The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Chu Jin felt a little uncomfortable with his sudden gaze.

Fortunately, he quickly looked away.

Listening to the words of the two, the uncle driver also vaguely understood something, and got into the car cheerfully.

The speed of the car was very fast, and after a while, the car stopped firmly in front of an apartment building.

This is the apartment closest to the hospital among Mo Zhixuan's many properties.

Although it is not often lived in, there will be part-time workers who come to clean and organize regularly.

The two entered the house one after the other.

The lights are turned on.

The sudden lighting made Chu Jin narrow his eyes subconsciously. The man walking in front took out a pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the entrance, bent down and put them at Chu Jin's feet, and the deep and cold voice was at her feet. It sounded, "There are no ladies' slippers at home, you can make do with them."

"Okay." Chu Jin took off the white sneakers under his feet and put on a pair of black men's slippers.

Mr. Mo is tall and has long legs, and these slippers look fat and big on her feet, like a child stealing an adult's shoes.

Chu Jin looked down at her toes, and a little helplessness flashed in her eyes.

I don't usually feel that my feet are small, why now...

No harm without comparison!

She prefers big feet, as the saying goes, big feet travel all over the world.

However, the little feet are delicate...

Chu Jin was immersed in the choice between little feet and big feet and couldn't extricate herself.

See her frowning for a while, and relaxing for a while, with a look of entanglement.

Mo Zhixuan's eyes became warmer, and he took off the leather shoes under his feet, and took a pair of slippers of the same style as Chu Jin's, and put them on.

Passing through the porch, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Three-bedroom house type.

The decoration style of the house is dominated by black and white tones, just like his whole person, cold and hard to the extreme.

The windows are bright and clean, and the white marble floor has been cleaned spotlessly. It is so clear that people can be reflected, and there is not much smoke and fire.

Wherever he went, there was coldness everywhere.

Chu Jin followed him to the living room.

"Mr. Mo, do you have a first aid kit here?" Chu Jin put his backpack on the sofa and looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

Under the light, the man stood there sternly, his black eyes darkened. At this moment, he was different from the aloofness in the past, and he was a little more popular.

Exuding the exclusive charm of a successful man from top to bottom.

The bright red blood on the shoulder did not look embarrassed, but added a bit of unique mystery to him.

It's hard to move your eyes away.

Different from the hypocritical aristocratic aura of Shen Lingtian, this kind of man is always the kind of high-ranking person who attracts everyone's attention wherever he goes.

This kind of domineering aura cannot be cultivated overnight.

Mo Zhixuan ignored the injury on his shoulder, with his usual expression, "Yes, I'll get it for you."

Taking advantage of the time when he left, Chu Jin quickly took out a blue porcelain bottle from the Ziyin Spirit Box.

This is an ancient golden sore medicine that she concocted a few days ago based on the "Ode to the Miraculous Doctor".

It is said that the formula is the one that has been lost for a long time.

I don't know if it's really that magical.

Just can try it today.

After about two or three minutes, Mo Zhixuan walked over with a first aid kit with a white plus sign in his hand.

Chu Jin took the first aid kit.

Open it, and the medicine tools inside are very complete.

Looking up at the man standing in front of her, she said silently three times in her heart, "there are no men and women in front of the doctor", then parted her red lips, and said in a low voice, "Take off your clothes first."

Mo Zhixuan's face was calm, but his eyes darkened a little.

The corners of the thin and cool lips slightly evoked a slight arc, and the thin lips were slightly parted.

A deep, magnetic voice sounded above her head.

"You come."

Chu Jin raised her eyes in surprise, and frowned slightly, "I'm coming? This... I'm afraid it's not right."

This person looked cold and ascetic, he did not expect to say such a thing.

You can't tell what you look like.

Let her undress him, why doesn't he go to heaven?

Mo Zhixuan looked at her, his deep eyes were dark, and he said slowly, "There is no man or woman in front of the doctor, what's wrong with that?"

Yu Luo added, "My shoulder hurts."

The tone of voice was not as cold and hard as before, and it carried a hint of grievance.

Chu Jin froze for a moment, thinking that he was injured for himself, his attitude softened.

It's just taking off your clothes, whoever takes off is not taking off.

It's not like I haven't seen a man's naked body before.

Thinking of this, Chu Jin's mentality became calmer.

He looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

The top button of the pure white shirt has not been fastened, revealing the delicate collarbone and sexy Adam's apple.

It looks austere and cold in this way.

On the top is the cold and delicate lower jaw with clear lines.

Chu Jin's beautiful eyes flashed lightly, she stopped looking at him, stood on tiptoe, and began to unbutton one by one.

After finally untying the last button, Chu Jin heaved a sigh of relief.

He just peeled off his shirt and threw it into the trash can beside him.

The whole process was done in one go, without the slightest sloppiness.

Mo Zhixuan is the typical kind of person who looks thin when dressed, but looks fleshy when undressed.

Broad shoulders and thin waist, eight-pack abs, and that undulating vest line...

Everything shows that this is a man with a good figure.

Chu Jin only glanced lightly, then hurriedly looked away, and his gaze fell on his shoulder.

There was a bloody mess, bleeding out, and some tiny vase fragments stuck in the flesh.

It hurts to look at it.

This man actually walked all the way without saying a word, and went to get her the medicine box as if nothing had happened.

This is how much perseverance.

Chu Jin looked up at him with a little more admiration in his eyes, pointing to the sofa and said, "Mr. Mo, sit down first, and I'll clean your wound."

Mo Zhixuan did not speak.

A pair of phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, looking past Chu Jin and out of the window.

A sharp cold light reflected from the bottom of his eyes.

Pupils shrank suddenly.

——That is the light refracted by the special hidden weapon!

If he read correctly, the hidden weapon was aimed at Chu Jin!

Before he had time to think about it, Mo Zhixuan stretched out his long arms, hugged Chu Jin, and said two words, "Don't move!"

It was a very deep and cold voice, tinged with a bitter chill.

You don't need to look to know that his brows must be tightly wrinkled at this moment.

Chu Jin also felt his abnormality and the dangerous breath in the air.

And that chilly body temperature.

It was too late to say it, and before Chu Jin could react, he felt dizzy for a while, Mo Zhixuan hugged her and fell directly on the sofa next to him, with a piece of flying blue hair.

The flying hidden weapon passed through the black hair!

At the same time, there was a 'bang' crackling sound in the room.

A few blue hairs slowly fell to the ground.

A black shadow flashed past the window!

The whole body of the man in black was wrapped tightly, and he wore a very hideous mask on his face, only revealing a pair of sinister eyes.

He was hiding on a dense camphor tree outside the window, his dark eyes were fixed on the two people in the house.

Just a little bit!

That woman died by his own hands!

That hidden weapon almost missed her!

If it wasn't for Zheng Chuyi, he wouldn't have risked his hands on Mo Zhixuan's territory.

Sure enough, he still underestimated the position of this woman in Mo Zhixuan's heart.

It seems that it will be a disaster for this Chu Jin to stay in the world.

If she doesn't die, Zheng Chuyi will have no peace.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and there was a calculation in his heart, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the air.

**

inside the house.

The atmosphere is so subtle.

Chu Jin was subconsciously protected by Mo Zhixuan, and the distance was a little close.

When he turned around and looked back, his eyes met each other. The light in his eyes was like a night without stars, deep, bottomless, and boundless, as if he wanted to suck people in.

Let people have nowhere to hide.

Chu Jin suddenly didn't dare to look him in the eyes, turned his head away, and stood up from the ground, "You get up first."

Only then did Mo Zhixuan realize his gaffe, coughed lightly, and immediately stood up from the ground.

Under the white crystal light, the girl's jade-like face was stained with blush, and her long and curly eyelashes trembled, casting a shallow silhouette.

When you get close, you will find that there is hardly a trace of pores on the skin that can be blown apart, and it is as white as jade.

A faint fragrance lingers at the tip of the nose.

Slap!

A drop of blood fell down his shoulder onto Chu Jin's clothes, and a red plum bloomed on the white clothes.

Chu Jin came back to his senses, and raised his hand to touch it. After seeing the bright red blood on his fingertips, his face turned pale. Only then did he realize that he was injured.

"You're injured!" Chu Jin's expression tightened.

Mo Zhixuan didn't care about his injuries at all, stood up from the ground calmly, sat on the sofa opposite, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table.

With a 'snap', a faint blue flame shot up from the cold lighter.

A little smoke curled up, obscuring Mo Zhixuan's handsome face, his phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, and his slender legs were crossed together, which was indescribably lazy and noble.

