"She always threatens me with dropping out of school, but even if I do, I'll continue to study in the future, for me," said a bitter smile when the wind rose, "and I just left home early." ”

"You're thinking enough." Mu said with a faint smile.

When the wind rose, he grinned, looked down and unintentionally looked at Mu Yanxiao's still bleeding hand and asked, "Your hand is not good yet." ”

"It's fine."

"Just now I saw you pull down that grimace's arm, and then your expression changed, but I thought your hand would heal all at once, but I didn't expect it," when the wind rose, he consciously reached out and grabbed Mu Dark's wrist, "It's not good yet." ”

"It takes time to heal, and if I can get better all of a sudden, then I won't have to be hurt." Mu smiled with his good hand and pulled away the hand that was grasping his wrist when the wind rose.

When the wind rose, he sighed and said, "Go to my room." With that, he turned and walked towards his room.

Mu smiled and asked, "You don't care about your sister anymore?" ”

"She'll be quiet for a while, and I'll come back." Talking as the wind rises.

Mu smiled and saw that the situation of Feng Feng inside was indeed not suitable for people to disturb, so he followed the footsteps of the wind when it rose.

Walking into the room, when the wind rose, he came to the table and opened the medicine box, looked at Mu who was standing in front of the door and closed the door, and said with a smile: "Don't stand stupidly, come and sit down." ”

"What are you going to do?" Mu asked with a slight frown.

"I'll bandage you." He said as he took out the gauze when the wind rose.

"No need." Mu Yanxiao deliberately put his hands behind his back.

When the wind rose, he leaned over and looked at Mu Yanxiao's reluctant look, and said, "You believe in my skills, my sister's injuries when she was a child were all wounds I bandaged her, she likes it, to put it mildly, if it weren't for me," he smiled to himself: "My sister may not choose a nursing profession yet." ”

Hearing that they always said the word 'nursing', Mu was also puzzled, "What does nursing professional mean?" ”

"It's your Lang Zhong, but it's different from Lang Middle School." Explain casually when the wind rises.

Mu Yanxiao barely understood the meaning, and said, "It's all about saving people." ”

"Yes, it's just that my sister's profession is to assist doctors, not doctors."

"Then it's not Lang Zhong, it's about the same as Lang Zhong's apprentice?" Mu asked uncertainly.

In this regard, Feng Qishi didn't know how to explain it, so he thought about it and said, "I don't have much research on this either, anyway, it's about the same." ”

"Almost, it's a lot worse, but," Mu smiled unconsciously and walked in front of Feng Qishi: "I don't think there should be much wrong with your explanation." ”

"I don't like to listen to you." When the wind rises, he says, stretch out his hands.

"What are you doing?" Mu smiled and frowned vigilantly.

"What else can I do, give me my hand, I'll bandage you."

"No, my hands will be fine in no time."

"You were injured by Yan Ruoruo today, and I carried you back and your wounds were not good, especially now that you are much more injured than then, the wound must heal slowly, maybe," the wind still spread his hands, "I bandaged you, your wound can heal faster." ”

"Thank you." Mu Yan smiled and muttered, and obediently stretched out his hand.

"You're welcome, you're going to have to give me a favor sooner or later."

Mu secretly smiled and knew that he was going to say this when the wind rose, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.