Wang Ling dashed with Lu Wenhuo all the way to an underground parking lot, found their car, and got inside.
"Does it hurt?" Wang Ling asked, looking at Lu Wenhuo with concern.
"It doesn't hurt!" Lu Wenhuo grinned, but it tugged at his wound, making him inhale sharply.
"You say it doesn't hurt!"
Wang Ling rolled her eyes and pulled a medical kit from the trunk, "Here, let me apply some medicine for you! Honestly, if you can't fight, don't try to show off!"
"I just can't let it go!" Lu Wenhuo said, "Besides, I'm a man!"
"Alright, alright! I know you're a man! A big man! Big man, sit still and take off your clothes so I can apply the medicine!" Wang Ling said, opening the medical kit.
"Once I've treated your wound, I'm going to settle the score with them!" Wang Ling said angrily.
"I'm afraid that won't be necessary," Lu Wenhuo said with a wry smile, "I just hope I don't hear about more bodies on the news tomorrow!"
