"Let you answer this king." Ye Mo opened Jin Jiuying's hand with a little impatiently, and continued to chase her for the answer.
"Ye Mo, who did you fight with?" Jin Jiuying knelt down, put her hand on his lap, looked up at him, her expression became serious.
Ye Mo didn't speak, but looked at her quietly. Obviously, he didn't get her answer after asking three times in a row, so he was very upset.
Looking at his expressionless face, Jin Jiuying shuddered for no apparent reason. It seemed that she didn't give him an answer because she didn't want to hear him answer her question.
"Ye Mo, what did you ask me just now?" Jin Jiuying raised her head, looked at him seriously, and asked him back.
Either she didn't understand it, or she didn't understand, or she suspected that she had heard it wrong, she needed him to repeat it again, and when she was mentally prepared, she would repeat it carefully to let her hear clearly and confirm his problem.
Only in this way can she dare to seriously give him a satisfactory answer.
"This king asks if you want to be a queen or a princess?" Ye Mo was silent for a while, looked at her quietly for a while, and then repeated the question to her again.
"I just want to be your Ye Mo's woman." Jin Jiuying did not hesitate this time, and was also very serious.
Jin Jiuying doesn't care much about power. As long as she doesn't be bullied, she doesn't care what identity she is. Of course, she is not involved in love, and it is not easy to bully her.
Besides, how about the queen? In this society, where men are inferior to women, women are not valued at all. The queen is nothing more than a canary in a cage, but her cage is more luxurious.
But does it make sense? If there is no one you love, you don't even dare to ask your man where he lives today.
Ye Mo didn't speak, but lowered his head and looked at her quietly. For a long time, he suddenly reached out and hugged her, tightly, wishing to crush her into his body.
Ye Mo's wound bleeds more severely with his movements, and a large area of redness quickly appeared on the snow-white robe.
"Ye Mo, your injury is still bleeding." Jin Jiuying felt that Ye Mo was a bit wrong today, for fear that a word was wrong and made him unhappy, so she just reminded him carefully.
"It's okay." Ye Mo's voice was very soft, sounding a little excited, and he hugged her tighter.
"Can I put some medicine on the wound first?" Jin Jiuying didn't dare to struggle, but asked him carefully and softly.
"Yeah." Ye Mo nodded lightly, held her hand tightly, and slowly let go, but his eyes were looking at her tightly with a smile.
"What are you doing? People who are watching are embarrassed." Jin Jiuying lowered his head and groaned at him, then stood up, stretched out his hand and carefully removed his coat, then pulled the clothes inside and exposed the wound.
"Applying medicine may hurt." After Jin Jiuying found out the healing medicine he had prepared from the medicine box, and after washing him all around the wound, she suddenly turned her head to look at the wound. Reminded him.
"This king knows." Ye Mo smiled slightly, his face full of disapproval.
He looked quite relaxed, Jin Jiuying was more relieved, holding a pinch of cotton soaked in alcohol, dipped in a little medicine, and handing it to his wound.
"Don't look." When Jin Jiuying pointed his hand to Ye Mo's wound, he saw Ye Mo looking at him from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly stopped again, said to him with a smile, and suddenly sat on his lap.
"Look at me, don't look at the wound, I'm afraid." Jin Jiuying lit the medicine with cotton in her hand, but didn't dare to click on it.
The wound on Ye Mo's arm was not big, but it was quite deep, and it shed a lot of blood.
But he was like a okay person, not paying attention at all.
That is, he, put it on the other princes or princes, let alone such injuries, even if they lose their skin, they will scream.
"Don't be afraid, the king himself is not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Ye Mo smiled and comforted her while hugging her waist with another uninjured hand.
"But, I feel distressed." Jin Jiuying put medicine on his wound while stubbing him.
This should distract his pain. Jin Jiuying always kills and never saves, so she doesn't understand the doctor's style at all, but she feels that she can't concentrate on the wound, so she should be able to feel a little less painful.
The medicine made by Ye Mo felt very painful when applied on it. Every time I clicked it, it hurts terribly. Jin Jiuying had experienced it firsthand.
However, the effect of the medicine he prepared is also very good. Generally, if you rub the medicine today, the wound will be callused tomorrow, and the wound may be healed in less than five days.
"Don't hurt, it's okay, really." Ye Mo's voice was soft, and Jin Jiuying was rubbing the medicine on him, but he still had the mind. With that good hand, holding her head, when she concentrated on applying the medicine to him, Go next to him and kiss her.
"Um..." Too suddenly, Jin Jiuying was putting medicine on him, and he kissed her so suddenly, Jin Jiuying had to stretch her hand to the side, and put her other hand around his neck, hiding in his wound. So as not to hurt him.
After being kissed by him for a while, Jin Jiuying was a little dizzy, but she adjusted her condition quickly, and then re-applied the medicine. When the medicine was almost up, she carefully wrapped up the wound with gauze.
"The medicine is ready. Come and I will help you to go to bed to sleep. After a while, the wound will not hurt." Jin Jiuying put the medicine in the medicine box after putting the medicine on him, then turned around and helped him. Holding his other uninjured hand, asked to take him to rest.
"Sleep now?" Ye Mo raised his head and glanced outside. The sky was already bright, but the sun hadn't risen yet. It is estimated that people who like to sleep in late haven't gotten up yet.
Even if Jin Jiuying hadn't been for Ye Mo's sudden return today, she would still not get up.
"Is it because the king didn't give enough last night?" Ye Mo retracted his eyes, turned his head and leaned over Jin Jiuying's ear, and asked softly with a smile.
"Huh?" Jin Jiuying was startled and pinched his waist severely. "Those who died are all injured, and they still talk about it."
"Don't worry, this little injury does not hinder this king's ability." Ye Mo backhanded her into his arms, and whispered in her ear with a smirk.
"Enough of you." Jin Jiuying buried her head on his chest, scolded him a little bit, and then pulled the hand he was holding her away.
"Come and change his clothes." Seeing that he didn't want to rest, Jin Jiuying ran over to find him a new set of clean clothes.
Ye Mo loves cleanliness very much. Although doctors have to contact all kinds of patients, he has never been able to accept that his clothes and hands are stained with blood and medicine stains.