"Go away -" Mo Fei said, and the pajamas on his chest were soaked with blood and soaked red.
Mother Qian covered her chest and pointed at Mo Fei, then looked at Qian Yikun.
Qian Yikun's eyes fell on Mo Fei's chest, and he strode over and hugged her, stood up and went to the bedroom, "Xinya, send them away."
"Qian Yikun." Huang Jiaojiao shouted, still covering her face.
Mother Qian's body trembled with anger. His always filial son actually drove her away
Xin Ya shook her body and looked at the two women in front of her. She didn't dare to chase them away and could only wait for them to leave.
Qian Yikun returned to the room, kicked the door shut, then carried Mo Fei to the bed, put him down, and took out the medicine box from the drawer of the bedside table.
Could it be that when she was lying on the bed, there was a tearing pain in her chest, but she just felt happy.
Qian Yikun reached out to unbutton her pajamas.
"What to do?" Mo Fei's voice trembled involuntarily because of the pain, and he stretched out his hand to hold Qian Yikun's wrist tightly.
Qian Yikun waved her hand away without any sympathy.
Or, the unknown anger made him angry. Did this woman really not cherish her own life at all
He and Gu Juexi didn't hesitate to offend Ye Cong for saving her life, but she didn't know how to cherish it, so he was so angry.
Maybe she cursed because of the pain, but Qian Yikun had already unbuttoned her pajamas. Because of the injury, she didn't wear any underwear underneath, but the amount of blood-stained gauze on her chest was a bit scary.
Could it be that she has a good figure, but Qian Yikun is not in the mood to pay attention to the two on her chest at the moment. He bends down and hangs above her, reaches out to untie the back of the bandage, and then slowly opens the bandage. The gauze was completely soaked with blood.
Qian Yikun frowned, his chest seemed to be torn apart, and it hurt so much.
Doesn't this woman feel anything
Mo Fei clenched his hands, cold sweat dropped drop by drop on his forehead, and cursed in pain.
"Damn it, have you seen enough?" Mo Fei roared angrily. Because the wound was involved, she cursed unceremoniously again.
Qian Yikun took off the blood-stained gauze, and the wounds inside were even more hideous.
"Ye Cong gave it?" Qian Yikun's hand shook unconsciously, and he reached out to take out the ointment. Gu Juexi gave it to him. He knew that this medicine was not available in the outside world.
Could it be that she didn't cry when the pain was so painful that she cursed her mother? The corners of her eyes were still dry, but her forehead and hair were all wet with sweat.
"Did I hit him myself?" Mo Fei sneered.
Qian Yikun raised his head and looked at the corner of her mouth with a sneer. If it weren't for that irresistible physiological reaction, he would even think that the woman was unconscious.
She still didn't cry despite the pain. Is she really a woman
"You can cry if it hurts, no one will laugh at you." Qian Yikun said while applying medicine to her.
"Crying?" Mo Fei smiled, but this smile was sarcastic.
Could it be that she never cried, because tears have no value.
Mo Tian told her that tears are the least valuable and weakest thing in this world. Once a killer has tears, he is not far from death.
She is the most beloved killer in Mo Tian's hands, and the so-called "most beloved" means the most severe one, so she has been trained more cruelly than others since she was a child. She has long since no longer known what crying is.