The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"General Yuchi, please ask your servants to bring a basin of water. I have to clean Madam's upper mouth so that the wound can be healed."

"What? You still want to touch my wife?" Yuchiche glanced at Old Mrs. Li with a stern look, so frightened that he knelt on the ground again.

"I don't dare!"

"Okay, don't scare him, let him take out the scum on your hands first." Luo Liyan saw that the old doctor was old, and she was almost frightened by Yuchi Che, the living king of hell. He walked over and hurriedly opened his mouth to change the topic.

"I'll take care of your wound first." Yuchi Che looked at the blood stains on Luo Liyan's face with raised eyebrows. He was still in the mood to care about the small injury on his hand.

He can handle it by himself later.

"Huh?" Luo Liyan snorted displeased when she heard that he still looked indifferent to her.

Seeing this, Yuchi Che finally felt defeated and honestly handed his hand to Dr. Li.

The flesh and blood were blurred but stuck together, which made Old Doctor Li frown.

"General, it might hurt a little."

"It's okay." Yuchi Che watched him unblinking his flesh and blood bit by bit without even blinking, and took out the jade fragments.

"Hiss!" Luo Liyan gasped and buried her head in his chest.

Yuchi Che hurriedly kissed the hair on the top of her head in a soothing manner, feeling more and more that the old doctor Li in front of him was an eyesore.

Fortunately, the other party was also self-aware and dealt with it very quickly. Then he placed the cotton cloth and gold medicine on the low cabinet next to the beauty's bed.

"General, okay, now we just need to clean the wound and bandage it."

"Since you don't have anything to do, just go down." Yuchi Che didn't even bother to give him any more attention from the corner of his eye, and directly issued an order to expel him.

Although his attitude was arrogant, Dr. Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated.

Taking the cotton handkerchief wrung out by the guard, Yuchi Che wiped away the blood on Luo Liyan's face bit by bit, revealing the wound that was not too deep.

How could such a deep mouth bleed so much?

Yuchi Che raised his eyebrows, with a worried look on his face, and carefully applied the gold wound medicine on it, as lightly as the brush of a feather.

"Okay?" Seeing him put the medicine bottle aside, Luo Liyan quickly jumped out of his arms, "Let me help you bandage it."

Isn't it just a small injury on the flesh, which will heal after a night's sleep, so what is there to bandage?

Yuchi Che thought in his heart, but handed his hand to Luo Liyan without saying a word.

As long as she doesn't leave him, he will do whatever she wants to do.

So when Luo Liyan used cotton cloth to tie an exaggeratedly large bow on Yuchi's hand, he just raised his eyebrows in disbelief and looked at her indulging in pleasure.

"Are you satisfied?" Yuchi Che leaned down and kissed her cherry red lips, but was bitten lightly by her sharp little tiger teeth.

A slight tingling sensation spread throughout his body along with a numbing current. His eyes flashed with a faint green light, and his aura became dangerously aggressive.

"Is Yan'er hinting at me?" His big palm pressed against Luo Liyan's waist, rubbing it pointedly.

The voice was hoarse and low, with an aura of emotion and hopeless sex appeal.

"You...can you stop thinking about being in heat anytime and anywhere!" Luo Liyan's face turned as red as a peach in autumn, and her tone was coquettish.

This alluring little appearance made Yuchiche's breathing become heavier.