In the back seat of the red-flag sedan, on the passenger side... Qi Muxia lay on the seat, her trouser legs soaking wet... A moist patch had spread across the fabric, warmth fully saturating her pants.
A faint scent of urine wafted through the air.
Lin Shuang looked at the woman's lower half in shock, her entire pair of police trousers was soaked through.
What the hell?!
Lin Shuang was shocked.
"Big sister! I was just disinfecting your wound, did you really have to get so sensitive?!" Lin Shuang said, utterly speechless.
Hearing this, Qi Muxia's embarrassment deepened; she nearly buried her head into her chest... She hung her head low, her eyes tightly shut, her face burning with shame, feeling utterly humiliated at this moment!
She, the distinguished head of the investigative unit's criminal police team, had wet her pants in front of a strange man?!
She was socially dead!
