The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Those women, like her, were all sold here. After getting her cigarettes, they immediately smiled and said, "Hey, Linlang, you don't even let a Yankee like this go?"

"Linlang, I think you'd better not cause trouble. This Yankee seems to be not only poor, but also a troublemaker. Don't get yourself involved when the time comes."

The girl named Linlang smiled charmingly and said, "You can die under peonies and be a ghost. Don't look at the blood all over him now. He is handsome. When I fix him, don't follow him." I'll grab it."

"Silly, what's the use of being handsome? We won't compete with you, we want to be rich."

The girls all laughed stupidly, but they didn't go to the boss again.

Linlang helped Qin Zheng into her room, got a basin of hot water and briefly cleaned the blood on him. She was about to take off his clothes and help him look at his wounds.

Suddenly, her wrist was held by Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng's eyes were like a hawk, looking at her sharply. His voice was hoarse but cold, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Linlang's breath was frightened by his eyes, but when she saw the injuries all over his body, she hardened up again and smiled coquettishly at him, "You are in my room now, what do you think I want to do?"

Qin Zheng lowered his eyes to see that the blood stains on his body seemed to have been cleaned. Then he looked at her hand, which was holding ointment. He knew that this woman was helping him and intending to treat his injuries.

But why should she help him?

He didn't believe that there were people in this world who were kind to him for no reason.

He looked at Linlang and loosened his grip on her wrist, "Why help me?"

Lin Lang smiled charmingly, "Yankee, you really have a lot on your mind. Can I help you? What should I help you with? I'm just looking for money on you. I think you're dirty and I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty, so I reluctantly wash them for you." .”

After saying that, she threw the ointment aside, clapped her hands, opened the door and went out.

Qin Zheng looked at the ointment she had thrown aside, glanced at the door, clenched her hands into fists, picked up the ointment from the ground, and slowly rubbed it on her wounds bit by bit.

Because there were too many injuries on his body, and there were several stab wounds, he lost a lot of blood, and the medicine was only half applied. His body sank and he fainted again.

Linlang was standing outside the door smoking, and several women came over to tease her, "Hey, Linlang, where's your Yankee? Why are you standing outside? He's injured so badly, he won't be able to survive, right?"

Linlang frowned, put out the cigarette, pushed the door open again, and saw Qin Zheng half hanging on the edge of the bed, with one leg and one arm in the air, half of his body on the bed, and his whole body looked like a dead dog .

Linlang's face turned pale, and she hurriedly went over to help him lie down, and then stretched out her hand to feel between his nose and breath. Fortunately, he was not dead yet.

He had already taken off half of his clothes, and most of the wounds on his body were exposed. In addition to so many deep and long scratches, there were also several holes poked by daggers, which were still bleeding. Woolen cloth.

If the bleeding doesn't stop, this person may not survive.

She thought about it again and ran out and found an old doctor to have a look at it, which cost her more than 100 yuan.

The old doctor not only bandaged Qin Zheng's wound, but also gave her an anesthetic to relieve pain.

After the old doctor left, Linlang covered Qin Zheng with a quilt before leaving the room. The room was filled with the smell of blood, and she almost vomited from the smell.