This shadow guard is kinda nice

The mist dissipated, and the golden rooster broke dawn.

Xiao Yichen woke up in a daze, rubbed his sore back, turned his head and saw Mo Ran who was still sleeping.

Last night, a farm family temporarily took them in. The old man said that there was a doctor in the village, and he took them to the doctor's house late at night.

The doctor was an elderly man. He looked at Moran's wound and shook his head, saying that the injury was serious, and he tried his best.

This treatment lasted most of the night, Xiao Yichen stayed by his side the whole time, watching the doctor clean up the wound, and then suture it stitch by stitch.The unconscious person also trembled in pain from time to time.

Xiao Yichen watched from the side, he didn't know what it was like, it was sour and astringent, he just felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Pay more attention, he has already developed a fever. I will prescribe some medicine and let him drink it. If the high fever still persists..." The doctor withdrew the injection, and there was obvious regret in his cloudy eyes, "If the fever persists If it goes down, eight out of ten times it will be a disease."

He paused and said, "Be prepared in your heart. I'm not sure how to treat this disease. Now I can only deal with his trauma first. You... try to avoid it as much as possible. This disease is very contagious."

"Let's figure out a way as soon as possible."

Xiao Yichen sat by the bed, a little dazed, he held Mo Ran's bloodless hand in his palm, his mood was extremely complicated, as if he had lost the ability to think, only the doctor's words were left circulating in his mind over and over again.

If the fever cannot be relieved, there are eight out of nine out of ten...

He woke up suddenly, terrified by the thought.

The doctor left at some point, sitting on the outside of the bed, Mo Ran's pale face half hidden in the darkness.

He squeezed Moran's fingers, sighed, soaked the veil in cold water for a while, folded it and placed it on Moran's forehead.

He stared at Mo Ran's face, speechless for a while, even if you are really sick, you will be fine, right?

Xiao Yichen, who had always been confident about everything, was a little uncertain for the first time, and he was afraid that if Mo Ran really didn't make it through like this.

Before that, he never thought that the person who had been following him for the rest of his life would disappear one day.

Although Mo Ran is taciturn, he is extremely loyal to him. Anyone may betray him, except Mo Ran. He has always felt that he is his own and will never leave him.

But suddenly one day, something beyond his control happened. He couldn't predict that after Mo Ran's death, he couldn't guarantee that Mo Ran could follow behind him again and be his most solid backing.

……

He stared at Mo Ran's face for a long time just like before he fell asleep last night, expecting those eyes to be opened, those eyes like cold stars, it would be a pity if he could never see them again.

After watching for a long time, the person on the bed still showed no signs of waking up. He was a little disappointed, and reached out to touch Mo Ran's forehead. It was still a little hot, but it was better than last night, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor was not bad.

He helped Mo Ran up and let his head rest in his arms. He was half naked, with bandages wrapped around his shoulders and abdomen.

His eyes lingered on Mo Ran's collarbone, and then moved down inch by inch.

From the two points on the chest to the tight waist and abdomen, the body that has practiced martial arts all year round is very lean, with sharp curves and a very explosive beauty.

His fingers touched it unconsciously, feeling the warm touch, the fingertips slid all the way down, stopped when they reached the waist, and touched the side instead.

On the back of Moran's waist, there is a small crescent-shaped trace of faint cyan.He hadn't noticed such an inconspicuous birthmark on Mo Ran's back before.

He gently placed the person on his lap, stroking the place with his fingertips back and forth, staring at the little crescent moon.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand and took the person back into his arms. He didn't deliberately avoid anything, and slowly removed the bandages tied to Mo Ran's body, revealing the hideous wound.

Xiao Yichen's expression was cold, no matter who was behind the person who hurt him this time, he did not intend to let it go, the price that should be paid would not be less.

When the medicine was applied to the wound, the person in his arms groaned twice. He calmed down and comforted him softly, "Good boy, it will be fine in a while."

After the bandages were rewrapped, he put the man on his back on the bed, cleaned his hands, and went out.

After a while, Xiao Yichen came in with the medicine boiled by the doctor, helped him up again, Mo Ran's weak breath sprayed on the side of his neck, itching.

The spoon was placed next to Mo Ran's lips, and he opened his mouth unconsciously, unwilling to cooperate at all.

Xiao Yichen tried several times, but he refused to open his mouth, the black soup slid down the corners of his tightly closed lips, leaving a wet trace.

Xiao Yichen stretched out his hand, pinched Mo Ran's chin, forced him to open his mouth, the medicine juice was sent into his mouth, before he swallowed it completely, he coughed it all up.

