Chapter 240 I Want to Show My Perfect Figure in Front of You

"Song Wuyou." Didn't it mean he was bored? He's going to be completely bored.

Song Wuyou bowed his head.

Glancing at his chest, the buttons were unbuttoned, and her shirt was left open by her.

The white gauze wrapped around the wound was already red, and there must have been a lot of blood.

"The wound is torn." Song Wuyou frowned tightly.

This man, knowing that he is injured, is still so indifferent.

Gu Yanhao lowered his head and glanced at his wound indifferently.

"Will you help me deal with it?" Gu Yanhao looked at her and asked.

He remembered one time when she fell on her own, scratched the skin on her knee, got into the sand, and bled a lot. There was a medicine box in the villa, but she didn't know how to deal with it.

"Nonsense." Song Wuyou glared at him, then turned around, opened the medicine box, and found a pair of sterilized scissors from it.

When she turned around, Gu Yanhao's teasing eyes suddenly became very deep, she really changed, she became completely unlike her before—

Song Wuyou took the scissors and cut the gauze wrapped around his chest directly.

"..." Gu Yanhao looked at her, "Isn't it opened layer by layer?"

She cut the gauze very neatly without hesitation.

Song Wuyou snorted coldly, "It's so thick, when will it wrap around your armpits layer by layer?"

Might as well cut it off to save time.

After cutting the sand cloth, Song Wuyou cautiously removed the blood-stained, sticky gauze sticking to the wound.

Fortunately, when the wound was bandaged, a lot of medicinal powder was sprinkled, and the whole piece of gauze was not so close to the flesh of the wound that it was difficult to remove.

After removing the gauze, what caught my eye was a hole wound.

Song Wuyou was surprised: "Why not stitch?!"

"Sutures will leave ugly scars, and the scars will not be ugly after the wounds heal without sutures." Gu Yanhao said.

"When will such a wound become fleshy?" It was shocking.

After pursing his lips, Song Wuyou glanced at him contemptuously, "You, a big man, still care about such ugly scars? Who will see when you put on clothes? Some women have caesarean sections, and that scar is ugly."

爱美的女人都不在乎，他一个大男人在乎，简直欠揍。

Gu Yanhao smiled charmingly: "You can see it when you take off your clothes."

"Are you going to hang out with your shirtless?"

"No, it's a beast."

"Why not suture." The suture wound healed quickly.

"It's been said that the scars will be ugly."

"..." speechless.

"I'm going to take off in front of you."

"..." More speechless.

Gu Yanhao smiled lowly: "I want to show my perfect figure in front of you."

Song Wuyou was ashamed and glared at him: "Stop talking, I'll help you stop the bleeding!"

"Okay." Gu Yanhao obediently shut up again.

Song Wuyou first used pliers and cotton swabs to gently clean up the powder that had been sprinkled on before.

The cleaning process is not easy. A little carelessness will injure the wound, and the wound is already torn and blood is flowing, so it is even more difficult to clean it up.

But Song Wuyou, who was engrossed in it, seemed very cautious, his movements were gentle but not slow, as if he often did this kind of thing...

Gu Yanhao lowered his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her with deep eyes, with a trace of scrutiny——

Seeing his terrifying wound, she just frowned slightly, neither disgusted nor disgusted and scared.

Her hands never trembled.

As for being calmer and more skilled than doctors who often operate.

"Song Wuyou, do you often help people bandage wounds?" he asked softly.