Morning Star

Mo Xinglan paused and said, "Aren't you going to look for your mother? Why haven't you gone yet?"

"I'll go later."

As she spoke, she took out a bottle of medicine that she usually used to apply medicine to green radish, as well as gauze from her personal space: "I'll bandage the wound on your wrist first."

"Need not."

Chujiu ignored Mo Xinglan's refusal and grabbed his left wrist.

Mo Xinglan frowned, trying to pull his hand out of Chujiu's clutches.

How could Chujiu let him succeed? Taking advantage of the fact that the man was still not fully recovered, he pulled hard, then stepped forward and hugged Mo Xinglan's hand in his arms.

She looked up at him innocently, "If you're injured, you have to treat it. Don't delay even if it's a minor injury. If the wound gets infected, it will become serious, and you might even lose your hand."

Seeing Mo Xinglan's idiotic look, Chujiu continued, "Don't disbelieve me, I've encountered this situation many times. Because of not paying attention, a minor injury turned into a major injury, and eventually the person had to be amputated. In some cases, the person died. Isn't that scary?"

"..." If this was going to happen, it would have happened a long time ago. It didn't happen before, and it won't happen now. Besides, how could he let this happen when he knows medical skills?

"Chujiu, why are you helping me like this?" Mo Xinglan looked at Chujiu and asked coldly.

She blinked twice but didn't answer immediately.

Because I want to improve my favorability and because I want to go home.

Of course I won’t tell him, and I can’t tell him.

"Well... I am not like some people who don't know how to repay a favor. I am helping you like this because you kept my affairs a secret. Also, this is just to thank you for sending me back to the Chu family."

"..." This time Mo Xinglan didn't ask any more questions, nor did he refuse.

Seeing that Mo Xinglan no longer refused, Chujiu let go of his arm and began to bandage his wound.

Chujiu held Mo Xinglan's hand with his left hand, and carefully lifted up his wide sleeves with his right hand, revealing his white arms.

The bright red wound on his wrist was particularly conspicuous on Mo Xinglan's fair arm. Fortunately, he had already stopped bleeding.

When Chujiu saw the wound on his wrist, his eyebrows raised. He raised his eyes and jokingly said, "Are you sure you didn't commit suicide by cutting your wrist?"

"No." Mo Xinglan replied indifferently.

Why would he commit suicide if he was fine? He couldn't die before he finished what he needed to do.

Chujiu raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up in front of Mo Xinglan, saying admiringly, "Awesome. I see your face is so pale, you must have lost a lot of blood, right? Your brain is still clear, you are amazing. I admire you."

What on earth had this guy been doing? He was so strong, how could there be a cut on his wrist for no reason? How much blood had he lost?

It’s weird.

Chujiu carefully applied the ointment on the wound on Mo Xinglan's wrist, and then wrapped the wound with gauze.

When she was on Earth, she had never treated other people's wounds, only her own, but those were all minor wounds caused by carelessness. She was also very afraid of pain, so she was always careful in everything she did, and rarely got injured.

But how come she found out that after coming to Hualing, she often treated and bandaged other people's wounds?

As soon as I arrived here, I treated the wounds of the black-hearted monster, then it was the green ivy, and now it is the black-hearted monster again.

Luoluo was the original owner's personal maid. She was often beaten by the original owner and occasionally got angry at others, so it was normal for her to have injuries on her body.

But what's wrong with this guy? Why is he always injured? Although this time it was only a minor injury, excessive blood loss can also be fatal. Is he also being bullied?

No way? He is so powerful, who dares to bully him?

So what is going on? I don't understand. I really don't understand.

After bandaging, she tied a bow. Chujiu looked at the bow and smiled with satisfaction. The bow she tied was really beautiful.

“……”Mo Xinglan looked at the bow tie that Chujiu and she tied with disdain.

Chujiu blinked her big watery eyes innocently and asked with a smile: "I made a bow tie. Does it look good?"

“…It doesn’t look good.” Mo Xinglan said with disdain.

"..."

Why are you still disgusted by this? It's obviously very beautiful. Besides, it's fine if you just cover it with your sleeves, why are you so disgusted?

He just tied a bow on his head with a headband.

Chujiu looked at the bow tied with a headband on Mo Xinglan's head and said, "The bow I tied just matches the bow tied with your headband. Hehe."

"..."Mo Xinglan was speechless.

Can they be the same? Can they be different? He didn’t tie his hairband into a bow, could it be that he tied it into a knot?

Wait, after thinking about it, how did he realize that he only knew how to tie bows and knots?

And it was his mother who taught him how to tie a bow.

The two of them had just stopped talking for a while when they heard a voice coming from the gate of the yard: "Little Sister Jiu?"

Chujiu and Mo Xinglan heard the voice, turned around, and saw Mo Yan walking in.

"Hey, Brother Mo Yan." Chujiu put on a professional smile.

