, let me know, and I will seal your pain with a silver needle."

Ying Liu closed his eyes, and the fist costume he clenched into was also changed into the quilt under me.

This kind of pain was unprecedented, even worse than the injury he suffered in the selection of the Dark Guard Battalion.

In a daze, Ying Liu felt his shadow appeared in his line of sight.He was like a ray of light, pulling him out of the endless abyss.

"is it you?"

As soon as such words came out, Liu Fuyi's hand stopped, and when he looked at Ying Liu, he thought of Han Yuxi.

If he remembered correctly, he hadn't seen his Yuyu for two days.

Sighing slightly, trying to gather his mind again, he finally ignored Ying Liu and directly sealed his pain with a silver needle, which also made Ying Liu fall into a coma.

For nothing else, what he was most afraid of was like just now, when Ying Liu's casual words made him distracted.

half an hour later

Zuo Anming was lying on the table boredly, his phone kept flipping the teacup, and then he asked in a dazed way: "Brother Fuyi, how long will it take for him to wake up?" After speaking, he looked at the lying on the bed Shadow Six on the bed.Although he only met once, he still wanted to save the man, even if the man said he was a man, he didn't care, for no other reason, just because

-Everyone has the right to live, from the top to the high officials and dignitaries, down to the petty servants of the untouchables.

After a long time, Ying Liu who was lying on the bed opened his eyes, the pain in his body stimulated his brain.

Then he murmured in a low voice: "Am I still alive? Where is this?" As soon as he finished speaking, he stubbornly propped up his body, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and fell on the bed again.

"Hey, hey, can you stay still? Brother Fuyi just sewed up your wound, be careful that it opened in a while."

Looking for the sound, Ying Liu turned his head slightly, saw Zuo Anming who was a little angry, stared at him for a while, and then said: "You, aren't you the new male servant summoned by the emperor that day?"

Come on, let me see those familiar shadows!I know you haven't abandoned me (Broken sound.)

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