"It's okay, it's okay if you're okay," Xin Yue saw that although Moxi's face was still pale, his eyes were bright, and he could speak, and his hanging heart was put down, "You're okay, I'll go and call Professor Zhu to them,"

From Xin Yue's hand bitten by Moxi, he was kept behind him, and he didn't let Moxi see it, and in order to distract Moxi, he used an uninjured hand to help Moxi wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then wanted to turn around and leave.

"Yueyue," Moxi reached out and grabbed one of Cong Xinyue's arms the moment she turned around from Xin Yue, and when she looked down, she saw the side of Cong Xinyue's palm covering the other hand with one hand, "Your hand,"

"I'm going to call Teacher Zhu over," Xin Yue didn't look back, flicked her arm, trying to break free from Moxi's grip.

"Okay," Moxi let go of the arm that was holding Xin Yue, because from Xin Yue's action just now, Mo Xi had already seen the injured hand, there were deep tooth marks on the palm and back of the palm on the side of the palm, and blood had oozed out. Moxi already understood how Xin Yue's hand was injured, and what else could he say.

From Xin Yue quickly left the interrogation room, and found Professor Zhu and their assistants, "Professor, Moxi is already fine, you can go over,"

"Okay," Zhu Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise when he found the wound on Xin Yue's palm when he stood up and was about to walk to the interrogation room, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"It's okay," Xin Yue hid her injured hand behind her back and smiled lightly at Zhu Yi, "You go and evaluate Mo Xi, I'm afraid that Xue Mufeng and they will come back in a while,"

"Okay," Zhu Yi understood after thinking about it a little, from Xin Yue's injury must have been suffered when he accompanied Moxi just now, then it must have been bitten by Moxi, thinking of this, Zhu Yi couldn't help frowning.

Zhu Yi, who returned to the interrogation room, saw that Moxi had regained his calm, but his face was still pale, and there was still some dense sweat on his forehead, so that the hair on his forehead was also wet and sticking to his forehead, looking very weak.

"How are you feeling now, can you continue?" Zhu Yi sat down in his seat and looked into Moxi's calm and somewhat distracted eyes.

"How's the injury on her hand?" Moxi came back to his senses and looked up to see that Zhu Yi was already sitting in his position, but he was more concerned about Cong Xinyue than Zhu Yi's question.

"It shouldn't be very serious," Zhu Yi said after recalling the wound he had seen from Xin Yue just now.

Although Moxi's body was still a little weak and he could only lean back in his chair, it did not prevent him from observing the professor's various expressions, so when he saw that the professor hesitated before answering his question, and thought for a while before answering, Moxi knew that the professor should not have paid attention to Cong Xinyue's injury before, which made Moxi very unhappy.

"Didn't you treat her wounds?" Moxie frowned, and there was a hint of questioning in his tone.

"Because I want to hurry up and give you an assessment, I haven't taken care of it yet," Zhu Yi lowered his head and avoided Mo Xi's sharp eyes, "I'm afraid that the director and captain will come back in a while, so let me give you an assessment first,"

Moxi was silent for a few seconds after listening to Zhu Yi's words, and there was emotion flowing in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something very important.

"Moxi," Zhu Yi saw that Moxi was thinking about something, and at the same time found that there were many emotions flashing in Moxi's eyes, and he was afraid that his mood would fluctuate, so he immediately reminded him.

"Okay, I can, let's go," Moxi slowly retracted his mind, looking at Zhu Yi's eyes with a smile, gentle but not losing the fortitude of a man.

Zhu Yi stared at Moxi's smiling eyes, and somehow, his emotions were also relaxed by him, "Then I'll start,"

At this time, outside the glass curtain wall, Cong Xinyue stood there, completely ignoring the injuries on his hands, staring at Moxi for a moment, as if he was afraid that something would happen to him, and he looked a little nervous. It wasn't until Zhu Yi put away the assessment materials in his hand and stood up to leave the interrogation room that Xin Yue's whole body relaxed.

When Zhu Yi walked out of the interrogation room, he found that Cong Xinyue was already standing at the door waiting for him, so he took a few steps forward, "What, so worried?" ”

Cong Xinyue smiled bitterly, "Teacher Zhu, don't make fun of me, tell me how the situation is,"

"From my personal point of view, I think Moxie's PTSD has healed and there is no problem at all," Zhu Yi moved his gaze to the injured hand hanging from Xin Yue's side again, "What I'm worried about now is the situation he just had,"

"I know this, I'm also worried, although it's not a psychological problem, but I'm also afraid that this situation will affect his consciousness, after all, Moxi's situation is special," Xin Yue raised his injured hand, the blood stains on his hand had dried up, and it looked a little scary.

"I think he should be sent to the hospital for a check-up to see what is causing his head to be in such severe pain," Zhu Yi felt worried just thinking about it, because a person would not bite such an injury if it was not extremely painful.

"Well, I think so too," Xin Yue said, but his attention moved to the sound behind Zhu Yi, and seeing Zhu Yi behind him, Moxi was taken out of the interrogation room by the criminal police.

Zhu Yi also found that Cong Xinyue's eyes were no longer on him, so he followed Cong Xinyue's gaze and glanced back behind him. At this glance, Zhu Yi's emotions surged. He saw Moxi standing at the door of the interrogation room in handcuffs, but his eyes were staring at Cong Xinyue tightly, and the emotions surging in it were so strong and lingering, even if he was an outsider, he would be instantly moved by these eyes full of affection.

Looking back again, Zhu Yi saw that Cong Xinyue was also looking at Moxi with the same eyes, and the emotions surging in these eyes were no less than Moxi's, and even felt more complicated than Moxi's eyes. In these few seconds of looking at each other, Zhu Yi felt that they had exchanged a thousand words with each other.

In the end, it was Moxi who broke the silence, his voice low and hoarse, "Take care of it, don't leave it, scar,"

"Don't worry, it won't," Xin Yue smiled lightly at Mo Xi. This smile contains too much emotion, comfort, nostalgia, reluctance, and a hint of powerless apology for the lover.

Moxi also smiled, but in the next second, he turned his head and covered his eyes with one hand, and left silently, until the moment when he was about to step into the detention room, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Xin Yue, it seemed that only when he was far away from Xin Yue, he had the courage to look at her, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Yueyue, I'm sorry,"

At this time, Cong Xinyue kept staring at Moxi's back, and did not withdraw his eyes until he walked into the detention room and could no longer see, and turned to Zhu Yi and slowly spoke, "Teacher Zhu, thank you really today,"

"It's okay, this is my job," Zhu Yi didn't expect Xin Yue to thank herself so solemnly, but she was a little uncomfortable, so she changed the topic and pointed to her hand, "You better deal with it quickly, otherwise you will really leave a scar, and there are bacteria in people's saliva, and if you don't get a wound, it will be infected,"

"I'll go to the infirmary to deal with it," after Xin Yue bowed slightly to Zhu Yi, he turned around and walked towards the police infirmary.

Zhu Yi looked at Cong Xinyue, and recalled what Moxi had talked to him before, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart how deep the emotions Cong Xinyue and that Moxi had were so that they could only think about each other, and only think about each other's good, no matter how much they were wronged.

"Professor Zhu, why didn't you tell her what Moxito told you to tell Xinyue?" An assistant standing behind Zhu Yi saw that the professor didn't say a word about Moxi's words, and was a little puzzled.

"No need, I think they already have a heart to heart with each other, and it doesn't matter if they say it or not," Zhu Yi turned around and went to the living room to pack his things and prepare to leave.