Feng Mojiang saw that Ye Jiujiu had woken up, and restrained his ice-blue aura, and then slowly, let go of Ye Jiujiu's hand, bowed his head slightly, and his voice was as low and cold as ever: "Hmm." ”

Ye Jiujiu blinked, and saw that the original dreamlike ice blue disappeared, a little magical: "The ice blue just now is like the color of your eyes, Boss Feng, you saved me, right?" ”

Feng Mojiang turned his head, no longer looked at Ye Jiujiu's clear eyes, did not answer Ye Jiujiu's question, but said sharply and coldly: "It's still too little training, you will be injured, and when you get better this time, you will double your training." ”

The indifferent voice was like an emotionless machine, as if Ye Jiujiu was just training enough for him, whether it was good or not.

Ye Jiujiu's originally happy mood was slightly restrained, and he returned to his usual calm appearance: "Yes, Boss Feng." ”

Feng Mo's ice-blue eyes darkened slightly, looked at Ye Jiujiu, and after a long while, he got up and said, "Have a good rest." ”

Ye Jiujiu smelled a strong bloody breath between his snorts, and hurriedly raised his head to look at Feng Mojiang, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw the wound on Feng Mojiang's waist and abdomen, and his face turned pale: "Boss Feng, you are injured." ”

"Out of the way, minor injury." Feng Mojiang pursed her lips, the light flashed in her eyes, her tone just now, was she in a hurry, was she concerned about him?

Although Feng Mojiang was thinking like this, his footsteps did not stop, and he was about to walk outside the room.

Ye Jiujiu hurriedly got up and grabbed Feng Mojiang's hand: "You're all injured, where are you going?" ”

After getting up, Ye Jiujiu found that her body was completely well, not only that, but her whole person was more powerful than usual, and her feet became lighter, as if she could jump far with one jump.

Forcibly pulling Feng Mojiang to lie on the bed, seeing a large pool of blood beside the bed, Ye Jiujiu's eyes were a little red: "Why don't you treat the wound first and then help me detoxify?" ”

Feng Mojiang pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Ye Jiujiu didn't expect Feng Mojiang to say anything, and after helping Feng Mojiang to the bed, he hurriedly walked out of the room and went to get the medicine box.

Qi Yao had been waiting outside the door, and when he saw that it was Ye Jiujiu, he really couldn't react for a while: "Jiujiu, how are you?" ”

"Hmm." After Ye Jiujiu took the medicine box, he instructed the housekeeper to boil a basin of hot water into the room.

"Jiujiu, is Feng Mo injured? Or I'll take care of the wounds. "Qi Yao is a doctor, and he is a doctor with extraordinary medical skills, but here, no one seems to treat him as a doctor.

"I don't need Qi medicine, I can handle Boss Feng's injury." Ye Jiujiu said to Qi Yao after entering the room, and then closed the door.

Qi Yao took a closed door, the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't solve the poison of wine, Feng Mojiang solved it, Feng Mojiang's injury didn't need him, wine and wine could handle it, he, a doctor, seemed to be a little useless.

After being stunned for about half a minute, Qi Yao sighed and walked to the living room and made a call to Huang Yingying, saying that Ye Jiujiu was fine, so that they could rest assured.

"Boss Feng, I'll use scissors to cut the clothes in your injured area first, it will hurt a little, you bear with it a little." Ye Jiujiu stood in front of the bed, bent over, and said to Feng Mojiang.

"Okay." General Feng Mo nodded and said.

Feng Mo taught Ye Jiujiu the simple methods of dealing with wounds, and after Ye Jiujiu had those methods in his mind for a while, he began to do it.