Chu Jin also quickly sat up from the sofa.

After his feet touched the ground, he realized that there was only one slipper left on his feet.

Simply, I didn't wear the other one, and went directly to the ground with bare feet.

Picking up the first aid kit on the side, walked to Mo Zhixuan, frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and directly smoked the cigarette stuck in the corner of his mouth, looking at him seriously, "Smoking is not conducive to wound healing, thank you just now. "

She knew very well the situation she was in just now, if it wasn't for him, she probably would have died by now.

This was probably the only one who dared to grab something from his hand.

Chu Jin then took out scissors and gauze from the first aid kit, and said to Mo Zhixuan, "Let me treat your wound first."

Mo Zhixuan's expression remained the same as usual, still ascetic and cold, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Although there is only one faint word, if you listen carefully, you will find that there is already a trace of depression in this deep and cold voice.

How could Chu Jin be in the mood to care about this now, she just wanted to heal his wound quickly, and then she could get out of here as soon as possible.

The room was so stuffy, it was so stuffy that people couldn't breathe.

After wiping the dirty blood from the wound, Chu Jin took out a few gold needles from his backpack and stuck a few needles on each of his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

...

Time passed by every minute and every second.

have to say.

Mo Zhixuan's injury was really serious, some fragments of the vase even pierced through the flesh and inserted into the blade.

Chu Jin frowned, and carefully disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged his wound...

The warm fingertips kept jumping on his skin.

The warmth flows along the blood, reaching deep in the heart.

Mo Zhixuan just looked down at her movements, his deep eyes smudged with a smile.

After the wound was successfully bandaged, Chu Jin began to explain some precautions.

"Try not to touch the water in the past few days, and spicy food is strictly prohibited, and be careful not to get infected and inflamed."

After Yuluo, he lowered his head and put the unused gauze medicine back into the first aid kit, restored it to its original state, picked up the backpack on the coffee table, and began to bid farewell to Mo Zhixuan, "It's getting late, I should go back too, Goodbye, Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhixuan followed her footsteps, picked up a black shirt on the hanger at the entrance, put it on, buttoned it, and said, "I'll see you off."

Chu Jin looked back and refused, "You are injured, so I won't bother you. I'll take a taxi at the door."

"It's okay," Mo Zhixuan said indifferently, "I just happen to be going back to the old house, so let's drop by."

Now that the words have been said for this sake, I have no reason to refuse.

Followed Mo Zhixuan into the car.

Sit in the co-pilot.

The two looked at each other silently all the way, but the atmosphere was not so awkward.

Just when Chu Jin thought that he would not speak again, Mo Zhixuan turned his head and slightly parted his lips, and asked, "Did you offend someone recently?"

The man just now was obviously aiming at her.

And with killing intent.

"No," Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said indifferently, "I'm a good boy with a good root in my motherland..."

Although Chu Jin said so, he also knew that the person in the afternoon was after him.

I was also thinking in my heart, who was going to make things difficult for her.

I didn't offend anyone during this time...

Mo Zhixuan's eyes are very dark, and those who dare to do something under his nose are definitely not idle people, so he confessed, "Be careful these days, and be more careful, if you encounter any troubles that cannot be solved , you can come to me."

...

Mo Zhixuan's speed was very fast, and after a while, he stopped at the edge of Zhao's villa.

Chu Jin opened the car door and got out of the car to thank her.

After Chu Jin left, Mo Zhixuan did not drive away directly, but got out of the car, leaned in front of the car door, and slowly lit a cigarette and burned it between his fingers.

He lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

This scene was included in the eyes of Zhao Yiling who was standing on the second floor of the villa.

Looking at it from her point of view, one can just see a handsome silhouette with a tall and straight figure and slender legs, leaning halfway in front of the car door. His handsome face is hidden under the hazy smoke, which looks a bit mysterious, like a person from outside the sky .

From a distance, there is a feeling of aloofness and coldness.

Although she couldn't see his face, she knew that this was a man with extraordinary talent.

Moreover, he is a powerful man.

Behind him is a world limited edition Bugatti Veyron!

This is not something money can buy.

Her eyes have always been poisonous.

I don't know what kind of luck that trash had, to be able to hook up with such an outstanding person!

She is really like her shameless mother!

There was a glimmer of light in Zhao Yiling's slightly squinted eyes.