After being auctioned, I was taken by Long Aotian... [Xi Huan]

During the physical examination, Nuer was unexpectedly quiet and cooperative.After waking up, Garfield played his usual professionalism and rigor, and quickly judged that Nuer had a high fever caused by a festering wound.

Pulling away the dirty cloth of the culprit, Dr. Garfield issued an authoritative statement: "The guy who can tie this thing to the wound definitely has a deep hatred against you!"

Sero blinked and pretended to be okay, "Yeah, some bastard tied him up. I think he's just unprofessional! Hey, that's not the point! You deal with it quickly, I'm busy .”

"It's a slow thing," Garfield replied.He slowly pulled off the bandage, only to see that the skin was sticky and the flesh was sticky, and Se Luo couldn't help hissing loudly.

"Ah——! It hurts! It hurts!" Little Cerro shivered and bounced around, screaming as if someone was punishing him. "Garfield, stop, it hurts!"

As a doctor, Garfield, what screaming and howling patients have not seen?He glanced at Sero and said casually, "We have to dig out the carrion with a spoon first. His wound is not very deep, so it's not difficult to deal with. Pass me my box."

"He's running a fever." Sero kicked the box over tremblingly, "Can't you deal with it first?"

"After I've bandaged him, I'll cool him down." Garfield professionally opened the box and chose a silver spoon the size of a bird's egg from a series of spoons. Sir, Sero, hold his shoulders and keep him from moving."

The silver spoon penetrated into the wound, digging out pus and rotting flesh.Nuer frowned tightly, his face paler than the first snow in winter.His head was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't even groan, let alone struggled and twisted.

Instead, Sero, holding his shoulders, writhed on one side, staring at the wound and yelling, as if the spoon had been dug into his flesh.

"Hiss—! It hurts so much!"

"Ah-! Garfield!"

"Hey—! Take it easy!"

"Wow -! It will hurt to death!"

Garfield rolled his eyes at Cerro's exaggerated yelling, while Old Hans sneered.Nuer, who was really receiving painful treatment, remained silent.It was as if his body was not made of flesh and blood, but a stone.

"Still a tough guy." Garfield snorted softly, knocking off the dirt in the spoon, "I'm going to spray some 'water of life' on your wound now, hold back! Cerro, take the 'medicine' 'Bring it!"

"What 'Water of Life'!" Sai Luo coughed a few times, his voice was a little hoarse just now, "Isn't it the distilled wine you often drink?" He accurately found the bottle from the box , stuffed it into Garfield's hand, "Don't swallow it this time!"

"Understood!" Garfield raised his neck and drank a few big gulps before he took a mouthful of wine and sprayed it on Nuer's wound.

When the spirit sprayed on the wound, Sero felt Null's body tremble violently.The scream that was almost blurted out was abruptly swallowed back and turned into a low, muffled grunt.

"Very good." Garfield twisted his nose and put the wine back in the medicine cabinet. "Okay, now let's bandage it." He skillfully pulled out a white bandage and wrapped it around Nu Er's thin waist wound, "Serro, you go find a barber, let's drain him five ounces of blood first , See if you can bring the temperature down."

Selo nodded quickly, took out the scissors from the case, and cut off the messy hair on the back of Garfield's head with a snap. "Okay, the barber is here! Dr. Garfield!" He fiddled with the scissors in his hand, "This time the haircut is free, what else do I need to do? I will give you a little bit of money, why do we have such a good relationship Woolen cloth?"

Garfield rolled his eyes vigorously, touched the hair on the back of his head, and cursed from the bottom of his heart: "Damn it! You bastard, Sero! You ruined my precious hair!"

"Anyway, if you go to the barber shop, the barber will destroy it." Sero smiled indifferently, but there was a worry that could not be concealed in the smile, "And the less people know about this, the better! I don't care , Garfield, you don't want to go to jail. Get the barber, can you guarantee that he won't tell us? When you were a doctor, you swore you wouldn't do this kind of menial work, but I can. You tell me how ,I come!"

"Okay, as long as you don't bark." Garfield rubbed the back of his head helplessly, sometimes he couldn't do anything about Cerro, "Remove the bandages on his hands, we're going Nest here, and make a little hole. Get that little awl."

"Only open halfway." Nuer said coldly, with a bit of weakness in his voice, "until you need to speak."

Dr. Garfield accepted his patient's request, but no one thought that there was such a secret hidden in Null's arm.His arms are covered with beautiful tattoos with elegant and smooth lines.The curved arc formed countless butterflies. As the bandages were slowly untied, these black butterflies gradually hid in deeper places, revealing Nuer's muscular white arms.

will move!

