It seems that the person who forcibly changed Wen Xiaoai's pants just now was not him at all.

Wen Xiaoai snorted, and moved her little butt to the side, away from Jun Mo Yan.

Jun Moyan's behavior this morning was so annoying that she would have to be angry for at least three hours this time before she could talk to him.

The two were eating breakfast when two figures walked in at the door.

The drunkard and Tsing Yi looked at the two people dining in the hall, a little strange.

"How do you eat here?" The drunkard asked casually.

Seeing that neither of them replied to him, the drunkard didn't care, and stepped forward and sat down directly on the sofa.

asked Xiang Jun Moyan: "What is the matter with me?" ”

Jun Moyan took a sip of milk and frowned slightly, he never drank this, and he didn't like to drink it.

It's just that Wen Xiaoai usually likes it very much, so Xiaocha brought him a copy by the way, but his share was also drunk by Wen Xiaoai in the past.

Just now, because he saw that Wen Xiaoai only took a glass of milk and a sandwich and came out, so he helped her bring out this cup too, not to drink it himself.

Glancing at Wen Xiaoai's milk cup, Jun Moyan directly put the milk in his hand that he had only drunk in front of her.

He did this action very naturally, and it seemed that the two had not had any unpleasant trouble before.

And Wen Xiaoai is even more accustomed to it, and she doesn't feel anything.

Jun Moyan withdrew his hand, and then he replied to the drunkard's words: "My arm was grazed by a bullet two days ago, and the healing speed of the wound is normal. ”

"And then? Do you want me to change your dressing? The drunkard was a little speechless.

Isn't he usually able to deal with this little injury by himself?

"I said the wound heals normally." Jun Moyan repeated the key words in the sentence.

"Isn't it normal to be normal...... The drunkard was stunned, knowing what Jun Moyan meant.

The last time he was injured in the Holy City, the wound healed at an astonishing rate.

And after the tattoo appeared, he even said that he had a feeling of being reborn from the fire, and his physique and senses were several times stronger than that of normal people.

Until...... Until the tattoo is gone......

He wouldn't doubt the medicine he gave him last time, would he?

Probably not, it took nearly ten days or so for the tattoo to disappear after taking the medicine.

And he had no reason to doubt him.

"Show me the wound." The drunkard spoke.

"Don't look at it, there's no problem." He knew his own body well, and having been injured so many times, he knew all kinds of wounds very well.

"Look, the drunkard is a doctor, better than you." Wen Xiaoai said and reached out to unbutton Jun Moyan's shirt, and she didn't care if she was angry.

Jun Mo Yan was relieved by her.

After Wen Xiaoai unbuttoned half of his shirt, she exposed his injured shoulder.

Looking at the wound on his shoulder that obviously did not undergo a second treatment, Wen Xiaoai frowned: "Didn't you come back last night without applying medicine?" ”

I wanted to say that it would be fine in two days, and I didn't need to apply any medicine, but after thinking about it, in order not to worry Wen Xiaoai, Jun Moyan still changed his words:

"Wait a minute."

Wen Xiaoai, who heard Jun Moyan's words, really didn't say anything more.

The drunkard examined Jun Moyan's wound and found that there was indeed nothing wrong.

"Has there been any recent changes in your body?"

Jun Moyan thought about it and said: "The tattoo on my chest disappeared, and it disappeared after ten days after the tattoo appeared, and after it disappeared, I felt that my body had returned to its original state." ”

"Gone?" Tsing Yi really feels that this world is becoming more and more mysterious.

If someone were to tell him that there were monsters in the world, he would believe it.