Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

Mo Jiao raised his hand to protect the veil, but hesitated to speak.

Zhong Yixiao's eyes lit up, and he said in shock, "Why did you hurt your hand?"

Grabbing Mo Jiao's right hand, the scratch on the palm was clearly visible, it hadn't been properly bandaged yet, but seeing the flesh and blood exposed, Zhong Yixiao's heart ached so badly, she hurriedly brought the child back to the bedside to let him sit down, and took it The sore medicine and gauze in the next medicine box are bandaged for the child.

"How did you get hurt? It looks like you were cut with a knife, Jiaojiao, did someone bully you? Did you wash your hands just now, didn't you feel the wound hurt? Xiao Zuo said that you were taken away by your uncle ...Doesn't your uncle know how to take good care of you?"

Zhong Yixiao was muttering, and the movements of his hands were gentle and neat, pouring the medicine powder on the white and tender palm, seeing that Mo Jiao didn't even blink his eyes, instead he frowned and asked, "Does it not hurt?"

Mo Jiao came back to his senses, shook his head lightly, "It doesn't hurt."

I have tasted even more bone-chilling pain, and these small injuries and pains are nothing.

Zhong Yixiao was a little angry when he heard what he said, reached out and touched Mo Jiao's forehead, and said with a serious face: "You... the next time you get hurt, remember to tell brother, don't play in the water anymore, in case you get hurt What if it gets worse?"

Although it was a reprimand, the warmth in it still made Mo Jiao's slightly pale lips under the veil smile slightly, and he nodded obediently.

After Zhong Yixiao bandaged the child's hand, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Your uncle is Mr. Mo who came to save me that day, right? He...was he treating you badly?"

Mo Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's not bad."

Zhong Yixiao saw him like this, since both parties acquiesced that the other party was his uncle/nephew, why did Zhong Yixiao have any reason to doubt?

It's just that the more I think about it, the more I look at the child, the more I can't bear it, and I have some other opinions about the good man Mr. Mo who has saved his life in my heart.

"Really? Is he really good to you? Then how did you get caught by the Demon Cult's left protector last time and go to Ouhua Xiaoju? Your uncle is so good at martial arts, didn't he protect you well? I'll take you It's been almost two months since I arrived at Xianyun Manor, and he hasn't visited you..."

Zhong Yixiao became more and more dissatisfied as she spoke, "Every time I suddenly appeared and took you away without leaving a word, it was the same when I was rescued by Qin Yu last time, and this time I took you away at the inn, too. You didn't even say a word to me when you left that night!"

He looked at Mo Jiao with an expression of righteous indignation and gnashing of teeth.

"Jiaojiao, although your uncle has saved my brother twice, no... plus this time he suppressed the poison for me three times, but if he treats you badly as a child, what kind of gentleman is he? Don't you Afraid, tell brother the truth, and brother will support you!"

Mo Jiao couldn't argue, "No... no..."

Zhong Yixiao didn't believe it, "Then why was your face bitten by a puppy and your hand injured after you came back? Even if your uncle saved me two days ago, I can't stand it anymore. Even if I believe these are not his injuries Yes, but how can he be like this, he doesn't care about taking care of the children at all, I'm going to find him to argue!"

...not because of you puppy!It also puts blood pressure on you to suppress Gu poison!

Mo Jiao opened his mouth, sighed secretly, then stared at Zhong Yixiao's eyes, and asked him seriously: "Don't you like my uncle?"

Zhong Yixiao was taken aback by the question, saying that she likes it...it seems a bit wrong, but if she said she didn't like it...

Looking at Mo Jiao's cold and quiet eyes, it seems that if he gives the wrong answer, a child can bite him to death.

In front of the child, Zhong Yixiao couldn't say whether she liked it, thought for a while, and then answered after deliberation: "Of course my brother likes Jiaojiao more."

But who knew that he thought he answered correctly, but in fact he gave the wrong answer, which was not the answer Mo Jiao wanted, and Mo Jiao's face turned black immediately.

"You don't like him?"

The voice sounded very fierce, and it could be heard that Jiaojiao seemed to be very concerned about his comfort, Zhong Yixiao immediately changed her words without a stand.

"I like it, so why don't you like it? But what's the matter with the injuries on your hands and face, can you tell brother first?"

He was coaxing the child again, Mo Jiao half-closed his eyes, his ears were reddish, his fingertips curled up unconsciously, and asked him again——

"Do you like me, or my uncle?"

...Why would a child ask such a question?

