That vulgar voice was too familiar!
Gu Qiqi frowned and looked back.
A steel wheelchair rolled in from outside the door.
The man sitting in the car was burly and had a fierce look on his face. His body was wrapped in bandages and even his crotch was no exception.
What was most shocking was that his arms hung limply by his sides. They didn't have any vitality at all and even emitted the stench of rotten flesh.
As a person who knew medicine, Gu Qiqi could tell with a glance that those two arms were actually… actually broken!
They were forcefully connected after they were cut off.
But the operation didn't seem to be successful. The muscle tissues inside should die very soon.
Gu Qiqi squinted. "Yao Dazhuang, you've already lost one testicle. You still have the mood to get married?"
Who else could this miserable man be but Yao Dazhuang?
But Gu Qiqi really remembered that she cut off one of his testicles that night.
