The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 658 Since You Are Here

Something burned in Mo Junting's eyes.

He held her face gently, with a low and gentle voice: "I didn't look at her."

"Who knows." Yan Zhixin wrinkled her nose and said, "You don't want to watch it in public, if..."

Mo Junting laughed.

Raising his hand to cover her eyes, his eyes were full of doting, and he said in a low voice: "No matter when, my audience is only you."

Then, his lips fell again.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

After a while, he hugged her whole body, entered her room, kicked the door behind him, and put her on the big soft bed.

Yan Zhixin's rationality finally came back, and she struggled to push him away: "No!"

Mo Junting pressed her waist to keep her from moving. He saw himself full of longing in her bright eyes, and kissed her lightly on her eyelashes: "I will be gentle."

Yan Zhixin blushed and poked his wound with her fingers: "You haven't removed the stitches yet, what if they tear? You don't take care of your body, I want to complain to Ling Feng!"

Mo Junting: "..."

For the first time, Mo Junting learned to speak harshly like her: "Wait for me to remove the stitches..."

Yan Zhixin snorted and turned her head away.

Two days later, Mo Junting was finally able to remove the stitches.

Yan Zhixin accompanied Mo Junting to the infirmary, and personally watched him remove the stitches.

His injury was a bullet, and the wound was not serious. Ling Feng's skill in taking the bullet was also very good, without leaving too hideous scars.

She blushed a little, stared straight at it in embarrassment, pretended to study anti-inflammatory drugs, and read it with a manual, but her mind wandered to nowhere.

Mo Junting glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc.

After removing the thread, Ling Feng gave a few routine instructions, Yan Zhixin was about to go out after listening, when Ling Feng suddenly called her: "Since you're here, let me draw some blood?"

Yan Zhixin's vigilance suddenly rose to an unprecedented height: "Why are you drawing blood so well?"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "I was in a hurry last time with the young master, and I didn't check the residue of DH99 and the status of the antibody for you in the end. Now I'm here, let me take a look?"

Yan Zhixin didn't know what was going on with DH99 and the antibody, but seeing that Mo Junting nodded, she also asked Ling Feng to draw blood.

Ling Feng started hemodialysis immediately after the blood was drawn.

During the period, Mo Junting received a call and went out.

Yan Zhixin waited for the result, as soon as Ling Feng came out, she immediately asked, "How is it?"

Ling Feng handed her the report: "DH99 disappeared very cleanly, so don't worry about affecting the central nervous system. As for the sequelae, you can test your current body..."

Halfway through speaking, he realized that the person in front of him was not an ordinary patient.

If he really asked her to do the sensitivity test, Mo Junting probably would have drowned him before the report came out.

So, he abruptly changed the words to: "It doesn't matter if you don't need to test it, it's all good anyway."

Yan Zhixin sounded a little weird, but she believed in Ling Feng's medical skills, he said he recovered safely, so she had nothing to worry about, so she turned and went back to her room.

When she was holding the cotton swab, she accidentally stained the white clothes with the iodophors from the blood draw. She wanted to go back and change, but before she went upstairs, she saw Ning Xianya walking towards her.

When she was not crying or fussing, Ning Xianya was a standard lady with a graceful posture and high-quality clothes, always exuding a noble and elegant charm.

(End of this chapter)