The bruise should have been caused by the two lewd men when they dragged her, and as for the wound on the fingertip, it was accidentally scratched when picking up the knife.

She didn't feel these injuries herself, but she didn't expect to be checked out by Mocheng Yu.

Ji Xia wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pulled by the man to the medical staff's office first.

When the wound comes out, Mo Yizhi's side will also be checked.

Mu Sichuan explained to Mo Chengyu: "There is no big problem, there are some slight concussions, and the vertebrae have fallen, just lie in bed for a week and cooperate with the treatment, and wait for Yizhi to get out of bed and come over to check his head again." ”

Hearing this, Ji Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing was wrong, otherwise, she would have died of guilt.

In the end, Mo Chengyu took Mo Yizhi back to the manor.

Zhang's mother cleaned up a guest room for Mo Yizhi and came out, during the period of recuperation, he could only live in the manor, after all, Mrs. Mo was not easy to explain, so she could only hide it first.

Ji Xia went to take a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Now that she had come to her senses, she began to get a little scared.

Jiang Zefeng was killed by her and killed by her own hands.

Although he was indeed a scumbag, she never thought of killing someone, thinking back to his death at that time, Ji Xia suddenly hugged her arm, and her body trembled slightly.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the bedroom door.

Ji Xia was frightened and looked at the door.

Mo Chengyu, who pushed the door in, didn't seem to expect that as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Xia standing in the center of the bedroom.

At this time, her eyes widened, and her body stiffened a little, as if she was frightened by something.

With a slight frown, he came in and closed the door and walked over to her, "What's wrong, huh?" ”

Ji Xia's lips trembled, "Mo, Mocheng Yu, I killed someone, Jiang Zefeng was killed by me." ”

Seeing that she was emotionally unstable, Mo Chengyu pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said coldly: "That's him damned." ”

"Nope." Ji Xia shook his head, "I stabbed him to death with my own hands, I killed him." ”

At that time, in order to protect Mo Yizhi, she was completely like a demon, how could she care so much, but now, people are really dead......

Ji Xia grabbed Mo Chengyu's hand, "You take me to see his corpse, I surrender, I'll sit ......"

Before he finished speaking, his jaw was pinched by the man.

"What nonsense, I've already handed over to the bodyguards, and I'm not dead yet."

He did have the bodyguard dispose of the body, but he probably wouldn't survive unless he died.

Ji Xia looked at him stunned and asked, "Is it really not dead?" ”

"No, dead." Mo Chengyu's face sank.

Hearing this, Ji Xia was relieved.

"It's good if you're not dead, don't ...... if you're not dead," his lips were suddenly blocked by the man's strength.

It wasn't until he kissed her that Mo Chengyu let go of her, but his big hand still clasped her head, and the distance between the lips of the two was only two centimeters, "Just thinking about him like this?" ”

The deep voice was magnetic, and an ambiguous breath lingered between the two of them.

Ji Xia was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and replied, "Why am I worried about him?" I wish he was dead, but I don't want to be a murderer. ”

Her answer seemed to please Mo Chengyu, the corners of his mouth hooked, he gently touched her head, and his eyes suddenly softened.

"That's good."

The next moment, he pressed her on the bed and continued to kiss her deeply.

Only by kissing her and feeling her like this can his restless heart be steady.