Dear Commander-in-Chief

Bai Jasmine glanced displeasedly, revealing the jailer with sympathetic eyes.

She pursed her lips gracefully, seemingly inadvertently said: "Look at the prisoner, I want to draw blood. It is safer to tighten the shackles, if she struggles, it will be bad if the blood splashes on you..."

The jailers were taken aback.

Yes, Miss Gu is a spy woman.

Students or something, it's a hidden cover, they sympathize with a shit.

The jailers were mentioned by Bai Jasmine in a few words, and they reacted immediately and quickly withdrew their sympathetic gazes.

Appreciating the cracking sound of Gu Qiqi's wrist, Bai Jasmine felt relieved.

Hehe, fight with me, you hillbilly are still tender!

Tonight I will let you know how real medical skills make you worse off than death without leaving a trace!

Bai Jasmine picked the thickest needle from the toolbox and set it on the syringe.

This is not a needle used to draw blood at all, but the kind of extra-thick needle used by an anesthesiologist for anesthesia.

Of course, the thicker the needle, the more painful it will be.

Who is better than her white jasmine?

She smiled with the most graceful and gentle smile, like a beauty snake, stepped forward and approached Gu Qiqi.

Gu Qiqi, are you afraid?

She deliberately shook the needle in front of Gu Qiqi.

However, Gu Qiqi seemed to look at an embroidery needle without any reaction.

Panic?

Back down?

Beg for mercy?

Gu Qiqi has already studied in the medical school. Wouldn't it be possible to fail to recognize such a thick needle, pierced into the blood vessel, which means how terrible the pain will be?

Or is this **** hillbilly a scumbag who doesn't even recognize needles?

The ignorant is fearless?

White Jasmine has a feeling of careful calculation but hitting the cotton.

Seeing Gu Qiqi's delicate and perfect face, she became even more angry.

Why did this **** country boy become a prisoner, yet so calm, so temperamental, and seem sacred and inviolable?

Could it be that Gong Jue likes this bitch?

She doesn't believe in this evil!

Under the impact of jealousy, Bai Jasmine raised the needle in one hand and suddenly raised her hand.

"Snapped--!"

A slap fell on Gu Qiqi's cheek!

The hot feeling numbs half of her face. Although Gu Qiqi applied medicine to her cheeks in advance, Bai Jasmine's hands were too cruel, she still tilted her head in pain, and her slender fingers under the shackles clenched into fists.

The interrogator didn't expect that Bai Jasmine would suddenly get into trouble.

He looked up anxiously at the camera on the ceiling. The surveillance there was connected to the Presidential Palace and was always checked.

He reminded Bai Jasmine in a low voice: "Professor Bai, the presidential decree is clear, and prisoners are treated preferentially. It is illegal to torture prisoners. If you are caught by someone, you and I will suffer. Let's...try to...don't leave wounds on the prisoners... "

He winked at Bai Jasmine.

The meaning seems to imply that as long as there are no wounds, you can do anything.

Bai Jasmine pursed her lips and smiled: "You misunderstood, I didn't hit her. In fact, I just want to see what happens to her blood vessels after her cheeks are congested. Uh... this is also a step in her blood test. You can take it as It’s a necessary part of the experiment."

With that said, he was really serious, and looked at Gu Qiqi's cheek left and right.

One was white and the other was slightly red, leaving five fingerprints.

She really wanted to open the bow from side to side and slap a few more slaps, but helplessly, she couldn't be so obvious, she would leave the handle.

With a little regret, she pointed the thick needle at the thin blood vessel at Gu Qiqi's elbow...