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When Doctor Mo hurriedly followed Heiyu with the medicine box on his back, Gu Qinghua was lying peacefully on the bed.

The purple clothes seemed to blend into the dark black mattress.

"Leader, Dr. Mo will bring you here." Hei Yu said.

"I've met the leader." Doctor Mo looked at Mo Chenxuan with some fear.

In Gu Qinghua's house, Gu Qinghua was lying on the bed, Mo Chenxuan stood with his hands behind his hands, and Bai Ling stood beside him.

"Don't be stunned, quickly see how the right protector's injury is." Mo Chenxuan waved his hand and said.

Doctor Mo nodded, placed the medicine box on the ground aside, sat on the square stool next to the bed and began to diagnose the unconscious Gu Qinghua's pulse.

After a long time

"How is the right protector's health?" Mo Chenxuan couldn't help but asked.

"Reporting to the leader, the right protector suffered internal injuries and was also hit by Ruanjin powder. Fortunately, the right protector has strong bones and is not seriously injured. I will take some medicine and take it for a few days, and it will be fine."

"Well, go down and send someone to cook the medicine." Mo Chenxuan ordered.

Doctor Mo left hurriedly.

Mo Chenxuan stood in front of the bed, staring at the sleeping man wearing a golden butterfly mask. When he thought about what he had just done to this man, regret and self-blame rushed into his heart.

"What's going on? Ah Xuan, I heard that senior brother fainted. What's going on?" An Xiang, wearing a fairy dress with wide sleeves and a fairy skirt, came over in a hurry.

It came in such a hurry that she even forgot to bring her favorite little fox.

Mo Chenxuan opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Why don't you speak?"

Anxiang glanced at Mo Chenxuan suspiciously, then looked at Gu Qinghua who was sleeping on the bed, and said.

"Guardian Zuo, actually" Bai Ling was about to explain for his leader.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chenxuan interrupted Bai Ling and said, "Did Ah Xuan be reckless and hurt senior brother?"

Anxiang opened her eyes wide, her beautiful face was full of disbelief, she pointed at Mo Chenxuan, with a hint of hatred: "Axuan, you can't really believe that crazy girl yesterday The nonsense? The world thought that the purpose of imprisoning the senior brother in the water prison yesterday was to relax the real meticulous work and find him. Who knows, you actually hurt the senior brother today. Have you forgotten that for so many years, the senior brother has been How do you take care of us?”

Mo Chenxuan lowered his head and remained silent.

Even though he is the leader of a sect and has unparalleled martial arts skills, in front of An Xiang and Chong Guang, he is still the junior disciple who is tired of practicing and can't bear the hardship.

Mo Chenxuan felt that he had experienced too much suffering in his life.

After meeting his master, senior sister, and senior brother, he enjoyed what family affection is.

No one knows that Mo Chenxuan, who has always been bloodthirsty, really wants to protect this family relationship. After his master disappeared, the most important people in his life were only Chongguang and Anxiang.

But he is not good at words, especially after he ascended to the position of leader, he rarely talks to his senior brothers and sisters.

He had blood on his hands and there would be more in the future.

He must be ruthless so that he doesn't have any weaknesses.

"Cough cough."

Gu Qinghua, who had been lying on the bed for a while, "woke up leisurely" and said, "Junior sister, I'm fine."

Gu Qinghua seemed to want to get up, but he couldn't get up when he raised his hands. After all, he still had the effect of Ruanjin San on his body and was hit by Mo Chenxuan's palm, so how could he get up easily.

And Mo Chenxuan, who was closest to him, was naturally the first one to come over and help him up.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Mo Chenxuan was acting like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for his parents to reprimand him.

"It's nothing. Ah Xuan, don't blame yourself, senior brother won't blame you."

Gu Qinghua's tolerance made Mo Chenxuan blame himself even more and no longer associate him with "Gu Qinghua".

"Senior brother, you're fine." Anxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile returned to his face.

Gu Qinghua looked at Mo Chenxuan and then at An Xiang.