These tattoos can actually move!

Sero stared at Nuer in surprise, trying to see something from the unchanging expression on his face.But unfortunately, nothing.Sero found nothing but the butterfly tattoo fading deeper into the bandage.

Old Hans and Garfield were quite surprised, but the three of them didn't dare to ask, and didn't say much.Sometimes, the less you know, the better, and they all understand that.

Under the professional guidance of Dr. Garfield, Old Hans, Cerro, and Garfield drained Null's blood in an orderly manner.This time, Se Luo didn't scream anymore, although when he pierced Nuer's skin, he felt a tingling pain transmitted to his arm.

"Does it hurt?" Sero couldn't help but raised his head and asked.

"No." Null replied briefly, watching the blood spilling from his arm indifferently.

At that moment, Sero had a feeling—Nur might really be made of granite, not this wounded body, but the soul.

After they gave Nuer a quick and effective treatment, Nuer's body temperature dropped in the afternoon.Sero has been by his side, taking good care of him.In the evening, Old Hans brought broth again, and of course he brought a lot of complaints and nagging.

When night fell, Sero chose to stay in order to prevent Nuer from developing a fever again due to lack of care.He was lying with Nuer, listening to Nuer's soft breathing, which became slower and slower.

"Old Hans is not a bad man." Sero muttered in a low voice, as if telling himself, "Although he always scolds people."

"You're not bad either," Null said.

"Nuer isn't bad either." Sero turned his back embarrassingly, and lay on his side on the makeshift straw bed, "You are different from those assassins, they are bad, they want to assassinate the queen, and you are stopping them. It's just , I don't quite understand..." He moved his body carefully, and chose his words with the same care, "Why does Nuer have to suffer this knife when he can dodge it?"

The assassin lay there, as still as a stone.Se-ro can't tell if he's really asleep or if he just doesn't want to answer his question.Dark clouds hit, covering the moonlight, the light gradually dimmed, and thin raindrops fell on the face.

It's raining.

Cursing under his breath, Sero quickly got up.He bustled like an ant, collecting broken boards and small stones nearby.Finally, before the rain became heavier, the hole on the roof was blocked.Climbing down from the roof, Sero shivered. He felt wet and cold, and quickly ran back to the small room with his arms folded.

Null leaned against the wall and moved the quilt and straw over.

Lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating his face.

A beautiful face, a peaceful face, a face that makes people feel lost.

Kicking off his muddy shoes, Sero hopped to Nuer's side, and sat down beside him. "Nuer..." He opened his mouth, swallowing the rest of the words nervously.Because he wanted to say—Nur's lips looked delicious.

The assassin lay down peacefully, leaving half the space for him.Sero crawled in with his hands and feet, careful not to touch the opponent's wound.

Thunder rumbled outside the window, and the autumn rain continued.The temperature of another person came from under the quilt, which turned into amazing heat, evaporating all the rainwater on Sero's body.The rain dripped down through the holed roof, but Sero, who was in the warm nest, felt boundless comfort.

He turned sideways, trying not to take up too much space.He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't ignore the other party's existence.

Rainwater flowed down the glass windows, and every lightning bolt brought a psychedelic light and shadow caused by the sparkling water marks to the hut they were in.Sero's head was dizzy, his body was hot, and he couldn't help turning his head to look back.

So strange, why am I so nervous, what should I do?

Nuer's shoulders pressed against my back, it was so hot.

Is Null asleep?Or is he thinking about something?

Ah, really want to see what he is doing?

Should I turn around and throw myself into his arms?

Sero, who suddenly realized what he was thinking, turned red in the face.He felt that now he was similar to a piece of red-hot iron, and he would definitely emit white smoke if he was thrown into the water.

When Sero was seriously considering whether to rush over, a slow voice came from the air.

"What are you thinking about?"

"No, no!" Sero turned around suddenly, curled up and quickly got down on the ground, and buried his whole head in the sheet on the straw, "There is nothing, sleep, sleep!"

Look at him lying on his stomach, face down, buttocks up, twisting and twisting because of shyness.If he had had a tail, he would be wagging it embarrassingly by now.

Nuer's eyes dimmed, and in the deep and dark night, the power and desire of the shadows churned.

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Null: So, what the hell are you thinking?

Cerro: About the right way to kiss.

Null: Are you very clear?

Sero: No, not very clear either!However, it will definitely not be bitten!

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I am very unhappy today, my most expensive bottle of perfume was broken by a brat.

Smelling the fragrance all over the room, I wish I could roll on the ground a few times, and use that bottle of perfume one more time.

I only sprayed it twice after I bought it, and I have always been reluctant.

Sorry, mushrooms.