"Mo Yichen, I beg you, please wake up quickly." Ye Luo couldn't help but burst into tears. How could he do this? How dare she accept these eyes.
"Don't...mind me...go back to the capital...quickly..." Mo Yichen, who was in a coma, shouted excitedly and didn't know what he dreamed of. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together, "It's cold...don't be afraid..."
Ye Luo leaned close to Mo Yichen and whispered comforting, "Mo Yichen, what did you dream about? I'm fine. My eyes are healed and the medicine has been delivered."
"Why is there so much blood?" Ye Luo covered the quilt again and accidentally saw another pool of blood on the new sheet. When he opened it, he saw the blood on Mo Yichen's right hand and held it tightly in his hand.
There is something that has turned red.
Carefully picking up his right hand and twisting a handkerchief to wipe away the blood, it was shocking to see the flesh protruding from the palm of his hand. Why didn't the master also bandage his hand? Ye Luo took it out from the medical box on the table.
He opened his right hand with medicine and gauze, only to find that Mo Yichen was holding the things in his hand so tightly that he couldn't take them out. Instead, the more he pulled them out, the closer he got. It was completely unconscious.
action.
What was so important that he protected it so closely?
"Mo Yichen, I'm Ye Luo, please let go first, I'm just helping you apply the medicine." Ye Luo whispered in his ear over and over again.
Maybe Mo Yichen heard it in his coma, and his hand was finally opened slowly by Ye Luo. Ye Luo looked at the bloody hand and did not dare to take the paper away directly, and took out the tweezers made by his master from the medical box.
Little by little, peel the paper away from the attached flesh.
Regardless of what the piece of paper was, Ye Luo picked up the wine again and dipped a cotton ball in the wine to disinfect it. Mo Yichen, should I say you are lucky? Although these injuries are serious, Master has a medicine that can heal them.
You don't leave any scars all over your body. Did you know that you can leave no scars? That's why you don't cherish yourself so much, and even your face was almost ruined.
Ye Luo was worried and angry, so he exerted force on his hand, and Mo Yichen cried out in pain. Only then did Ye Luo realize that he was absent-minded, and gently helped him apply medicine and bandage.
Picking up the blood-stained paper, he hesitated and opened it. Before he could look at it, he heard a hoarse but unignorable voice saying, "What are you doing? Who asked you to take my things?"
Ye Luo dropped the paper, blinked, and stared at Mo Yichen on the bed in disbelief. He was awake, he was really awake.
Regardless of his injury, Mo Yichen reached out and grabbed the paper that was about to fall to the ground again. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bow tied on his hand, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
"Haha, Mo Yichen, you're awake, you're awake..." Ye Luo stood there stupidly, looking at that handsome face. Although it was injured, it did not affect her at all from becoming a nymphomaniac.
Mo Yichen smiled lowly. This silly girl really hadn't changed at all. She could still act like a nymphomaniac with his face now. Looking at this woman with tears on her face, she said softly, "Luo'er..."
The pain in her body made him suddenly startled, and she cried. She clenched the paper in her hand to prevent herself from looking at the eyes that made him fascinated. She said coldly, "Who asked you to come here? What did you see?"
"Uh." The cold voice was familiar but unfamiliar, which brought the nymphomaniac girl back to her senses. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Mo Yichen with concern, "You're awake. How do you feel? Is it painful?"
The sudden shadow made her eyes darken, and her eyes as bright as stars were even more dazzling. Her eyes could be seen, and the face she longed for was so close, making Mo Yichen slightly absent-minded. The crystal in the corner of his eyes made him extremely distressed, but still
He said seriously, "What did you just see?"
"Are you talking about this piece of paper? I just opened it and you woke up, so you didn't have time to read it." Ye Luo tried his best to sound cheerful.
Mo Yichen's piece of paper was covered in blood, but I still saw it. I saw a woman, a woman in white...
Although the blood stains blurred her face, she must be a very beautiful woman, and this woman is her.
Even when you are unconscious you still refuse to let go...
"Don't touch my things in the future." Fortunately, she didn't see it. This painting was a temporary painting before he left that day, and he kept it with him.
Mo Yichen was very conflicted. He hoped that she would see the painting and the woman in the painting and know his feelings, but he did not want her to see it. He was afraid that he would not dare to be cruel again.
Since she always thought that she liked someone else, she kept misunderstanding.
"Mo Yichen, what is this piece of paper? Is it a map of the treasure? It's so tightly guarded that I can't even break it open, for fear that someone else will snatch it away." Ye Luo felt sour in his heart.
"Is there anything else? I'm awake now. If nothing happens, I want to have a good rest." His cold words were as cold as frost.
"It's nothing, you have a good rest, I'll be here with you." Ye Luo said nonchalantly.
"The eldest lady of the Ye family really doesn't know etiquette as the rumors say. Although you are a doctor, don't you know how to avoid suspicion when men and women live in the same room?" Mo Yichen sneered in a hoarse voice.
Ye Luo felt a pain in his heart and smiled, "Men and women need to avoid suspicion when they live in the same room, but there is no need for couples."
"Didn't Miss Ye receive the letter of divorce from me? I have already divorced you, so how can we talk about husband and wife? Fortunately, I would like to advise you that Miss Ye should read the female precepts carefully. Maybe in the future
I can still marry into a good family." Mo Yichen endured the pain and turned over, facing away from Ye Luo.
"Are you talking about this?" Ye Luo took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, pulled it gently, and successfully separated the words "Xiu" and "Book". When Mo Yichen turned around, his face
Shang smiled slyly, unable to put the pieces together under Mo Yichen's glare.
Mo Yichen heard a hiss, and an inexplicable joy surged in her heart. She tore up the divorce letter, turned around slowly, suppressed the emotions she shouldn't have in her heart, and said coldly, "Princess, I'm afraid I've made a mistake."
You think that by tearing up the divorce letter, you can cover up the fact that you have been divorced."
Ye Luo was a little angry. Damn it. In ancient times, divorce did not require signatures from both husband and wife. All it took was the husband writing a piece of paper. She was so angry.
"My lord, have you forgotten that you tore up a divorce note two months ago? That means your share is torn and mine is gone. Then we are still husband and wife." Ye Luo gritted his teeth and said brightly.
He smiled. The divorce letter required two copies, but he was asked to tear up one copy.
Damn Mo Yichen, I gave you a chance, but you tore up the divorce letter yourself.
Mo Yichen looked at the woman standing there with a bright face, feeling fuzzy in his heart, lamenting that he had really shot himself in the foot. After not seeing her for two months, this girl's little mouth became much smarter.