Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 394 And here
Mo Jiu's fingers were very cold, but the place where his fingers touched seemed to be on fire, scorching hot.

Mo Jiu focused on applying ointment to Wuchen, but it was just a simple application of ointment. She didn't know that there would be a day when she was just applying medicine to a patient and had to focus her attention on the wound.

After Mo Jiu finished applying the ointment, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw his hand when Wu Chen grabbed him.

Mo Jiu slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Wuchen.

Seeing Wu Chen's expression, his heart skipped a beat and his fingers stopped.

A pair of eyes are as clear as crystals immersed in water, but the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, making them look charming. The pure pupils and seductive eye shapes are wonderfully blended into a very beautiful style, and the thin lips are as light as water.

"It's not just there that hurts."

Immediately afterwards, Wuchen took Mo Jiu's hand and gently placed it on his abdomen.

"And here..." There was a trace of grievance in Wuchen's voice.

When Mo Jiu thought that Wu Chen's injury was caused by himself, he felt guilty all of a sudden, and his tone softened a lot.

"Let me see."

Hearing this, Wuchen pulled the robe lightly, and the robe was opened, and the scenery from the chest to the lower abdomen can be seen at a glance.

Originally, Wuchen looked like a half-grown child, and Mo Jiu had seen it before, but Wuchen seemed to be more mature than before, and his youthful innocence had faded away. His firm chest and tight abdominal muscles all showed his strong masculinity, not a boy.

As Wu Chen said, there is indeed a bruise on the lower abdomen.It should also be caused by Mo Jiu's attack just now.

But it was really difficult for Mo Jiu to apply the ointment to him in this place.Mo Jiu paused for a moment, and said, "Paint it yourself."

As he said that, he was about to take out the hand-delivered ointment.However, his hand couldn't be pulled out from Wuchen's clenched palm.

Seeing Mo Jiu's evasive eyes, the corners of Wu Chen's lips curved in satisfaction.In his understanding, there is no option to apply the medicine himself.

"My arm is also injured, it's inconvenient. You really don't want to help me?"

The voice is a little low, as pitiful as a puppy abandoned by its owner.If Mojiu said that he would not help, she felt like a heinous villain, ruthless.

It's not that Mo Jiu doesn't want to help, it's just that in this place, she really helped him apply the ointment, and it felt like she was taking advantage of him.

The dust-free tone still affected Mo Jiu's normal judgment. If she thought about the problem rationally, she would find out why the man who injured his arm was so strong that she couldn't draw his wrist.

Mo Jiu seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if he had finally made a decision, and said, "Okay, then I'll do it. Show me the wound on your arm later."

Wuchen nodded in agreement, Mo Jiu sighed lightly, dipped some ointment with his fingertips, and began to apply Wuchen.

Mo Jiu's fingertips were slightly cool, combined with the mint ingredient in the ointment, it made Wuchen's lower abdomen feel cool and numb.

Wu Chen couldn't tell whether the numbness was due to the effect of the ointment or something else, but he suddenly felt thirsty.His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he stared at Mo Jiu's handsome face with deep eyes.

Mo Jiu's gaze was focused on his fingertips. The bruising wound was not big, and it could be over with just a few smears.But for some reason, it took a long time.

Mo Jiu had already held his breath, and even a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)