Chu Yunyao's feet were still on the car, his body was pressed into his arms, and the tip of his nose smelled a strong smell of blood.

Chu Yunyao lowered his eyes and found that Mo Lingyuan had been shot in the shoulder, blood gushing out, and the black coat had already been soaked in blood.

Her new clothes were also stained with blood.

Chu Yunyao pushed him in disgust, and scolded angrily in a low voice: "Let go of me, you stained my clothes." ”

Mo Lingyuan heard that she was still paying attention to her clothes, a low and deep smile overflowed from between her lips and teeth, and her warm palm with a thin callus stroked her slender back.

"Little thing, isn't it as important as the new clothes on your body?" There was a bit of displeasure and unconsciously pampering in his tone: "With me here, are you still afraid of running out of clothes?" ”

Chu Yunyao broke away from his embrace: "No merit is not rewarded, the favor I owe you can be paid off." ”

Living in the Young Marshal's Mansion, she cooks for him every day, which is regarded as offsetting her rent and food expenses, after all, not just anyone can taste the food she cooks.

He gave him a diamond hairpin, and she saved his life today, and the two didn't owe each other.

Mo Lingyuan was about to ask what it meant to pay off, but he saw that the palace lord who had fainted in the co-pilot seat woke up.

The pain in the back of his neck reminded him how he fainted, and when he saw Chu Yunyao who was close at hand, he picked up the pistol on the seat and pointed the muzzle at her: "How can this be reasonable, you dare to stun this president and disobey the military order." ”

Mo Lingyuan quickly hugged Chu Yunyao and turned around, blocking in front of her, and looked sideways at the palace lord: "President, you have something to say, do you have any misunderstanding about Yun Yao?" ”

The guard in the back row also happened to open his eyes, looked out the window, and rubbed the back of his neck: "Already in the barracks?" ”

The palace lord was stunned for a moment, this is really a military camp.

Chu Yunyao said coldly: "President Gong, I did not disobey the military order, the car has already driven to the barracks, if there is nothing else, can you deal with the gunshot wound on my husband's shoulder first." ”

Chu Yunyao didn't say a word about knocking him out.

The palace lord's sharp gaze fell on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder, and the amber pupils narrowed, and a trace of light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Throwing the pistol aside, his face eased: "Probably I misunderstood, you're fine, let's go treat the wound first." ”

The medic looked to be about fifty years old, carrying a first-aid kit on his back, and hurried over.

He was followed by a sassy girl in her early twenties, also in a military uniform, with long black hair tied in thick braids hanging down her chest.

Mo Lingyuan took Chu Yunyao's hand, and a group of people entered the office.

Chu Yunyao looked at the furnishings in the office, opened the cabinet door, took out a set of clean clothes from inside, and put it on the back of the chair, "When the wound is treated, put on this." ”

Mo Lingyuan stared at her, the corners of his lips were almost imperceptibly hooked, and he acquiesced.

The military doctor bowed his body, cut Mo Lingyuan's clothes with scissors, looked at the wound on his shoulder, wiped the blood around the wound, probed the depth of the wound with tweezers, and said embarrassedly: "Young marshal, the wound is too deep, the bullet is embedded in the bone, and it is a little difficult to take it out." ”

He is not Mu Qing, just an ordinary military doctor, he usually treats those soldiers with rough skin and thick flesh, but in the face of Mo Lingyuan, even the fingers that clean the wounds are trembling, with instinctive awe, for fear that something will go wrong.

"Doctor Mu is not here, if the young marshal believes me, I am willing to give it a try." Li Changqing, the daughter of Li Junyi, who was standing behind Dr. Li, volunteered: "There is no one here who is more proficient in surgery than me." ”