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Chapter 380 The Marshal and the Doctor 8

After Mo Heng regained consciousness, he immediately felt someone by his side. Living on the edge of a knife for a long time made Mo Heng instantly wary. He didn't know where he was or who saved him.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Mo Heng tried his best to steady his breathing, did not open his eyes immediately, and pretended to be still unconscious.

He could feel gauze wrapped around his waist and abdomen. The person next to him was wiping his body with a towel. The other person's movements were very gentle and the water temperature was just right. He was a very caring and gentle person.

When the other person wiped the side of his face, Mo Heng smelled a faint fragrance on the other person, which was the scent of snow lotus.

It’s Dr. Chu.

Yes, when he was shot, he was only thinking about finding Dr. Chu, and the only thing in his mind was Chu Yun's face. In the end, he fainted at the door of the other's apartment.

It seemed like a coincidence that before I was found by the people over there, I was picked up by Dr. Chu.

An hour later, Chu Jun finally managed to take care of Mo Heng. The man's vital signs had stabilized, and he was no longer in danger of death. Chu Jun could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After taking a break, Chu Jun finally had the energy to think about other issues.

For example, why was Mo Heng shot?

And why did he collapse at the door of his own apartment?

Will he be in danger again?

However, the person who could answer him had not woken up yet. Even though Chu Jun was anxious, he could only wait until Mo Heng regained consciousness.

Mo Heng was placed on his own bed, so Chu Jun could only make do with sleeping on the sofa tonight.

Fortunately, the sofa is soft, so sleeping on it for a night is not a big deal.

Chu Jun had slept on the hardest bed on the ship back home, but she wasn't that picky.

Chu Jun had already worked all day today and was very tired when he got off work. Then he took care of Mo Heng until late at night. After washing up, he lay down and fell asleep soon after.

Mo Heng felt that the surroundings had become quiet. The kind-hearted Dr. Chu must have fallen asleep. His breathing was shallow and he was sleeping soundly.

Slowly opening his eyes, Mo Heng could feel that his body was still very weak and he had no strength. It was a pipe dream to want to leave.

He recalled the scene before he fainted.

Because there was a traitor among his own people, the plan was exposed and he fell into an ambush by the enemy.

Although he escaped unscathed in the end, he was still shot and trapped in the enemy's encirclement.

I don’t know if it was because I was lucky, but he was still conscious after being shot in the abdomen and killed more than a dozen people.

Logically speaking, his blood should have been drained long ago, and being able to survive was already a blessing from God.

Mo Heng reached out to check the wound on his abdomen.

Doctor Chu is indeed a top student who studied abroad. His technique is very good and he wraps the gauze much better than I do.

He tried to sit up, but lying like that was too passive. If someone attacked him, he wouldn't be able to resist.

But in the end, he still failed. The wound was about to split open, and he stopped at the moment before the wound split open.

Out of some intuition, Mo Hengguai lay back on the bed.

He always felt that if Dr. Chu found out that his wound had split open tomorrow, he would not be in a good mood towards him.

It’s not easy to appease Dr. Chu when he’s angry.

I can get a glimpse of this from the fact that he didn't come back to find me the last time he left the big world.

The next morning, shortly after Chu Yun woke up, he found that Mo Heng had opened his eyes. He seemed to be conscious, so he must have been awake for some time.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Does the wound still hurt?" Although Chu Jun had made up his mind to question Mo Heng the night before, when he saw Mo Heng wake up, he still cared about his health first.

Mo Heng saw that there was no other emotion on Chu Jun's face, and he looked at him as if he were an ordinary patient.

Dr. Chu is obviously concerned about himself out of his professional ethics as a doctor.

Mo Heng felt his heart beating fast and felt a little sad.

Mo Heng hadn't slept much the entire night since he woke up. His wound was naturally painful, so he didn't pretend to be a tough guy in front of Chu Jun anymore. He told Dr. Chu the truth: "It hurts~"

She even secretly grasped the corner of Chu Yun's clothes, as if she was acting coquettishly. Perhaps she wanted to develop a closer relationship with Dr. Chu beyond the doctor-patient relationship.

Chu Jun was used to Mo Heng acting like a spoiled child, so she just let him do what he wanted. The fact that he could still act like a spoiled child at this time showed that he was in good spirits and had come back from the brink of death.

However, seeing Mo Heng's pale face, dark circles under his eyes, and haggard appearance, Chu Jun couldn't bring herself to accuse or question him. Muttering, "How can it not hurt when your abdomen is pierced?", he went to help Mo Heng find some painkillers.

When Chu Yun returned to the bedroom with the water and medicine, Mo Heng was already leaning against the head of the bed obediently, and without Chu Yun having to worry about it, he had already made a convenient position to drink the medicine.

"Here." Chu Jun put the painkiller in Mo Heng's hand and let him take it himself.

Then he pulled a chair over and sat beside the bed, with his arms folded across his chest, as if he had something to talk about.

Mo Heng knew at this point that if he displeased Dr. Chu, he would probably have to sleep on the floor of Chu Yun's house. He didn't dare ask any more questions and simply swallowed the medicine in one gulp. Then he just sat there quietly.

Chu Jun saw the man's eyes glancing in his direction vaguely, but he said nothing, as if he was waiting for him to ask.

"What? You don't want to explain?" Chu Jun took the initiative to speak as he wished.

This was the first time they had a face-to-face conversation since their "falling out" at the Great World three weeks ago. But it was clear that Dr. Chu still had a lot of opinions about him.

Mo Heng had been lying in bed for such a long time that he had naturally found an excuse to fool Chu Yun.

"Ahem." He coughed twice out of guilt before explaining, "Well, I'm a regular at Changsan Hall, right? I was trying to rob a drunk yesterday, but he was so blind that he shot me straight in the face."

Chu Jun didn't say anything, but looked at Mo Heng's black windbreaker with suspicion, which meant something like:

Are you wearing this to find a girl?

Mo Heng continued to lie, "I went there secretly, so I didn't wear anything conspicuous. I didn't bring any bodyguards with me, and now I was ambushed."

Mo Heng looked extremely sincere. To Chu Jun, even his eyes were filled with "Believe me! Believe me!", which made Chu Jun feel reluctant to expose Mo Heng's poor acting skills.

On the other hand, Mo Heng felt that he had excellent acting skills. Coupled with the performance he put on in front of Chu Jun at the Great World that day, Mo Heng was still confident that Dr. Chu would believe him.

Sure enough, Chu Jun frowned at him, as if he was very dissatisfied with Mo Heng's behavior. He stopped worrying about his injuries and started to lecture him: "Why don't you bring bodyguards? It's so dangerous outside these days. Besides, there are so many people in Changsan Hall, and there are all kinds of people. If you run into someone who doesn't know you, Young Master Mo, you deserve to be beaten!"

Seeing that Dr. Chu's focus had shifted, Mo Heng felt relieved and joked with Chu Yun, "Isn't he still alive?"

Chu Jun finally heard some heartfelt emotion from Mo Heng's mouth. Thinking that Mo Heng must have experienced something life-threatening last night, he didn't say anything more.

At least the person is still alive and well, and he still knows to crawl to his own door and then fall down, which is a relief.