Zhong Yixiao wanted to coax the child, and wanted to say that of course it was you, but Mo Jiao seemed to have expected that he would fool himself like this, and quickly warned Zhong Yixiao: "You are not allowed to like me, you must like me Uncle, do you know?"

"..."

Zhong Yixiao asked with difficulty: "Why?"

Mo Jiao thought in his heart that it would be good if he liked the way I grew up, and it would be better for Zhong Yixiao not to know about the embarrassing and incompetent things like becoming smaller.

Concentrating all his thoughts, Mo Jiao snorted, looked at Zhong Yixiao who had an inexplicable expression on his face, and said, "Just listen to me."

The child may be injured and disfigured, too sad, and start to feel inferior, so he doesn't want people to like him?

Zhong Yixiao couldn't figure it out, and the corners of his eyes twitched a little, but in order to take care of the child's hurt emotions, he could only nod in response: "Okay."

Mo Jiao pursed the corners of her lips, Zhong Yixiao naturally couldn't see him smiling under the cover of the veil, but since Zhong Yixiao agreed, she will never run away in this life.

Mo Jiao thought for a while, raised his hand to pull out the Kunlun Shenmu that he was wearing next to his body, took off the red string, and hooked his hands to let Zhong Yixiao approach.

Under normal circumstances, Zhong Yixiao still dotes on children very much, so she squatted down in front of him and looked up at the child's face hidden under the veil.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that those eyes resembled his uncle, but after all, he was an uncle and nephew, so it was normal to look similar, and both uncles and nephews were very good-looking, which was pleasing to the eye.

"what happened?"

Mo Jiao didn't speak, put the red rope decorated with Kunlun Shenmu around Zhong Yixiao's neck, and then instructed him seriously.

"Take it with you, and you can't take it off until you get rid of the Gu."

After all, it is a panacea, and it can also suppress Gu worms.

Zhong Yixiao put the ruby-like smooth wooden pendant between his fingers and looked at it for a while, only smelling a faint medicinal fragrance, which was so fragrant that it was inexplicably familiar, as if he had smelled this fragrance before.

But Mo Jiao also had this fragrance on him, so Zhong Yixiao figured it out.

"Why give me this?"

Mo Jiao said: "Wearing it can suppress Gu worms, making them not dare to move easily."

Suddenly, Zhong Yixiao opened his eyes wide and asked, "Your uncle asked you to give it to me?"

Why did you suddenly mention someone else...

Mo Jiao was a little angry, but thinking that this was an opportunity for him to please Zhong Yixiao with another identity, he nodded, "Well, my uncle gave it to you."

Anyway, Mo Jiaojiao and Uncle Mo are the same person, and Mo Jiao lied without blinking an eye.

Zhong Yixiao was still not feeling well, but he didn't want to worry Mo Jiao, but after talking for a while, he became sleepy again. Mo Jiao knew his physical condition, so he used an excuse to go out of the house to play.

At first, Zhong Yixiao was not at ease. After all, a child who was injured and disfigured and caused depression ran around, how could he be reassured?

Moreover, this child also has the habit of running around and losing it easily.

Mo Jiao had no choice but to say that Xiao Zuo was here, and Zhong Yixiao allowed him to go out.

After the Red Fragrance Valley was wiped out, Yan Suiyu and others left with their master Ji Qinghe. There were only a few servants left in the Red Fragrance Valley, which were useless. The chivalrous men of the Wulin League would not make things difficult for them. I left the inn very quickly, so the inn today is very safe.

Protector Zuo thought for a long time before he remembered what "Little Zuo" looked like. After putting on a human leather mask, he waited for Mo Jiao downstairs in the inn.

It happened that Mo Jiao and Zhong Yixiao came downstairs after saying hello, their attitude was very friendly, Zuo Hufa felt that his tutor's leading role was really good, so he got mixed up with Mr. Xue Ting of the Wulin League so quickly.

When Mo Jiao sat down in front of him, Zuo Hufa regained his slack mind, and looked at his little sect master flatteringly.

It's not time for dinner, and there are not many people in the dining room downstairs.

Mo Jiao wore a veil so that no one could see his ferocious expression, and gritted his teeth in a low voice: "Have you found Qin Yu's body?"

Zuo Hufa suddenly showed an expression of wanting to cry, "This subordinate is incompetent. I searched all the way downstream but did not find Qin Yu's body. If he is not dead..."

Mo Jiao asserted: "Whether he is dead or alive, we must find him. Qilin is exhausted, and I am determined to win."

