As Zhou Mu spoke, he began to unwrap the gauze wrapped around Mo Junyi's chest and prepare to change the dressing.

Seeing that Yuan Bao was still standing aside, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Zhou Mu couldn't help but call.

"Yuanbao, what are you still standing there stupidly for? I can't help Master yet. ”

"Oh-oh, oh, Master."

Hearing Zhou Mu's words, Yuan Bao immediately came back to his senses, and then quickly came to the bedside to help Mo Junyi unwrap the gauze wrapped around his chest.

Mo Junyi was seriously injured yesterday, and even if he was later medicated, there was still a lot of blood oozing out.

Now, after a day and a night, although the blood on the wound has stopped early, but the blood that oozes out before is also tightly adhered to the gauze, if you want to get the gauze off, you must pull the wound, you can imagine how painful it is.

So at the end of the dismantling, looking at the gauze that was tightly attached to the wound and stained with dry brown blood, the ingots were a little difficult, and for a while, I didn't know whether to dismantle or not.

Dismantling is a must, but, if it is really removed, what if it involves a wound and bleeding again?

Even if it doesn't bleed, it must be painful, right?

Thinking of this, Yuan Bao was in trouble.

The eyebrows are even tighter, and the bottom of the eyes is difficult to hide the embarrassment and distress.

Just when Yuan Bao was distressed and entangled in his heart, he didn't know that his thoughts were vividly expressed on his face.

Looking at the young man in front of him, his eyebrows and nose were about to fight, Mo Junyi was amused and surprised when he saw this.

I just feel that this young man is like a blank piece of paper, and he can't hide any thoughts.

Seeing the appearance of this young man who was annoyed and didn't dare to start, as if he was afraid of hurting him, Mo Junyi felt funny.

It has been eight years since he was fifteen years old and automatically asked Ying to fight on the battlefield now.

In the past eight years, he has fought in the south and the north, although he has made a lot of contributions to the Northern Night Empire, but which battle is not scarred?

So injuries, for him, have long been commonplace.

Although he is flesh and blood, it hurts, but he has long been used to it, but he is not afraid.

It's this teenager, what kind of expression is this?

The tightly wrinkled brow was about to kill a fly.

There are also the tight red lips, which are difficult to hide their hesitation and entanglement.

What attracted him the most was the distress in the young man's eyes.

This young man, is he feeling sorry for him?

Thinking of this, Mo Junyi was suspicious and surprised in his heart.

Because, over the years, although he has made countless meritorious contributions, every time the people talk about him, they can't hide their awe and worship, but no one has ever said that he fought hard, or they would feel sorry for him.

Of course, he doesn't need to be distressed.

Because, the road is his own choice.

Since he chose to go out to lead the army to fight, he already knew what he would face next.

Therefore, he has long put his life and death out of the limit.

It's just that now, looking at the distress in the young man's eyes, Mo Junyi only felt a 'bang' in his heart, as if something had gently thrown into his originally calm heart, causing ripples......

For the throbbing in his heart, Mo Junyi himself couldn't say it, he didn't know it, but he didn't hate it at all.

The deep bloody eyes just fell quietly on the young man in front of him.

Seeing that the young man was cramped and anxious for him, that little appearance was quite cute.