C45

Rong Ting returned to the Zijin Castle with Luo Yixin on his back.

All along the way, Mo Yuchen was still angry. He walked far ahead, as if he was talking to someone who had offended him.

After entering through the Zijin Castle gate, Mo Yuchen said to Luo Yixin who was on Rong Ting's back without looking back.

"Hurry up and come down!"

Luo Yixin did not move, there was no reaction.

Mo Yuchen was even more infuriated.

This stinking girl, was actually unwilling to get down from Rong Ting's back.

Did she like to be dependent on men that much?

Mo Yuchen's face was dark as he ungently pulled Luo Yixin off Rong Ting's back.

Rong Ting almost said, young master, be careful. Miss Luo didn't seem to be feeling well, but after seeing Mo Yuchen's face that was as dark as Zi Ye's, Rong Ting swallowed back the words that he almost rushed out of his mouth.

"Luo Yixin, don't play dead!"

Mo Yuchen saw that Luo Yixin was weak and couldn't even stand steadily. She was obviously jumping around in the mountains just now, full of energy.

Luo Yixin's powerless body fell backwards.

Only then did Mo Yuchen realize that she wasn't pretending. He hurriedly caught her and hugged her soft body.

The unique body fragrance of a young lady made it difficult for Mo Yuchen to control himself, but he was not in the mood to think about that at the moment.

Luo Yixin's body was very hot, her little face was red, she was obviously having a high fever.

"Luo Yixin! Luo Yixin! "

Mo Yuchen had called her a few times, but she did not react at all.

"Young Master, Miss Luo seems to have fainted." Rong Ting said.

Mo Yuchen glared at Rong Ting unhappily, "I saw it."

Rong Ting laid on the spear innocently, his face full of grievance.

It was the young master who refused to carry Luo Yixin, and it was the young master who allowed him to carry Luo Yixin.

"Hurry up and find a family doctor!" Mo Yuchen shouted.

"Yes, yes."

"How troublesome!" Mo Yuchen picked up Luo Yixin, a trace of pain flashed across his handsome face, but she could not take it into consideration as she carried Luo Yixin up the stairs to her room.

The family doctor arrived soon.

Mo Yuchen accompanied Luo Yixin until she was in water, and gradually lost her fever. Only then did she relax her tensed body.

"Young Master, you should go take a rest. I'll take care of her." Lin Shuning saw that Mo Yuchen's eyes were bloodshot and his face was filled with exhaustion.

There were no roads in the mountain of Mount Cang Lun at all, only rocks and overgrown tree branches. To be able to survive the night to search for people, one wouldn't be able to do so unless they had strong physical strength.

He always paid attention to his appearance and was as noble as he was. His suit jacket had already been torn to shreds by the tree branches in the mountains.

Lin Shuning looked at the unconscious Luo Yixin on the bed with hidden bitterness. What magic did this girl have that caused the Young Master to treat her with disregard?

Mo Yuchen tested Luo Yixin's forehead again, and after confirming that her fever was really gone, she stood up and left.

When he returned to the study, he collapsed weakly on the sofa. The exhaustion on his face could no longer be concealed.

"Young Master?"

Rong Ting looked at Mo Yuchen worriedly. He kept having the feeling that something was wrong with Mo Yuchen's face, but he didn't know what was wrong with him.

"Young master, are you sick? And ask the family doctor to show you. "

"No need, go and bring the medical kit over. Quietly, don't let anyone see it." Mo Yuchen said. Young Master? "

Hearing about taking the medicine box, Rong Ting's face changed: You're injured?

"Go quickly!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Remember, do not let Xiao Yinan and Shuning know."

"Alright."

Mo Yuchen did not want the news of him being injured to spread.

He was the future successor to Mohist Family, and his skin and skin was taken seriously by the entire clan. If his grandfather were to find out that he was injured, he would definitely vent his anger on Luo Yixin.

Rong Ting quickly brought the medicine box over.

