"Then you should deal with him first." As he spoke, he pushed his coat away, ignoring the wound on his hand. Pick up iodophor and prepare for the next step of disinfection.

As if she wasn't afraid of pain, Mo Xiaolu meticulously rubbed iodine for Huang Xuan this time, and she was actually thinking angrily in her heart: How good it would be if she could go to the hospital, such a serious injury, and she didn't know how to deal with it? How good it would be if the water abyss should be.

"What did you say?" She pulled up the last fawn, and her feet landed right on Huang Xuan's waist, and the force of her hands almost crushed her arms.

"It hurts ......, it hurts ......" the last fawn felt pain, which was more painful than being pierced by glass on his hand.

How could she not know that she was in pain, since the spell was planted in her body, their perception was the same.

She hurts, and he hurts.

"What's so good about Makumizubuchi?" It turned out that the words in Mo Xiaolu's heart were accidentally said by her, and she was very angry when she heard it.

"Momo likes him, do you like him too?" Grabbed her arm, which happened to be the injured hand.

Blood flowed down the fingertips, drop by drop.

The drop of blood red happened to drop onto the body of the person under his feet, and coincidentally the location of the wound.

Something seems to be quietly changing......

"What kind of gunpowder did you take? Suddenly going crazy? "Mo Xiaolu is angry, why does this person's mood change when he says it, is he singing?

"Do you like the Makumizubuchi as much as Momoe?" He questioned her, his eyes scarlet, as if a fire was burning.

"Who is the end? Why do you keep mentioning this person? Mo Xiaolu frowned, and his facial features were almost wrinkled together.

"The End Is ......"

"Okay, I don't want to know now, I just want you to let go of my hand and send Huang Xuan to the hospital."

"If you don't go to the hospital, he'll ......," Mo Xiaolu said eagerly, and then lowered his head, only to be shocked to see that the wounds on Gu Xuan's body were slowly healing at a speed that could be seen by his eyes.

"He ......" Mo Xiaolu was startled, and the hand that could move grabbed the clothes of the coat, and looked up sluggishly, "This ......"

He also saw it, and he was equally surprised, this phenomenon he had seen for the first time in more than a thousand years since he woke up.

What's going on with "...... exactly"?

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Xiaolu noticed that the blood on his hands was dripping onto Huang Xuan's body drop by drop.

After that, the wound healed faster and faster, until it was completely gone.

"I ......" Mohama froze, unable to comprehend and at the same time unable to imagine, "Is it my blood?" ”

Was it his own blood that healed Huang Xuan?

But isn't there something wrong with your own blood?

Isn't there a strange disease in your own blood? In the past five years, I had to go through a torment every 11th of every month. The blood veins are swollen like countless ants eating their own blood vessels, so painful, so uncomfortable......

Shui Yuan studied for five years to treat his strange blood problems.

But......

"Your blood works wonders...... Yuan slowly spoke, her expression complicated, and suddenly took her hand and dripped the blood into Di Xuan's mouth.

Sure enough, as he expected.

Soon, Xuan Xuan's face gradually became rosy, not as pale as before.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, as if there were signs of waking up.

The coat suddenly let go of the last deer, and a hand knife slashed at the neck of Huang Xuan.

Huang Xuan, who was almost about to wake up, had no trace of struggle in an instant.

"...... you," Modewn asked, puzzled, "why did you knock him out?" He finally woke up. ”

"Do you want others to know that your blood can save lives?" He frowned at her, looking at her with a worried gaze.

"I can't let anyone know about this matter, I'll send someone to take Huang Xuan to the hospital right now."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, and his body of 1.92 meters stood tall in front of Mo Xiaolu.

Moe Fawn looked up at him nervously.

Before he could make a call, Yuan suddenly stared at Mo Xiaolu and solemnly instructed: "Remember, his injuries were treated by the hospital and have nothing to do with you." ”

"Okay......" Mo Xiaolu nodded dumbfoundedly, and his brain still couldn't react.

The shock left her mind blank, and she just felt her head buzzing.

The phone call was answered almost immediately.

The words of the command are directly said, "Hey? Send someone to my house at once, there is a sick person here, take him away. ”

Hanging up the phone, he nervously took Mo Xiaolu's hand, "I'll take care of it for you." ”

"Good ......" Mo Xiaolu was still sluggish, and his heart was complicated.

