Although the man just lay there quietly and didn't speak, it's just that the slightly twisted brows and the suppressed pain in his eyes still fell deeply into Yuanbao's eyes.

Seeing this, Yuanbao's heart couldn't help but twitch, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

Because, it was the first time she had seen Mo Junyi like this.

Mo Junyi is always moody and invisible, and he doesn't let people guess his thoughts.

And the level of patience is extremely strong.

It's like he had obviously suffered such a serious knife wound before, but he just didn't snort.

It's just that now, looking at Mo Junyi's eyebrows frowning slightly and his thin lips pursed, Yuan Bao knows that Mo Junyi must be in pain now.

Thinking of this, Yuanbao's heart hurt, and she just wished that she could bear the pain on Mo Junyi's body.

Heartache, goodbye to Zhou Mu who was giving Mo Junyi acupuncture on the side, Yuan Bao couldn't help but hurriedly rushed over, his red lips opened slightly, and asked in a low voice beside Zhou Mu.

"Master, what's wrong with the prince? The prince seems to be in pain? ”

Yuan Bao opened his mouth and said softly, and in his tone, he was even more anxious and worried.

Hearing Yuanbao's words, Zhou Mu, who was quietly giving Mo Junyi acupuncture, glanced up at Yuanbao slightly.

Looking at the wet young man beside him who looked like a soup chicken, Zhou Mu knew that this young man must have just gotten the news and hurried over.

Although, Zhou Mu has long seen that this young man has a delicate relationship with this god of war.

Now, seeing the young man so anxious, thinking about it, this god of war has more weight in this young man's heart than he imagined.

Thinking so in his heart, Zhou Mu didn't say anything, but slowly withdrew the thin needles that were tied to Mo Junyi's body one by one, and then said in a deep voice to Mo Junyi.

"Today, it suddenly rained heavily, which caused the prince to have an attack of his old disease, if it was in the past, the old man could prescribe medicine for the prince to take, minus the pain in the prince's body. It's a pity that the military doctor lacks herbs that can cure the prince's old illness, so the old man can only apply an injection first to relieve the prince's pain a little......"

Zhou Mu opened his mouth and explained softly.

Hearing this, Mo Junyi just nodded lightly and said in a deep voice.

"Well, there is Mr. Lao Zhou, this king is fine."

The man spoke, his voice was light and breezy, as if the person who was in pain was not him.

It's just that Yuan Bao still knows from the man's pale face and frowning eyebrows that this man is just holding back.

This Mo Junyi, why does he love to hold on so much!?

However, Yuan Bao also knew that Mo Junyi would not be able to hold it up even if he didn't hold it hard.

As Zhou Mu said just now, the military medical department lacked herbs that could cure Mo Junyi's old illness, so Zhou Mu could only temporarily administer needles to Mo Junyi to reduce his pain a little.

Just what to do?

Mo Junyi is really hurting now.

What should she do to make Mo Junyi better?

I'm anxious, Yuanbao now, I just feel that I'm really good and useless.

Mo Junyi has always been so good to her.

Especially when she was in the Wing King's Mansion before, her food and clothing were the best.

No matter how big a mistake she made and how precious a treasure she damaged, Mo Junyi was reluctant to scold her for half a point.

Even if she came to the barracks, even if she knew that Mo Junyi might not fully trust her, and maybe she still thought she was doing something.

It's just that Mo Junyi is very good to her.

Even if she, as a little medical boy, slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, Mo Junyi didn't blame half a point.

Mo Junyi was so good to her, but now, he had an old illness and suffered so much pain, but she couldn't help at all.

The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt in his heart.