The Joy of Rebirth

"No problem, you can cut it. [Text first release]"

Ye Bihuang got Jiang Yachun's approval. He gently picked up the stockings at the wound with his left hand, used nail scissors to cut the gap from one side, and then gently cut a circular hole along the edge.

Throwing the pieces of stockings in his hand to the ground, two bloody wounds were clearly visible.

The snow-white color of Jiang Yachun's thigh was in sharp contrast with the two bloody wounds. Ye Bihuang pressed it with his hand and found that there was no other foreign matter on it. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, there are no other foreign matter on the wound, otherwise it would be more troublesome to deal with it."

Ye Bihuang had previously checked on the computer what to do if bitten by a venomous snake, and he had already prepared for it today, and now he seemed to be calm and relaxed. He didn't know everything, he just could think of the facts in advance.

Ye Bihuang turned to Lan Muxi and said, "My deskmate, where are my headphones? Give them to me."

Lan Muxi handed the headphones to Ye Bihuang, and Ye Bihuang said to Xia Na: "Nana... ah no, Xia Na, please help lift Teacher Jiang's thigh and hold it, and my deskmate will help me take it out from the schoolbag.

A glass box with cotton balls and cotton swabs inside. Bring it to me."

"Okay!" Ye Bihuang became calmer and calmer. Lan Muxi looked at him deeply and turned around to continue looking for something.

The step that Ye Bihuang wants to perform is ligation. He needs to tie the upper side of Jiang Yachun's thigh to allow the poisonous blood to continue to flow upward. This ligation requires a lot of heat. It must not hinder the circulation of arterial blood, and it must bind the lymph and meridians of the meridians.

The blood vessels are bound, and the strength and degree required are very high.

Ye Bihuang reached out and stretched the headphone cable to both sides of Jiang Yachun's thighs, and skillfully tied it and tied it tightly.

Ye Bihuang massaged Jiang Yachun's inner thigh with both hands, and then squeezed it gently. What he had to do now was to squeeze out the poisonous blood. He gently pressed, rubbed, and squeezed, and the poisonous blood was squeezed out from the wound.

Come out. Repeat this three times before Ye Bihuang stops squeezing the poisonous blood.

Jiang Yachun felt two pairs of big hands massaging the inner thighs, and a burning sensation spread from the inner thighs to all the limbs. The inner thighs were originally a sensitive place for women, but Ye Bihuang kept scratching them, which made Jiang Yachun

Feeling a little excited, she secretly bit her teeth and did not dare to speak out.

"At the same table, alcohol cotton ball." Ye Bihuang stretched out his hand, and Lan Muchi immediately handed over an alcohol stick. Ye Bihuang put the alcohol cotton ball on Jiang Yachun's wound, applied it twice, then changed to another alcohol cotton ball, and applied it in sequence.

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"Okay, Teacher Jiang, this is the preliminary deal with it. For the next time, don't move. Just lie here and wait for the arrival of 120."

"Well, okay." Jiang Yachun nodded lightly, but there was a big wave in her heart. She looked at Ye Bihuang, her eyes full of surprise. Is this still the boy who is often in a daze and has nothing to do? Why is it that no matter what happens to him now, he

He looks so calm and indifferent. Why does he have an inexplicable temperament that makes people want to get close to him?

Jiang Yachun found that he could not understand Ye Bihuang more and more. This boy said last time that he was suitable for Chanel No. 27. Has he ever used it? That kind of perfume is not cheap. I remember that his family should live in a shanty town.

Thinking about these things, Jiang Yachun followed Ye Bihuang's arrangement and lay gently on the square towel spread on the ground.

Lan Muchi watched the whole process in front of his eyes. He was so calm throughout the whole process, as if he was holding a pearl of wisdom, and he exuded a convincing aura. During this period, he has changed so much. It was so big that she couldn't imagine it. Lan Muchi stared at Ye Bihuang, and her eyes gradually condensed with a pool of autumn water.

Her pretty face was flushed with blush.

.............

At this time, everything was in chaos outside the tent.

How could Lee Kuan Yew be suppressed by that boy Fan Rong? Only Fan Rong and Qian Jun, who were equally tall and strong, could suppress him. Now Qian Jun hurriedly chased him here, and Fan Rong was immediately counterattacked by Lee Kuan Yew. Hammer it to the ground.

"Fuck you, Fan Rong! I'm warning you, if anything happens to Teacher Jiang! I'm not done with you!" Lee Kuan Yew was not a soft persimmon. He would pinch anyone he wanted. He rushed forward and slapped Fan Rong in the face. He screamed, then jumped up and ran towards Hailong River.

When Lee Kuan Yew ran to the base camp for going up and down the mountain next to Hailong Creek, most of the students had already heard about this and rushed to the side of Hailong Creek.

Qian Jun was defeated by Ye Bihuang's punches and kicks just now. He was lying on the ground wailing and couldn't stand up for a long time. Now that he finally regained his strength, he reluctantly stood up with red eyes and was about to rush to the tent.

He is a tall man, and he has always bullied others, but no one has ever bullied him. Today, he was suddenly attacked by Ye Bihuang, which was a big loss. While he was wailing just now, he also thought about it, thinking about what if he It wasn't because he was distracted, but Ye Bihuang took a preemptive strike, so it definitely wouldn't be so miserable.

Ye Bihuang is usually thin and frail. Even though he has undergone a lot of training during this period and has gained some muscles, his muscles are all made of porcelain and no one can see them hidden under his clothes.

So he still looks so thin on weekdays, which is something Ye Bihuang has always been helpless about.

"Qian Jun, what do you want to do!" Lee Kuan Yew saw Qian Jun standing up unsteadily and wanted to rush into the tent. His eyes were like bells and he wanted to spit out fire.

"What do I want to do? Look at that boy Ye Bihuang, he is so arrogant these days...I want to fuck him..." Qian Jun said and went to open the tent door.

"If you want to go in, go through me first!" Lee Kuan Yew stepped forward quickly and pushed Qian Jun to one side.

Both of them were at the end of their fight. Lee Kuan Yew had just been beaten violently by the two of them, and he had just traveled a long distance and didn't even have time to rest. Qian Jun was hit in the nose by Ye Bihuang's hard fist, and then kicked. Hit in the stomach.

"Do you want to fight?" Qian Jun was pushed to one side by Ye Bihuang in full view of everyone. His face was very shameless and he looked at Lee Kuan Yew with red eyes, as if he wanted to fight immediately if they disagreed.

Lee Kuan Yew raised the corner of his mouth and smiled contemptuously: "Come just come, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Just as he finished speaking, a clear voice suddenly shouted from the side: "What are you two doing! Do you want to fight?" Lee Kuan Yew looked back and saw that it was the dean of students "Liang Chi Shui". Behind Liang Chi Shui was Guo Baomin and others. Yang Yandong and other cadre school leaders.

Liang Zhishui has gained a lot of authority in the school and is known as the "Judge of Life and Death". During his tenure, he made three students drop out of school by killing chickens to scare monkeys, so all the students in the school are afraid of him.

Especially Qian Jun, he was the one who tried hard to expel Qian Jun several times, but in the end it was Pang Kaishun who trusted him, and then the principal gave the order to let it go. However, the principal said that if Qian Jun committed another crime, Liang Zhishui would be directly responsible without asking.

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