This half-baked doctor actually refers to all the medicine involved, but not proficient.

Because he was jealous of the Mushui Abyss 50,000 years ago, he woke up a thousand years ago and began to contact medicine, no matter what type of medicine he had, as long as he had time.

Sure enough, it is easy to deal with small wounds professionally.

"You can't tell anyone what's going on today, you know?" Bandaged it gently, and instructed earnestly.

"Isn't it okay for Mizubuchi too?" Mokoba's question was subconscious, because the doctor who took care of her body had always been Mumizubuchi.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks and sighed, suppressing the anger he was about to burst out, "Do you think he won't know?" ”

"You ......"

"The Makusui family has been the family doctor of the last family for generations. Mu Shuiyuan is even more dedicated to taking care of you, do you think he will not know? He sneered and reached out to her head, "Are you so stupid?" Or do you trust him too much? ”

"Even if he knew, it would be for my good!" Mo Xiaolu directly retorted and defended the curtain water abyss, with anger in his eyes.

"Hmph." Yu snorted coldly and pushed her hand away.

The woman had finally become less dull than she had been yesterday, but she had spoken and closed her mouth to say things that he had not come to listen to.

"It's really worthy of being the descendants of the end, it's the same in their bones." Shut your mouth and sit down on the couch.

The ground was a mess, scattered grapes, broken glass, and a man who had just been knocked unconscious.

"Is Momo the man on the scroll?"

After making sure that there was no problem with Xuan Xuan, Mo Xiaolu stood up and asked.

"Uh-huh." He snorted noncommittally and twisted the white jade ring in his hand.

"So, she's really the end of the world, she looks like me, she's my ancestor, right?" The last fawn spoke.

But suddenly realized what he was talking about.

"Who the hell are you?" She spoke warily, pulling away a distance.

Long Jun once said that the woman on the handkerchief was the last princess of the last family 50,000 years ago.

He kept drawing the portrait of the princess of the last family, and he looked familiar, and yesterday he said that she was immortal.

He won't?

"You're not going to be an old goblin who has lived for 50,000 years, are you?" Moe Fawn spoke dumbfounded. She had long forgotten the elegance and dignity of Gumo Island, and she couldn't even control her expression.

With a mysterious smile, the demonic face suddenly approached, and suddenly made a grimace, "Yes......"

"Ah......h

"Hahaha......" Yuan instantly smiled and bent over, a bright and real smile, as if there was a light shining on his face, "Of course not." ”

Mo Xiaolu stomped her feet angrily, her good temper had been broken today, and she shouted angrily: "Jacket! ”

"Yo, I think this sounds good, call again." With a rogue look, he put his hand on her ear and brought it to her mouth.

Mo Xiaolu was angry, grabbed his ear and shouted, "Are you sick?" ”

"Hahaha......" Yuan didn't care and couldn't stop laughing, and when he saw Mo Xiaolu's wrinkled expression, he coughed in embarrassment, "Ahem." After that, he said solemnly, "Do you want to hear the story?" ”

"I don't want to hear stories." Mo Xiaolu held her mouth and lowered her head, "I just want to know what's wrong with me now?" After calming down, she looked worriedly at her bandaged hands like buns.

Suddenly frowned and said, "Are you a doctor or not?" Is this how all dressings are done in your hospital? ”

"Half-hung doctor." He raised his eyebrows and said smugly.

Mo Xiaolu sighed and shook his injured hand at him, "What do you hospital think?" Bringing you in? ”

"I'm the dean." He sat casually on the sofa and kicked away the unconscious Xuan at his feet.

The last fawn stroked his forehead. She had forgotten that he was the director of that hospital.

"No, that's not what we're looking at now."

"I wonder what's wrong with me now?" Why does one's own blood have the power to heal? Mo Xiaolu has not been injured many times since he was a child, but he has also bled and has never seen his own blood have such a big effect.

He waved his hand, looking like he didn't know, "I can't explain it, I've lived for the first time in a thousand years." ”

"Hey......, I haven't seen it in a thousand years, that ......" Mo Xiaolu opened his mouth in frustration, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, "What did you say?" Lived for a thousand years? ”

"That's right." He smiled and looked at her with his chin propped up.

Why is she so cute when she's angry and surprised?

"You didn't mean...... Aren't you an old goblin? Mo Xiaolu looked vigilant, and his ruddy face turned a little whiter, as if he was afraid that he would become some ghost and eat him in the next second.

