Chapter 39 The more I hate it， the more I like to

Kora sat on the bed with the kit， looked at the wound on his forehead， gnashing his teeth and cursing what he deserved in his heart， took the cotton swab and pressed it heavily。 After taking advantage of the cruel hand， she didn“t forget to wear a look of innocence and said， “It takes a little harder to stop the bleeding！“ No matter how hard she pressed， Bluce didn“t even blink， letting her deal with the wound。 Kora looked at the blood on his shirt in surprise。 How much effort did she use just now。 Did he really don“t have to go to the hospital？ Why should she bandage？ Although Kora hated him， when handling the wound， she still bandaged him very carefully。 Ten minutes later， Bluce“s head was wrapped perfectly。 Once the wound was treated， Kora was about to get out of the bed and put it back in the medicine kit。 As soon as she reached to the ground， Bluce was violently pushed her back onto the bed。 Bluce pressed her hands， and stared at Kora below him fiercely， “Woman！ You dare to