"Yes……"

"By the way, there's also that Xie Lingyu. Last time I tricked you, I didn't do one of the things I asked you to do. I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Mo Jiao took the tea poured by Zuo Hufa with a mournful face, and his eyes were like knives, piercing Zuo Hufa's face.

"How is Xie Lingyu's investigation going?"

Zuo Hufa was very angry when he thought of the bearded man, and replied: "According to the information you gave to the subordinate, the subordinate sent people to investigate, and it turned out that Xie Lingyu was not the bandit on the hill that Qin Yu occupied at all. After two days, there is no such person..."

Mo Jiao's gaze became even more gloomy, how could he be at ease if he couldn't find Qilin for a day?

But one more thing...

"Didn't you send a letter to Doctor Chang Yong two days ago? Why haven't there been any news yet?"

After going down the mountain that day, Mo Jiao became smaller again not long after, and he didn't even realize it, so he could only go back to heal his wounds, wanting to heal the wounds on his face before coming out, but the poison in Zhong Yixiao's body made him very uncomfortable rest assured.

After weighing the two, Zhong Yixiao was the most important, so he came back to Zhong Yixiao early.

Zuo Hufa: "I haven't replied yet... the surname Chang is probably out of medicine..."

Mo Jiao frowned, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't care, I want to recover as soon as possible, even if there is no medicine, you let him practice it for me immediately!"

Guardian Zuo seemed to want to say something, but hesitated, and said cautiously: "Master, don't you feel that strange illnesses have become more frequent since you were hit by Huaxu Palm? And it has completely deviated from the previous pattern. "

Of course Mo Jiao knew, and quickly calmed down, sitting on the bench with a small body, looking even smaller than last time.

Zuo Hufa's reminder reminded him again that he had to go back to cure the Gu, even if he couldn't find the antidote for the time being, he could still get someone to suppress the Gu worm in his body.

But before he goes back, Zhong Yixiao must be relieved of Gu to ensure his safety.

When Qin Yu woke up, he was in a strange courtyard.

Two people were arguing about something outside the room, and a familiar voice eagerly asked the other——

"Didn't you call yourself a little genius doctor? Didn't you say that you can save people as long as they don't die? It's been three days! Three days! Why hasn't he woke up yet?! You are actually a quack doctor. Come here and I'll cure you to death!"

Then another soft and waxy voice said with some grievances: "I am really a little genius doctor. The Jiangnan genius doctor Chang Yujing is my senior brother. I also treated the emperor in the palace. The emperor personally gave me the title of little genius doctor, and I didn't kill him, you can insult me, but you can't insult my professional ethics..."

During the period, accompanied by the crackling sound of pounding medicine, rustling, and ups and downs arguing, it made people have a headache. Qin Yu sat up with his forehead supported, and found that his body was wrapped in tight gauze, and the wound was aching. , his head was also buzzing, and he could vaguely hear what the two people outside were saying.

What resignation to fate, personal physique, etc. I can't wait...

The headache was severe, Qin Yu took a deep breath, and heard the noise in the supposedly silent room, the debate outside the room stopped abruptly, and even the sound of smashing medicine stopped, Qin Yu felt relieved, and after a long time Breathe a sigh of relief.

But at the next moment, someone pushed open the door, and the golden sunlight fell on the ground, which was warm and dazzling, making people half-close their eyes.

The young man rushed over joyfully, and laughed with surprise on his face: "I knew you would wake up! Little doctor, I was wrong just now, your medical skills are really superb!"

The latter sentence was addressed to the boy outside the door. The boy in white snorted with his baby's fat face, continued to make medicine, and left the door silently.

Qin Yu's long eyebrows were tightly frowned, and even the slightest sound in his ears would give him a headache, not to mention the loud voice of the young man in front of him, but he felt unfamiliar when he saw the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke , is not sure the identity of this person.

"Who are you?"

"You don't remember me?"

The young man let out a cry, rolled his clever eyes, and suddenly asked him, "Then do you still remember who you are?"

Qin Yu didn't speak, but frowned, carefully sizing up the person in front of him, with a little vigilance in his eyes.

Seeing that he had acquiesced, the young man thought for a while, then sat back on the edge of the bed, and gently supported Qin Yu to lean against the head of the bed, as if deliberately lowering his voice, showing his sharp and cute little canine teeth to Qin Yu.

While patting the back of Qin Yu's hand, the young man whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, listen to me carefully, your name is Qin Yu, you are eighteen years old, and we are a family. I will believe it, but I am actually your father."

Qin Yu: "...Xie Lingyu?"

Xie Lingyu was stunned when she heard this.

"You don't have amnesia?!"