Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Thirty seconds later, Du Jiusheng and his party rushed in.

They just looked at each other and he set his sights on other people.

"Several of you stayed and helped take care of the patients you need."

"Yes."

"I and Meizhu go back first. I am afraid this is not over yet."

"Yes."

Luo did not call his name, but tried to support his body and closed his eyes slightly.

It’s really uncomfortable...

Du Jiusheng turned and walked two steps, but some of his footsteps stopped listening.

He frowned tightly, and his heart was inexplicably struggling.

This struggle has never been, so he resisted.

The next Mao, he still failed to overcome the inner struggle, turned and strode toward the direction of Luo Dian.

Everyone was a glimpse, and even the feeling of being fainted by Luo Ding suddenly suddenly widened his eyes at this moment.

He walked up to her and stopped. The cool right hand gently glanced at her wound and squinted: "It is a penetrating wound."

“Yeah.” Luo dusted his head and said: “The penetration of the epidermis to the dermis forms a bleeding injury.”

"Can you still hold it?" Du Jiusheng asked coldly.

In an instant, Luo’s dusty mouth raised a very light smile: “What if I can’t hold it?”

He snorted and squatted slightly, looking at the prince Wood Road standing behind him: "You hugged her to the emergency room. Through the injury, you must thoroughly clean the wound to avoid infection. You should be better than me."

"Yeah." She shrugged. "If you don't be a soldier, you should be a doctor."

"You think more." The next second, Ye Meizhu showed an unpleasant expression: "The major is the strongest soldier in the world."

I don't know why, Ye Meizhu felt for the first time that Du Jiusheng was different from the girls in front of him.

This arrogant son has never had an intersection with any woman.

He is cold and overbearing, and he is very active in his work, and he believes that as long as the task is completed, sacrifice is inevitable.

The sacrifices of these years have even included his life.

Prince Wood also stunned and hurriedly nodded in the direction of Luo Dust.

He looked at the pale cheeks of Luo Ding: "There may be a little pain, you endure it."

There may be a lot of bleeding on the surface of the penetrating wound of the firearm, but in fact the wound has been flooding for several years and the pain is unbearable.

Luo Dust did not scream from beginning to end, but it was much more experienced, and the tolerance for pain was higher.

"Well..." she nodded her head.

When the prince Muxi’s lower body was about to stop her and pick her up, the man who’s like a military commander opened his mouth again.

The next second, the cold-faced man suddenly said: "Don't touch her."

Everyone is suddenly stunned, and Luo Dingchen is even more stunned.

Wang Mu is a complete monk and the second monk is in a state of complete laps.

Their majors and adults are always thinking about making decisions. They always have one to say one, two to say two.

This scene of two minutes of continuous change has never been seen in his life.

"Prince Wood."

"in."

In the next second, Prince Wood immediately took a military ceremony.

"You and Meizhu go back first." He frowned. "I took her to the accident and emergency department."

"But major..." Ye Meizhu seems to want to say something, but she is caught by the eyes of the nine-year-old.