Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 372: Was She His Mom?

Chapter 372: Was She His Mom?

Ning Shu didn’t even know what expression to react with. When she saw his ‘you must fix this’ expression, she felt like she had ended up getting shot even though she had been lying low.

She really didn’t think that Gong Wumei would hold back to the point his body became like this. Normally, if you needed to go to the restroom, wouldn’t you go? Who would be that resolute in holding themselves back?

Just because he couldn’t do it with women, that didn’t mean that there were no other options! Couldn’t he have just used his own hand?

It was seriously unbelievable. Did he forget what his hand was for?

Was she his mom? Why had he been so obedient?

Ning Shu scratched her neck as she said, “This… it’s a little difficult.”

“You can’t fix it?” Gong Wumei abruptly sat up, then his facial color changed drastically and he slowly lay back down. His lower body felt wet again. The fact that his lower body no longer paid any attention to the time and occasion really made him want to just die.

Ning Shu smelled another waft of a strange smell. Gong Wumei had probably gotten too stirred up a moment ago and ended up coming again. This, this…

Gong Wumei’s facial color was very bad. He looked at Ning Shu and said coldly, “You must fix this.”

“Otherwise, you can just die.” Gong Wumei gave off a strong murderous intent. “It’s because of you that I’ve become like this.”

“It has nothing to do with me though?” Ning Shu waved both arms. “It really has nothing to do with me.”

“What do you mean it has nothing to do with you? Do you dare to say that you hadn’t told me to hold back my l.u.s.t? Weren’t you the one that said I had to hold on to my essence? Could it be that you weren’t the one that said that?” Gong Wumei roared at Ning Shu, and then his lower half started leaking again. Gong Wumei covered his face, his expression frightfully dark.

Right now, irascible was written all over Gong Wumei’s face. In addition, his eyes contained strong murderous intent. It was clear that he wanted to kill Ning Shu, but he was also worried about his current condition so he suppressed this urge.

Ning Shu: …

Now, she had to help treat this guy’s family jewels? Ning Shu expressed that she couldn’t do it, nor did she have the ability to.

“So, what methods do you have?” Gong Wumei looked towards Ning Shu with an expression like he would kill her if she couldn’t come up with the method.

Ning Shu could only say, “Wrap an ice bag around it for now to stimulate it. The channel of TCM is probably messed up from holding back too much.”

Gong Wumei said lightly, “You’d best pray that your method is effective, otherwise I promise that your death will be painful.”

Ning Shu: …

Right now, all she wanted to do was get the heck out of here. If she continued to stay here, she probably wouldn’t have much longer to live. Ning Shu thought about things for a moment, then she asked, “Umm, other than the fact that it trickles nonstop, can it still stand up?”

“Scram!” bellowed Gong Wumei. “Even if I have a problem right now, I can still f**k you!”

“Ding! Trauma points +80. Current number of trauma points is 90.”