"I mean, I'm not a 50,000-year-old goblin." He licked his lips, looking evil, his rose-colored lips opened lightly, and his voice was charming, "I am a thousand-year-old goblin." ”

"......" Mo Xiaolu secretly pulled over the black Xuan at his feet and blocked in front of the black Xuan.

"How? Interested in my story now? He casually turned the white jade ring on his finger, and he seemed to like to turn it very much, whether it was when he was happy or when he was thinking.

"Tell me......" The last fawn grew out in relief. The three continents can be fused, their own blood can save people, Luo Mei can be reborn as Yunrou, and Long Jun Longmen can get the memory of the ancestors after a walk, what else is unacceptable.

She sat down calmly on the couch, ready to listen to him.

The moment Mo Xiaolu sat down, Yuan stood up instantly, "Haha, I don't want to tell you about it, guess it yourself." ”

"You ......" took a deep breath, and Mo Xiaolu told herself to be calm, dignified, and ladylike.

"Hahaha......"

By the time I was teasing the last deer, the doctors from the hospital had already arrived.

If age is enough to assess a person's medical status, these four doctors must be of high status. Mo Xiaolu thought helplessly.

It has been determined that there is no problem with Huang Xuan, why are there so many doctors here.

A male physician in his fifties walked in respectfully, "Shao, may I ask where the patient is ......?" ”

"Whoa." He casually kicked the unconscious man on the ground.

"Don't kick him all the time." The last fawn was so anxious that he pushed his coat away.

"I'll kick it." Tsundere said, kicked again, and then made a grimace at the last fawn.

After living for more than a thousand years, it was the first time he was so happy, and Mo Xiaolu seemed to have a kind of magic that could make him forget his loneliness.

The doctors and nurses on the side stood in embarrassment, not knowing whether to go over and take the patient away.

"Huh!" Moe Xiaolu screamed angrily.

"Yo, that's the tune, call it again, it would be better if you added the word Xianggong after it." Obviously, he just screamed angrily, but he deliberately misinterpreted it.

The single word will indeed be a little intimate, and Mo Xiaolu has no choice but to speak, "May I ask what your surname is?" ”

"Me? Maybe it's the last name, right? Yuan lowered his head in contemplation, his brow furrowed as if he had encountered a problem, "I don't remember my last name for a long time. ”

For a thousand years, his name has been changing.

The culture of Huanuo has been improving, but his face has never changed, and in order not to be noticeable, he has to constantly change his address and name.

The expression of the coat was a little lonely, his eyes were sad, and his charming peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, "...... I don't have a last name. ”

His expression made Mo Xiaolu feel that he had asked about the sadness of others, and he was a little apologetic for a while, "I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to ask, I don't know......"

"Haha, teasing you, I don't have a surname." He laughed wildly, his slender fingers dragging his chin, "Why are you so easy to deceive?" ”

"You can win the actor award, you go and be an actor, really, you are very suitable." Mo Xiaolu is so angry that he is going crazy, has this guy lived for a thousand years just to be angry with himself?

"Haha......"

The host is teasing the little girl. The doctors and nurses on the side were a little embarrassed, and the older one waved his hand and motioned for the person next to him to hurry up and take the patient away.

A few people tiptoed around and carried the patient away.

Mo Xiaolu was a little uneasy, and instructed, "He has a lot of injuries on his body, I don't know if it hurts his lungs." ”

"He's bothering you, thank you." Finally, politely thank you.

"No, no, no, that's what we're supposed to do." The older one hurriedly waved his hand, changed color and turned white, and subconsciously looked at the garn. Seeing that there was no displeasure, he calmed down and said respectfully, "We will definitely do our best to heal him and recover him as soon as possible." ”

The one on the side raised his eyebrows, a little impatient, "You can go." ”

"Yes, we're leaving now." As if receiving an amnesty, the older one quickly walked out with the doctors and nurses with a kind but humble smile.

"Well, I suggest you be gentle." Mo Xiaolu sighed, how fierce and vicious this coat usually has to be to scare these people like this.

"Gentle? I wasn't gentle when you first saw me? He squeezed his lips and pursed his rose-colored lips.

He knew that she liked gentleness, like the end of the deer 50,000 years ago, so in order to leave a good impression when they met for the first time, he deliberately pretended to be very gentle.