The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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And...the black mask that Jiang Jingchen had been wearing to protect himself was also torn off in half, and the light green ointment flowed down the man's nose, slowly spreading around, covering most of his face. You pushed her directly onto such a long nail, she's bleeding, can't you see?!" After taking off Pang Yiqin's black coat, Gu Weimian could clearly see a large bloodstain on the white shirt inside, which looked somewhat shocking. Seeing Pang Yiqin almost shrinking behind Gu Weimian, an u...
And...the black mask that Jiang Jingchen had been wearing to protect himself was also torn off in half, and the light green ointment flowed down the man's nose, slowly spreading around, covering most of his face.
Gu Weimian could almost hear the sound of Jiang Jingchen's heart exploding.
Jiang Jingchen pushed Pang Yiqun, who was pressing on her, away with such force that he threw Pang Yiqun out. Pang Yiqun's back instantly hit the wall behind her.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
An expression of pain instantly appeared on her face.
Gu Weimian's face darkened, and he immediately ran over to help her up. He saw the rusty iron nail embedded in the wall behind Pang Yiqin. It was particularly long and stained with blood, which looked shocking. "Where does it hurt?"
It must not be in a place like the aorta. If that were the case, such a small nail would be enough to take Pang Yiqin's life.
Pang Yiqin held back her tears and shook her head: "I'm fine."
Jiang Jingchen took the bottle away from his face and smashed it to pieces!
"Of course you're fine! I'm the one who's in trouble, okay!"
He took out a handkerchief and wiped the stuff off his face in a panic.
Gu Weimian frowned: "Are you blind?! You pushed her directly onto such a long nail, she's bleeding, can't you see?!"
After taking off Pang Yiqin's black coat, Gu Weimian could clearly see a large bloodstain on the white shirt inside, which looked somewhat shocking.
Jiang Jingchen was slightly stunned and glanced at Pang Yiqin.
The girl lowered her head slightly, her face was pale, there were beads of sweat on her forehead, and her lips were slightly pursed. It was obvious that she was used to enduring.
He clenched his hands tightly: "Does it hurt?"
The man's deep eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was hoarse for a moment.
Pang Yiqin's eyelashes trembled rapidly: "No...it doesn't hurt."
"How can it not hurt?" Gu Weimian frowned.
How could it not hurt if such a long nail was driven directly into the flesh, with the entire nail fully embedded?
"Gu Weimian, you are meddling too much! Yiqin, come here!"
Pang Yiqin looked up at Jiang Jingchen and shook his head: "I don't..."
"Pang Yiqin! Would you rather choose this woman than come here?"
Gu Weimian couldn't bear to watch it anymore. She smiled coldly: "Jiang Jingchen, what's wrong with Pang Yiqin choosing me? At least I won't push her against the wall casually and hurt her, nor will I yell at her for no reason, right?"
Jiang Jingchen's face suddenly darkened, his chest rising and falling. Seeing Pang Yiqin almost shrinking behind Gu Weimian, an unknown fire suddenly rose in his heart: "So what if I push her against the wall? Her skin is so thick that I'm afraid I can't even break through her fat layer!"
Pang Yiqin raised his head suddenly and looked at Jiang Jingchen in shock.
Tears were almost pouring out.
Just because she is fat, it doesn't mean she won't get hurt!
She just knows whether it hurts or not!
Seeing Pang Yiqin staggering, Jiang Jingchen wiped the ointment on his face and said irritably: "Gu Weimian, listen to me, if there is any problem with this ointment, I will make you die in an ugly way." He lowered his voice, "I am not that idiot Jiang Yunting!"
Upon hearing this, Pang Yiqin shouted, "Jiang Jingchen! If you want to touch Gu Weimian, you have to get past me first!"