As he helped Mo Yuchen take off his jacket, he realized that there was a bloody wound on his jacket.

Because he was wearing a black coat and shirt, the color of the blood was not visible. The blood had dried up long ago, and his jacket and shirt were glued to the wound.

"Young master …"

Rong Ting looked at the numerous wounds where blood and flesh had turned over, and every nerve was in pain.

No wonder the young master didn't take off his jacket to give Luo Yixin, it was because he couldn't take it off any longer due to sticking to his wound.

Rong Ting quickly used medicine to wet his wound, and only then did he take off Mo Yuchen's clothes.

Even Mo Yuchen let out a soft "hiss" in pain.

There were a few wounds on Mo Yuchen's body, all caused by sharp branches.

Especially on Mo Yuchen's back, there was actually a bloody hole as thick as a small finger, and was continuously gushing out blood.

Rong Ting quickly helped Mo Yuchen stop the bleeding.

"Young master, how did you get injured so badly?!" Let the doctor come and see you. "

Rong Ting was worried that he would not be able to handle this situation well and delay Mo Yuchen's treatment.

"Cut the crap, apply the medicine!" Mo Yuchen endured the pain, and said impatiently.

The bloody hole was the result of him catching Luo Yixin who had jumped down from the tree, then crashing into the big tree behind him.

Fortunately, the sharp branch on that tree was very short. Otherwise, it would have pierced through his back.

Rong Ting bandaged up the wounds on Mo Yuchen's body. Looking at the usually perfect and noble Mo Yuchen, who was now covered in wounds, he finally understood one thing.

Her young master had placed Luo Yixin right on top of her heart, otherwise, she would not have cared about being injured like this by the tree branches in the mountain.

What made Rong Ting even more surprised was that when Mo Yuchen shook off the shoes on his feet, he realized that there were a few broken tire nails on the soles of Mo Yuchen's shoes.

Rong Ting knew about this thing in order to prevent someone from following the depths of the Mount Cang Lun up the mountain. It would threaten the safety of the Zijin Castle and send people to plant many traps within the Mount Cang Lun every year.

And this ball of stuff, was full of sharp thorns, causing Mo Yuchen's feet to be injured until they were full of small bloody holes.

"Young Master!"

Rong Ting could not help but blush.

These things could clearly be avoided. As long as he walked a bit slower and then used the magnetic iron rod to remove it, he wouldn't be harmed.

But last night, Mo Yuchen was too worried for Luo Yixin, so he didn't care about all this.

However, in Luo Yixin's current dangerous state, she had only suffered a few small wounds from the tree branches. She was truly blessed by the heavens, and was truly fortunate.

Mo Yuchen leaned on the sofa tiredly, closed his eyes and raised his feet.

"Apply the medicine."

"Yes."

Rong Ting carefully helped Mo Yuchen apply the good medicine and bandaged both of his feet.

No wonder the young master was unwilling to give the shoes to Luo Yixin.

The young master was still enduring the pain. In order to not be discovered, he walked all the way back from the mountain.

"Burn my clothes and shoes, don't let grandpa and anyone else outside know." Mo Yuchen turned his body sleepily as he rested his arm against the wall.

"I'll take care of it." Rong Ting said.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother!" "Are you in the study?"

It was Mo Xiaolin's voice.

Rong Ting and Mo Yuchen looked at each other. If Mo Xiaolin knew that Mo Yuchen was injured, everyone would definitely know.

Rong Ting hurriedly hid the clothes and shoes that Mo Yuchen had changed out of, and stuffed the medicine box and the trash can that had been thrown away into the bottom of the desk.

However, Mo Yuchen's body was covered with white gauze, and there were no clothes to change in the study room.

Rong Ting came to a realization and quickly took off his shirt. Mo Yuchen despised it but still wore it.

Mo Xiaolin had always been an impatient person, so when he saw that Mo Yuchen was not willing to open the door, he started to knock.

"Fourth brother, I have something urgent to tell you. Hurry up and open the door!"