Outside the window, the fiery red sun had already set to the west of the sky, and the room gradually became darker.

Zhuang Lin turned on the lights in the room. The incandescent lights illuminated the corner of the room. On the sofa in the living room, Mo Xie sat there quietly, and his beautiful face was always so cold.

"Are you injured?" Zhuang Lin walked to the sofa and saw the look of pain flashing across Mo Xie's face. His eyes quickly swept across her body, and finally locked on the left side of her lower abdomen and asked.

"It's not a problem, it's just a skin injury." Mo Xie raised his head, looked at Zhuang Lin, shook his head, and said slowly.

Skin trauma? How could a first-class killer show pain on his face? How could it be just a skin trauma?

"Don't hold it back, let me take a look." Zhuang Lin walked straight to her and said to Mo Xie in a slightly commanding tone.

Mo Ye looked at him with his head raised, looked at him briefly, and finally asked, "Is this an order?"

"That's right." Zhuang Lin was stunned when he heard her question, and then nodded, because he knew that if he shook his head, this cold-hearted woman would definitely not let her heal her.

After receiving Zhuang Lin's reply, Mo Xie was silent for a moment. His beautiful eyes looked at Zhuang Lin's eyes for a moment, then nodded slightly and stood up.

Under Zhuang Lin's gaze, she raised her right hand and slowly dropped the zipper on her tights. As the zipper moved downward, a beautiful body was revealed.

The white neck is covered with bright and shiny breasts. Unfortunately, this pair of beautiful toys was bound by a black chest, making Zhuang Lin unable to taste it. Further down there was the belly without any fat and the cute belly.

Mo Xie's skin is not as white as Chu Wanlinhuan's skin, but it is the healthiest malt color. It is formed by long-term high-intensity exercise in various complex environments, representing sunshine, vitality, and motivation.

Looking at Mo Ye in front of him, in a daze, Zhuang Lin seemed to have returned to the waterfall in America two years ago, where he and the female mercenary named Eva were lingering. The feeling of bone-eroding is something he can't forget until today.

He struggled to throw away the almost crazy scenes in his mind. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and looked at Mo Xie's body with his eyes that were not covered with other colors.

The incandescent lights fell on Mo Xie's perfect body, and the scars that were shown in Zhuang Lin's eyes were shocking, besides the beautiful things, the scars that looked like centipedes.

Perhaps he had long realized that there would be some scars on Mo Xie's body, but he did not expect that there would be so many scars on her light body, from under her neck to her lower abdomen, there were no less than twenty scars. There were knife wounds and gunshot wounds. Among them, the wound on the lower abdomen was nearly ten centimeters long. Although the wound had been bandaged, it was still bleeding outside.

"Hey, go to the bedroom." Zhuang Lin moved his eyes away from Mo Xie's body and said in a calm tone.

Mo Xie didn't say anything, but nodded slightly, followed him and walked into the bedroom.

“Lying in bed.”

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Xie still walked to the bed as he said, took off the shoes from his feet, and lay down quietly on the soft bed.

"Wait, I will deal with these scars on you. When dealing with the scars, I will first cut off the dead flesh on it. At that time, it may hurt a little, so you have to hold it back." Zhuang Lin took out a scalpel from his fingertip and told Mo Xie softly.

"Ye" Mo Xie nodded, but said mercy.

Although at this moment, she thought in her heart that the man in front of her might have taken advantage of her under the guise of healing her wounds, but since she had said that she would follow him and serve him, then let him go.

Over the years, I have been alive and dead, and I am not afraid of even death. Are I still afraid that this man who saved his brother's life will take advantage of him? Even if he possesses himself, what he gets is nothing more than this emotional body.

She really blamed Zhuang Lin for this mistake. At this moment, Zhuang Lin held the scalpel in his right hand, and looked at the scars on her body with a bit of pity. In his heart, there was no dirty thoughts except pity.

Use vital energy to flow on the scalpel for a week to remove possible bacteria on the knife.

Zhuang Lin sat down beside the bed, putting his left hand near Mo Xie's shoulder blade, where there was a round scar left by a bullet, with dead flesh and unevenness near the scar. Either the person who took the bullet was unprofessional or there were no professional medical equipment at that time.

"Which quack doctor took the bullet for you is so unprofessional." His left finger and middle finger gently stroked the scar of the slightly hideous bullet, and asked softly in Mo Xie's ear.

"I myself." Mo Xie's answer was very simple and stiff.

Hearing her answer, Zhuang Lin's hand paused for a moment, staring at the scar, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes. This cold woman endured the pain in the abandoned factory and dug out bloody bullets from her shoulder blades with a dagger alone.

The thin blade as thin as a wing cut a hole on the edge of the dead flesh on the scar. Zhuang Lin carefully pinched the hilt and let the blade penetrate deep into the flesh. Then he cut around the round scar and dug out all the dead flesh on the scar.

On the bed, Mo Xie's light body shook slightly inadvertently, but from beginning to end, she never let out a joke. Zhuang Lin only saw her frowning, and there was no pain on her face.

As a whole piece of dead flesh was dug out, blood flowed from the wound, and scarlet blood flowed along Mo Xie's shoulder blades to the bed, dyeing a piece of bed sheet red.

"You are a girl, why should you put your body in this way?" Zhuang Lin pressed the wound with his left hand and used the blood of his vitality to heal the wound. He looked at Mo Xie's face and said slowly.

"Because I am a killer." The cool feeling at the wound eliminated all the pain. Mo Xie opened his eyes and looked at Zhuang Lin. After a moment of silence, he spoke.

While speaking, she lowered her head and looked at her left shoulder blade. When her eyes fell on the wound, she was stunned for a moment. In this blink of an eye, the wound there had stopped bleeding.

"How did you do it?" She looked at Zhuang Lin again, facing Zhuang Lin's eyes, and asked Zhuang Lin in a peaceful voice.

"I am a doctor, and I am the kind of miracle doctor who can bring people back to life, haha." Zhuang Lin cracked his mouth and said with a smile.

Mo Xie just nodded and didn't say anything. He only had those beautiful eyes, looking at him like he was talking about something.

A few minutes later, Zhuang Lin moved his palm away from Mo Xie's shoulder blades, took out a towel soaked with warm water from the basin taken by the side, and gently wiped off the blood. When all the blood was wiped clean, the originally hideous scars had disappeared, and were replaced by pink tender skin.

"This scar is healed, let's start dealing with the next scar." Zhuang Lin moved his waist and said calmly with a heavy smile on his face.
Chapter completed!