Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

She walked up to him carrying the medicine box, and cut off his sleeve with scissors. When she tore it open, she saw that his arm had serious scratches, but they were not the most fatal ones.

"Where's the warhead?" Xiao Yichu blurted out.

Xiao Yichu's eyes followed his arms and found that his abdomen was stained red with blood. She was surprised to open the back of his abdomen and found that blood was constantly seeping out.

"Your arm was just scratched, and the bullet hit the back of your abdomen. Why didn't you tell me? You were risking your life, did you know that?" Xiao Yichu roared.

She has a good temper and doesn't get angry even once in a hundred years.

But at the moment she was upset. Seeing that he was injured, she felt very uncomfortable, as if her heart had been torn in two, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

"It's okay. It may be more important to you than me. Besides, I have a sense of discretion and can't die for the time being." Mo Shuainan said with pain.

Although the bullet hit the back of his abdomen and caused him excessive blood loss, it was not fatal.

"You." Xiao Yichu was so angry that he wanted to wake him up, but he knew now was not the time to lose his temper, so he could only hold back without saying anything more and tore off his shirt.

The man's strong figure appeared in front of her. Xiao Yichu glanced at it and turned his attention to his abdomen with a blushing face.

"The bullet needs to be taken out, but your settings are not complete, so I can only take it by force. The process will be particularly painful." Xiao Yichu said, regardless of whether he agreed or not.

She thought it was important to save people, so she brought some tools for this purpose.

Before he could speak, she said, "Just bear with it."

Mo Shuainan looked down at her movements. He remained silent and watched her move quickly to forcefully take out the bullet for him. Blood spattered out and hit her face.

"Be careful." Seeing this, Mo Shuainan reached out to cover her face.

The blood finally splashed onto the palm of his hand, and a drop fell on her cheek, sliding down along the way, dyeing her fair face red, as charming as a poppy with internal blood.

Mo Shuainan looked at her in a daze, feeling uncomfortable being looked at by a man.

He immediately pressed the rag on his wound and poured out the hemostatic medicine. Mo Shuainan recovered from the pain. Xiao Yichu did not dare to look directly at him and said, "Thank you for today."

"Want to repay me?" Mo Shuainan asked teasingly.

Without waiting for her to speak, he said in a deep voice: "Promise me with my life, okay?"

Xiao Yichu listened and pressed on his wound. He groaned in pain and said, "You are deliberately taking revenge."

"Next time, think carefully before you speak. It's one thing to save my life, but it's another thing to take advantage of me! This time it's light. Next time I..." she threatened.

Mo Shuainan laughed dumbly and said to her, "Sorry, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

"If you know you're wrong, correct it." Xiao Yichu said.

At this moment, my mood was not as heavy as expected, but rather relaxed, as if all the doubts in my heart had disappeared.

"Young Marshal." Mo Leng followed behind.

He didn't dare to come in without Mo Shuainan's order, but after standing outside for almost an hour, his legs were so numb that he couldn't stand straight, and he didn't dare to leave easily, so he could only call out softly.

"Is something wrong?" Mo Shuainan asked coldly.

He heard that Mo Shuainan's voice was full of energy, and it didn't sound like he was about to die. Mo Leng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I want to ask you, what do you want to eat later?" Mo Leng immediately made an excuse, not daring to let them know that he had just been squatting in the corner for a long time.

Mo Shuainan listened, looked at Xiao Yichu and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine," Xiao Yichu said. She was not picky about food or pretentious.