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Before the meeting started, Xin Wen had already moved a set of equipment from the hospital and prepared the sterile operating room in advance.

They wanted to send Lei Shao there, but Lei Shao didn't move, he just looked at Mu Zixing intently, and asked in the midst of everyone's panic, "Aren't you leaving?"

Mu Zixing was helping Xin Wen cut Lei Shao's shirt with scissors, but when he heard this, he raised his head, his red eye sockets were already moist.

"Not leaving." Mu Zixing said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, sir."

Before getting the news and rushing over, Mu Zixing thought that no matter what, he couldn't let his husband suffer for him.

But when Lei Shao asked this, Mu Zixing almost cried, and the idea of ​​insisting on leaving collapsed in his heart, and his heart was full of pain instead.

How can you let Mr. kneel here in full view and suffer such pain.

He said that no matter what happened, he would protect his brother Lei, but now he was hurt because of himself.

Hearing what he said, Lei Shao nodded, said yes in a low voice, then grabbed the handle of the knife, and pulled it out of his body before Xin Wen had time to stop it.

Blood spurted out, Lei Shao frowned, and stood up from the ground, Xin Wen hurriedly helped him to the chair first, and then hurriedly stopped the bleeding.

Mu Zixing couldn't help much, so he stepped aside with red eyes, and then he turned his head and looked around coldly at all the people in the audience as if remembering something, then picked up a long knife and walked up to the three elders, " Who forced Mr.?"

"Is it you?" He asked coldly.

The three elders took a step back together, Mu Zixing's aura in front of him was so icy cold that the hairs all over his body stood up, as if in the eyes of the other party, they had become dead.

"You..." One of the elders glanced back, suppressed his voice and forced himself to be calm, "The police are here, what are you going to do!?"

Mu Zixing stared at them without shifting his eyes at all.

"Mu Zixing," Lei Shao's voice sounded in the hall, "come and help me."

Mu Zixing didn't move while holding the knife, and there was an undisguised killing intent in his red eyes.

"Come here." Lei Shao said again.

Only then did Mu Zixing move his fingertips. After a while, he dropped the knife and turned back to Lei Shao.

Lei Shao raised his hand, and Mu Zixing put his arm on his shoulder, and helped him stand up silently.

"Since you three want to uphold justice," Lei Shao looked at the three veterans who looked disheveled, and then at a group of policemen crowded at the door, and said, "Then I will leave this place to you."

After speaking, he asked Mu Zixing to support him, and led a group of doctors and his staff, and left the hall through the side door.

The police who broke in didn't stop them, just watched them go.

When the door was about to close, Mu Zixing heard the middle-aged policeman in charge say, "According to reports from the citizens, there are illegal gatherings here. We are here to check. Please cooperate."

Lei Shao's injury has already been treated briefly by Xin Wen, and the bleeding has stopped a little, so there is no danger to his life for the time being.

After discussing with several doctors who followed, they suggested that Lei Shao should go to the hospital for treatment. Although the equipment was prepared at home, it was not as comprehensive as that in the hospital.

Lei Shao agreed to the proposal.

The ambulance stopped right outside Lei's house. After Lei Shao got into the car, Mu Zixing planned to give space to Xin Wen and the nurse to take care of Mr. Lei Shao, but Lei Shao stopped him and said, " Come up."

Mu Zixing obediently followed the car.

When he was lying on the stretcher, Lei Shao closed his eyes slightly in pain. Mu Zixing didn't know if he had forgotten, and the hand holding his wrist did not let go.

All the way without a word, the ambulance roared into the private hospital under the name of Lei's family, followed by a series of intensive examinations and operations.

By the time Mu Zixing stood in Lei Shao's ward, it was already two hours later.

When Lei Shao had the operation, he didn't let the doctor give him general anesthesia. He was still awake at the moment, but after all he was stabbed, and his spirit was a little weak.

He lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, listening to Mu Zixing's footsteps coming in and out again and again.

"The blood on Mr.'s body was not wiped clean, if it's convenient for you..."

Xin Wen's voice came in vaguely from outside, and Lei Shao didn't know who he was talking to. After a while, the door opened, and it was still Mu Zixing who came in.

"Sir?" Mu Zixing walked to the bed and called out.

Lei Shao closed his eyes, not knowing why, subconsciously did not respond.

Then he heard the sound of Mu Zixing turning over the cabinet. He probably took out the remote control and turned up the temperature in the ward.

Immediately there was a faint sound of running water in the bathroom.

After a while, Lei Shao felt that the quilt on his body was lifted, the mattress collapsed slightly, and some hands carefully unbuttoned his hospital gown.

Immediately afterwards, the slight coolness in the air and the warm touch of the towel stuck to the skin, Lei Shao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he wanted to open them at first.

"I'm sorry..." Mu Zixing said suddenly, with a strong nasal voice.

Lei Shao thought, he must be crying again.

"...I shouldn't have troubled Mr.." Mu Zixing said again.

After wiping his body with a warm towel, he left, the buttons were buckled back, and the quilt was put back on his body... The ward fell into silence. Lei Shao didn't know what Mu Zixing was doing next, he could only feel Until I was by my side, I never left.

After a while, there was another rustling sound in the room, his hand was held, and Mu Zixing rubbed his wet cheek against the back of his hand.

"Why did you have to punish me, sir?" He heard Mu Zixing sniff, his voice full of confusion.

Lei Shao knew that he didn't dare to ask himself face to face, he was afraid that he would say that he was being sentimental, so he could only be silently puzzled in his heart or ask it secretly.

Lei Shao couldn't answer him, he had hurt this person for so long, the relationship between them has come to this point, and he likes two words to this day, he has no face to say it, and he really can't say it.

There was a light knock on the door of the ward, Xin Wen walked in with his assistant, Mu Zixing was immersed in his own thoughts, and did not let go of Lei Shao's hand for a while.

Xin Wen saw it but just smiled and said, "I'll come and see sir."

Mu Zixing nodded, and got down from the bed in embarrassment.

Xin Wen looked at the data, took Lei Shao's temperature again, and made a record saying, "Mister's physical condition is very stable, and he can be discharged from the hospital after a week of recuperation."

"By the way, Mister may turn over and press on the wound at night, I think someone should be guarded, you see..."

"I can come." Mu Zixing said.