Mo Qianmo coughed twice, spurted out the blood in his mouth, and slowly opened his lips and said, "Ying'er, don't panic, I'm ...... Ahem, come here, I have medicine for internal injuries. ”

Qiao Ying immediately jumped next to Mo Qianmo, took out a lot of things by the way, and glanced down at it: "Which bottle of medicine can coat your injuries."

"Lilac." Mo Qianmo said weakly: "You just pour out the medicine and rub it on the wound, and then the brown bottle is for internal use."

Qiao Ying listened to Mo Qianmo's command, poured out a little of the purple bottle of medicine, wiped it in the palm of her hand, looked at Mo Qianmo's bright body, couldn't help but have a nosebleed again, pinched herself, and kept talking to herself: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, emptiness is color......

"I'm going to be calm...... Treat it indifferently, the demon in front of me is not an ordinary person, he is an ugly little tiger, calm...... I must be determined, I must hold on. Qiao Ying was aggrieved, delicious at the moment, but she couldn't eat it, it was really sad.

But Qiao Ying's hands kept shaking, and she couldn't apply it, so she could only give up and raise her head full of tears: "I don't know how to paint, my hands are shaking all the time, what should I do, Qianmo, am I too stupid."

Out of nowhere, the breeze blew, blowing the soft hair in front of Mo Qianmo's forehead and floating, drawing an elegant arc in the air.

There was always a touch of curvature on his lips, and there was a deep pampering in his beauty. Everywhere I went, there was a fresh mint smell, which made people sink: "It's okay, Ying'er, you let it go, it's just a medicine."

"But I'm afraid I'll accidentally poke you again later." Glancing at the nails that he could use to kill, he said with a sad face, "You see my nails are so long."

Mo Qianmo had a feeling of crying and laughing, why didn't he find out that Ying'er had such a cute side before, it seems that Ying'er is really a treasure, waiting for himself to dig it: "It's okay, the lady can rest assured, and even if the husband dies at the hands of the lady, he has no regrets."

"Oh shit, I've got it." Qiao Ying's palms and backs were full of sweat, staring at the place where the potion had been applied, it was magically healing the wound, and the blood was no longer flying down like a waterfall, and sighed deeply: "It's finally better, I'm really ......"

Before Qiao Ying finished speaking, Mo Qianmo spurted out a mouthful of blood, Qiao Ying's face wrinkled, and she was about to become a bitter gourd: "This time it's not a 'waterfall', how can it become a 'fountain'!"

"Brown ...... Brown medicine, take it internally...... "Mo Qianmo is calculated, now he only needs to dizzy, just wait for Ying'er to feed himself with medicine, I have to say, the little abacus in our Mo Ye's heart is really crackling."

After speaking, she closed her eyes decisively and pretended to faint, Qiao Ying poured out a chocolate-sized pill, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she glanced at the blood on the ground, and then turned her eyes to Mo Qianmo, who had already 'fainted' to death, biting her lower lip, with a look of embarrassment: People are dizzy, how to feed such a large pill of medicine.

Suddenly remembered that Qianmo had said that he was not allowed to bite his mouth, and immediately put down his cherry-like moist lips, as if he had done something wrong.

Looking down at the medicine, looking up at Mo Qianmo, looking down at the medicine, looking up at Mo Qianmo, back and forth I don't know how many times in a row, Qiao Ying muttered softly: "What should I do!" What should I do, Qianmo is dizzy and can't take the medicine, it's really urgent. ”