Xiao Yichen wiped it clean for him with a veil, and the medicine was almost cold, so he went to the doctor to make a bowl again.

This time, Xiao Yichen had no choice but to take a sip of the medicine himself, then pinched Mo Ran's chin, and kissed him irresistibly.

He took the medicine by mouth, and the bitterness spread between their lips.

Mo Ran struggled, but couldn't spit out the medicinal juice, his lips were blocked, their tongues were intertwined, Xiao Yichen forced it, and the medicinal juice slipped into Mo Ran's throat.

Xiao Yichen let go of him, and licked the corner of his lower lip eagerly. Mo Ran's lips were unexpectedly soft, and he couldn't help but think about it.

Xiao Yichen's eyes darkened, looking at the thin lips glistening with ink, which were as red as blood, he stretched out his hand and wiped away the medicinal juice overflowing from the corner of his lips with his thumb.

Xiao Yichen picked up the medicine bowl, took another sip, put one hand on Mo Ran's head, and kissed Mo Ran's head again.

Mo Ran groaned, provoking Xiao Yichen into a ruthless bite, and bit Mo Ran's soft lips.

Moran took the pain and sobbed softly, the bitter medicine slipped into his throat again.

……

At noon, Xiao Yichen bid farewell to the doctor. He came here last night in order to have a place to treat Mo Ran's wound first. There is no need to stay in this small village now. The follow-up wound treatment should be left to Mrs. Only the doctors in the hospital can reassure him.

With the benevolence of a doctor, the doctor gave Xiao Yichen some careful instructions before letting the two of them leave. Before leaving, Xiao Yichen gave him all the silver on his body.

He came out in a hurry, and he didn't bring any valuables with him, only these silver taels were used to thank him for his dedicated treatment last night.

The doctor refused to accept it at first, saying that he would not be able to use such a large amount of silver. They are a small village. Normally, people in the village would come to him if they had a headache. , Even if he doesn't give him a penny, he will treat her.

Xiao Yichen insisted, but the doctor had no choice but to accept it in the end. Before Xiao Yichen left, he looked at the person in Xiao Yichen's arms, and said: "With you taking care of him every step of the way, he will definitely get better."

Xiao Yichen smiled, "Thank you, thank you for your kind words."

Taishoufu

Ning Dao had just returned from the suburbs. He supervised the construction of the new isolation area for half a day. Before his butt was hot, the housekeeper hurried in.

"What's the point of being in a hurry?" He scolded with a frown.

But the housekeeper didn't care about that much, he said directly: "The money was transported away in advance, and the people above didn't get anything, and even lost a lot of people for nothing."

Ning Dao wondered, "Didn't you already write a letter to tell them that King Xuan knew about it? Why did you send someone?"

The housekeeper thought for a while, "We knew it too late, maybe the letter hadn't been delivered to them yet, they didn't know, they had already arrived at the cave, and were ambushed by King Xuan's people in advance."

Ning Dao was silent, thinking that King Xuan's people had been waiting there since Amu came back and told him that the silver had been transported to the cave without error.

"Where's Amu?" He asked.

The butler was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and turned around to go out to grab this sloppy thing, Ning Dao asked again.

"Is there any news from Madam and Zhiyuan? Where are they?"

The butler's footsteps stopped, he turned his head and said, "Not yet."

Ning Dao waved his hand in annoyance, "Okay, let's go."

The butler nodded and backed away. Not long after, he came back again.

Seeing him coming in alone, Ning Dao probably knew something.

"That kid ran away, and no one can be found where he used to live." The housekeeper said through gritted teeth.

Ning Dao sighed, he ran away a long time ago, and he couldn't catch up with him, even if he caught him back, he wouldn't be able to explain to his superiors.

"Forget it, let him run away."

The butler still wanted to say something, but seeing his exhausted appearance, he silently backed out.

Ning Dao leaned back on the chair and sat paralyzed for a long time. There was nothing in his head, not to mention the loss of money, and they lost so many people. If it is to blame...

No, he shuddered, he couldn't sit and wait for death like this, he had to find a way to save it.

He propped his head, lost in thought.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xiao Yichen: His lips are so soft, I want to do it again~

Ink dye: "..."

Xiao Yichen raised his eyelids slightly, "Why, not happy?"

Mo Ran didn't speak, took a step forward, and took the initiative to put his lips against it.

Xiao Yichen was satisfied, and pressed the back of Mo Ran's head, his eyes nearly disappeared from laughing!!!