Chapter 2899 Shen Tianyu 299
Sheng Po narrowed his long and beautiful eyes slightly as he listened quietly.
He thought, this woman is still so vicious.
She was painting a rosy picture for him, a beautiful and heart-warming picture.
He hung up the phone gently, afraid of being brainwashed by her again.
He sat there for a very long time, so long that time seemed to stand still.
He sat there until the afternoon, and suddenly remembered that he had not changed the dressing today. He stood up and walked into the bathroom, removed the gauze on his arm with one hand, picked up the medicine given by Shen Tianyu, and applied it to the wound.
With a fierce battle imminent, in order to prevent someone from pretending to be a doctor to assassinate him, he now changes the medicine by himself, and occasionally asks Lu Wei to help, but Lu Wei is too old, and he can't always order him around.
He was worried about Lu Wei's disciples and Wuyazi's disciples and grand disciples, fearing that they might be bribed.
He cannot die before killing Zong Ji.
In a moment of distraction, his finger accidentally touched the wound.
He frowned and hissed in pain.
He thought that this injury was really troublesome. If he had known that Shen Tianyu could help him find his mother so quickly, he should have been more vigilant and not given the other party an opportunity to take advantage of him.
He wrapped the gauze with one hand, then picked out a few anti-inflammatory pills and the medicine given by Shen Tianyu, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them with water.
He wanted to take a shower.
I haven't showered for some days and just wiped myself with a wet towel, which was very uncomfortable.
If I die on the battlefield, I'm afraid I won't be able to take a good bath.
He wanted to come clean and leave cleanly, even though his life was not clean.
He went to the kitchen to find some plastic wrap and wrapped the wound with it. He wrapped his entire arm with three layers inside and three layers outside, and also wrapped his shoulder, wrapping it tightly.
If the wound gets infected by water, it will be very troublesome during the battle.
He walked into the bathroom, took off his shirt and pants, turned on the shower head, and started taking a shower.
Warm water was poured over him.
The momentary warmth temporarily improved his gloomy mood.
Before returning to China, he was an excellent international student, studying philosophy, business administration, and law. Having just earned two master's degrees and planning to pursue a doctorate, he was urgently summoned back to China to help his family. It was his duty, and he couldn't refuse. Later, his father was killed by a lightning strike summoned by Shen Tianyu. His brothers and uncles elected him as the young master, and he fled with his family and the remaining members of the sect...
He shook his head slightly.
I want to get rid of all the distracting thoughts in my mind.
At this point, why think about those things?
He grew up in a cult, ate the cult's food, drank the cult's water, and spent the cult's money.
Life is beautiful?
He smiled to himself.
Those who claim to be decent are really good at giving people chicken soup for the soul.
His life will never be good again, but it is true that his death will be good for everyone.
He rinsed his body clean with one hand, turned off the shower, walked out of the bathroom, took a towel to wipe off the water droplets on his body, and then removed the plastic wrap on his left arm.
He went to the closet and found a pair of trousers to put on. Then he took out a black shirt and put it on, only putting his right arm into the sleeve, leaving his left arm unprotected because it was injured.
Without buttoning his shirt, he walked to the sofa and sat down. He took a silver needle and tested the water in the cup. After confirming that it was not poisonous, he picked up the cup and drank the water. He was afraid that someone would sneak in and poison him while he was taking a bath.
Before anything is accomplished, he has to stay alive.
"Ding dong, ding dong."
The doorbell rang suddenly.
Sheng Po instantly went on alert and whispered, "Who?"
Wuyazi's voice came from outside the door, "Apo, it's me, the Taoist priest."
His guard relaxed, and Sheng Po's lips moved, "Are we leaving?"
Wuyazi replied: "No, most people have arrived, but Tianyu said we have to wait a few more days."
Sheng Po said, "Go back and call me when you leave."
Wuyazi started to curse: "You little bastard, do you still have any conscience? I came all the way from Kyoto to Gusu City, and you won't even let me see you? If I hadn't gone to the treasure island to save you, you would have died of thinness there! Your own parents don't care about you as much as I do! Open the door quickly, or I'll kick it open!"
