Mo Jiu smiled suddenly, and a shallow smile bloomed, adding a lot to the face that was not outstanding for a moment.

"I'll tell you the truth, Mo Jiu doesn't know who the master is. The master seemed to be very afraid that others would know his identity, dressed in black and wearing a mask, not to mention his age, he didn't even know whether he was a man or a woman. ”

The young man's eyes are sharp, as if he can see through the eyes the true thoughts of people's hearts.

Mo Jiu lowered his head and gently glanced at the wrist he was holding, and said, "Lord Messenger, the secret weapon has been taken out, but the wound has not been treated, can you please avoid it first?" ”

The young man's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he suddenly let go of Mo Jiu's wrist and walked out of the door.

Mo Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned slightly as he remembered the bullet that had fallen on the young man's hand.

I really didn't expect that the boy would rush in at this time, and I thought that I could transfer the bag without showing a trace.

Could it be that the boy knew that she was going to transfer the bag, so he rushed in at this time to snatch the bullets? If not, that's too much of a coincidence, right?

And how the bullet got into the young man's hand, Mo Jiu didn't see it at all. Could it be that this is the spiritual power of a master? How?

Mo Jiu casually dealt with Mo Bingqing's wounds, and then turned to the doctor on the side and said, "Her injuries have been treated, and the rest will be handed over to the doctor." ”

The doctor was stunned for a long time, and only came back to his senses after listening to what she said to him.

This was the first time he had seen such a treatment. And there was no spiritual power at all from beginning to end. Whether it's the depth of the cut with the knife or the force of the tweezers, it's as precise as if it has been practiced countless times.

Mo Bingqing, who was lying on the bed, also seemed to be unconscious, and did not seem to be hurt by the pain of cutting flesh at all.

Mo Jiu had already walked to the door and opened the door, letting everyone into the house.

Because the boy had entered the house once, they also knew that the hidden weapon had been taken out by Mojiu.

Li was the first to run to the bedside to check Mo Bingqing's condition. Seeing Mo Bingqing lying motionless on the bed, she was startled, and probed her nose again, and saw that she was only asleep before she was a little relieved.

Li was still not at ease, and took the doctor's hand and asked east and west, she refused to believe that this time it was really this waste to save her.

Mo Jiu sneered in his heart, took his eyes off the Li family, and said to Mo Qingtian: "Mo Jiu has done what he promised, should Master Hou fulfill your promise?" ”

Mo Qingtian's heart is very complicated, firstly, because the eldest son, who has always been unpopular, suddenly has a body of medical skills, and secondly, because Mo Jiu suddenly called him "Hou Ye".

He made it clear that he had dissociated himself from him. He was very angry, ate things inside and outside, and increased his ability, so he couldn't wait to get rid of the relationship with him as soon as possible.

But because of the presence of the emperor's envoy, he had to say with a blushing face: "Qing'er hasn't woken up yet, who knows if you are making a hindrance and want to kill her?" ”

Mo Jiu's eyes were cold, and he said, "Master Hou, is this going to regret it?" Your Majesty, you have been witnessing, what do you say? ”

The young man was still holding the bullet that was taken out by Mo Jiu in his hand, and Mo Jiu did not take his eyes off the bullet after naming him, and said: "Lord Mohou, in the opinion of the envoy, whether Miss Gui can wake up or not seems to be within the scope of the envoy's witness." ”

Mo Qingtian was slightly stunned, gritted his teeth, and said to the guards on the side: "Pull him to the firewood room, don't let me out for a week." ”