Mo Yan looked at Mo Xinglan who was sitting, then looked at Chujiu who was sitting next to him, and asked in confusion: "Why is Sister Jiu here?"

A man and a woman were staying in a yard, sitting together, and they had only been together for one day.

It seems strange no matter how I think about it.

Are they that familiar with each other?

Chujiu turned his head to look at Mo Xinglan, but he was looking at him expressionlessly.

Then he turned to look at Mo Yan and pointed at Mo Xinglan: "This is not him..."

"Brother, is there anything I can do for you?" Mo Xinglan interrupted Chujiu with a smile before he could finish his words.

"Why? You can't come to see your third brother if you have nothing to do?" Mo Yan said half-jokingly.

"..."

Chujiu was stunned for a moment after being interrupted and looked at Mo Xinglan in confusion.

Didn't this guy have a cold face just now? He smiled so quickly. And why didn't he let her finish her words? Could it be that he didn't want Mo Yan to know that he had lost too much blood? Aren't they brothers?

This family is a bit weird.

Mo Xinglan smiled slightly: "Of course."

He said so and had a smile on his face, but he didn't ask Mo Yan to sit down.

But Mo Yan didn't care at all and sat at the stone table.

As soon as he sat down, he heard a voice: "Why is Big Brother here too?"

That’s right, this person is the second young master of the Mo family, Mo Mingjie.

Mo Mingjie walked into the yard and stared at the three people sitting at the stone table with surprise.

However, his expressions were different when he saw the three people.

When he saw Mo Xinglan, he had a look of disdain on his face. When he saw Chujiu, he was shocked and had undisguised hatred towards her. And when he saw Mo Yan, he was only shocked.

"Oh, I'm defeated. I wanted to ask you yesterday, how have you been doing in the past five years?"

She had not intended to speak to Mo Mingjie like this, but when she thought about how the original owner had bullied Mo Mingjie, the deep conflict between them, and the look in Mo Mingjie's eyes just now, she began to think.

She felt that she should speak according to the original owner's habits, otherwise it might arouse others' suspicion.

What happened at the dinner table yesterday at noon already made her feel guilty, and she couldn’t let the secret get out again.

But the three brothers are all here, and she is the only one from the Chu family. Should she find a chance to leave?

No, no, with the original owner's personality, he would have to be extremely thick-skinned and couldn't leave.

Mo Mingjie's mouth twitched when he heard her words, and he could no longer hold back his anger.

He pointed at Chujiu's nose and yelled, "When did this young master become your defeated opponent? You were clearly cheating, and you still have the nerve to say that. Do you have any shame?"

"Haha." She propped her chin with one hand, her face full of disdain: "You said that I am shameless? I haven't even said that you are shameless for bullying the weak. And it's also because you are not smart enough that you fell into my trap and lost to me who has almost no cultivation. Tell me, are you stupid?"

"You! Chujiu, I'm going to tear your mouth apart today." Mo Mingjie was so angry that he was about to step forward and pull Chujiu's arm.

Mo Yan shook his head helplessly when he saw this, raised his hand and pulled him: "Okay Mingjie, don't forget your parents' warning, don't make trouble."

Only then did he reluctantly let go of his hand, glared at Chujiu, and found a seat to sit down.

Chujiu pursed his lips indifferently and drew circles on the table with his chin supported.

During the whole process of the two people quarreling, Mo Xinglan was just watching the show.

Mo Mingjie, who had just had an argument with Chujiu, was still angry.

There is no way to vent Chujiu's anger, someone will always have to bear the blame for him.

So Mo Xinglan became a punching bag.

"My brother and I have been here for a while, and you are just sitting here?"

He glared at Mo Xinglan angrily, wishing he could kick him.

Mo Xinglan took a deep breath, stood up and lowered his eyes: "Brother, please wait a moment, I will go get some tea."

After saying that, he planned to go into the house.

But just as he raised his leg to put it down, a foot blocked his feet.

But he had expected that the raised leg did not fall where Mo Mingjie expected, but just stepped on the foot he had deliberately stretched out.

He immediately cried out in pain and pointed at him and cursed: "Mo Xinglan, are you blind?"

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and asked in confusion: "Didn't Second Brother's feet not rest here just now?"

"Are you trying to say that I did it on purpose?" He was about to stand up.

Mo Yan raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, warning with his eyes: "Enough is enough."

He snorted coldly before giving up, looking up at Mo Xinglan: "Aren't you going to pour tea? What are you doing standing here?"

Mo Xinglan walked into the house without saying anything.

After Mo Xinglan walked a distance away, Mo Mingjie snorted in disgust: "He was born by his mother but not raised by her."

Chujiu glanced at him lightly. Finally, there was someone she found more annoying than the original owner.

But no matter how I think about it, it feels strange.

Judging from the expressions of Mo Mingjie and Mo Yan just now, they should treat Mo Xinglan like this often.

But, she learned a lot of information today.