Sheng Po stood up and walked to the door, unlocked it, and opened it.
His shirt was unbuttoned, leaving one sleeve bare.
Only half of the chest was vaguely exposed.
If others dressed like this, they would definitely look disheveled, but when Sheng Po dressed like this, he looked lazy and casual.
The indifference and unruliness in his eyes and brows, his pale and handsome face, his slender figure, coupled with his shabby clothes, give him the feeling of a down-and-out young man born at the wrong time.
There's a kind of decadent feeling that makes one feel pity.
Wuyazi took a look and quickly raised his hands to cover his eyes, cursing: "You really don't treat me as an outsider. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold with your belly button exposed? The belly button is the Shenque acupoint. You have practiced martial arts, so you know how important the Shenque acupoint is. Don't you know? Button up for me quickly!"
But I was thinking, what a sexy boy!
He obviously likes a stunning beauty like Su Huan, so why does he think this boy is also charming?
He cursed secretly in his heart!
He is a man, a strong man, and he doesn't like men!
Sure enough, bad men are popular with both men and women!
Thinking that Gu Chuchu was following behind him, Wuyazi hurriedly turned around to cover her eyes.
It's a pity it's too late.
Gu Chuchu saw Sheng Po's half-naked upper body.
She was in a state of shock, motionless, but her eyes held a strange look.
She had seen many handsome guys, but Sheng Po had a strange charm.
That strange charm had an indescribable allure to her.
Let her take the lead.
Logically, I should stay away from Sheng Po, not make my family worry, and not make them angry, but I can't help but get close to him.
"Little girl, come into the house quickly. It's dangerous outside." Wuyazi grabbed her arm, pulled her into the house, and then locked the door with a click.
He complained to Sheng Po, "You don't know how hard it was for me to get this little girl out? Her father was always with her, taking her to meetings, business talks, and eight bodyguards were watching her without blinking. I took advantage of her father going to the bathroom and used aphrodisiac on the eight bodyguards to get her out. Tianyu asked me to persuade you, saying that you were determined to go into battle and die. How could I, a stinky old Taoist priest, persuade you? I could only bring this sweet-smelling little girl here."
Sheng Po walked to the sofa and sat down, listening silently, while putting his injured arm into the sleeve and then buttoning his clothes one by one.
The shirt was bought for him by Su Huan before.
He casually touched a suit and put it on, not noticing that the buttons were made of gemstones. They were slippery between his fingers, small and delicate, and the buttonholes were even more delicate.
Delicate buttonholes are more difficult to button.
He had something on his mind, and it was a little difficult for him to clasp the ring with one hand.
When he buttoned the third button, Gu Chuchu walked up to him, leaned over, picked up his buttons, and helped him button them up.
Sheng Po was covered in moisture as he lowered his eyes to look at the young and delicate girl.
She has a pretty nose, a tender face, long drooping eyelashes, and two faint blushes on her pink face because of shyness.
Her eyelashes trembled and her hands trembled slightly as she buttoned his shirt.
Her small chest rose and fell violently with her breathing.
Sheng Po's long and beautiful eyes gradually became moist.
With such a fresh and lovely beauty standing before him, helping him do such an ambiguous thing, he should have felt aroused, but he didn't.
His heart felt heavy and aching, and he felt a little reluctant.
He knew that he was distracted.
He controlled his emotions and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what you are doing?"
Gu Chuchu didn't dare to look up at him. She swallowed hard and said, "I know."
"Do you know how dangerous it is for a young girl to button up a single man?"
Gu Chuchu's hands were shaking even more as she buttoned his shirt. "You're not an ordinary single man. You're Sheng Po."
Sheng Po laughed at himself, "Sheng Po is a ghost, a bad man, a member of a cult, a devil. Don't listen to this old Taoist anymore. In this world, only your parents and relatives are truly doing good for you. Others who say they're doing it for your own good are just using the name of 'for your own good' to harbor evil intentions."
