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Mo Yuchen left the hospital.

Rong Ting quickly followed.

He also did not know what had happened, but he just saw that Mo Yuchen's expression was not good, and she had left in a hurry.

"Young Master, what happened?"

He was outside the ward. He could clearly hear the heated interaction between the ward and the ward. Why did the atmosphere suddenly change and the young master left in a fit of rage?

Mo Yuchen did not speak the entire journey, and after returning to the Zijin Castle, he ordered Rong Ting to get the medicine box.

Rong Ting hurried to get the medicine box, "Young Master, did your wound split open?"

Rong Ting helped Mo Yuchen take off his black jacket, only then did he realise that there was a light coloured shirt inside, and a large amount of blood stained his back.

"Young master …"

Rong Ting looked at the bloodstain, his heart throbbing in pain.

"It's better to be careful. The wound is split open and won't heal easily." If you do not heal, you will be easily infected and become inflamed. If you drag it on for too long, it would be bad for your body as well. "

"What are you trying to say?" Mo Yuchen frowned.

"I want to say …" Rong Ting's face immediately flushed red.

He was still a man who had never been dealt with by a woman. Some things were difficult to say, but they still had to be said.

"Miss Luo is still a little girl after all, don't be too crazy."

Rong Ting could understand that this was the first time Mo Yuchen had a woman, but it would not be good if he was injured like this.

The corner of Mo Yuchen's mouth twitched violently twice.

When he was hit by Luo Yixin's walking stick, he had caused the wound to open up.

At that time, she didn't pay much attention to it. She didn't expect that the little girl's strength was still so great. After a few rounds of arguments, her wounds had opened up even more.

He had suddenly left at that time because he felt a sticky feeling on his back. He did not want her to know that he was injured, so he had hurriedly left.

"Shut up!"

"Yes."

Rong Ting helped Mo Yuchen to carefully clean his wound and whispered, "Young Master, we should look for a doctor. I suspect that the branches and thorns have not been cleaned thoroughly, which is why the wound has still yet to heal."

"Cut the crap." Mo Yuchen shouted.

"But Young Master, the wound has rotted a bit. It can only be treated with disinfectant and bandaged, it can't heal at all."

"Use a knife to remove the carrion." Mo Yuchen passed a scalpel in the medicine box to Rong Ting.

"Young Master!"

"Hurry up, don't be so long-winded!"

Rong Ting held onto the scalpel, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Although he was Mo Yuchen's personal assistant and personal bodyguard, he could do anything, but Rong Ting had never done this kind of thing, like gouging meat.

Moreover, it was still Mo Yuchen's flesh that was being gouged out!

If the Old Master knew about this, wouldn't he skin him?

"Hurry up!"

Mo Yuchen impatiently urged, as he took a towel and placed it in his mouth.

Rong Ting knew that the reason why the young master did not want others to know about his injuries was to protect Luo Yixin, so he did not dare alert the doctor.

Rong Ting took a deep breath, and finally dropped a knife into Mo Yuchen's wound …

By the time he finished treating his wound, Mo Yuchen was in so much pain that he almost collapsed.

"Young master, take a good rest. The wound is very clean and should not be inflamed anymore."

"Hmm, deal with it cleanly, don't let anyone see it."

Mo Yuchen lied on the bed and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Yes."

Rong Ting turned and left, but was called back by Mo Yuchen.

"I'm still worried about the hospital, send two more people to guard it secretly."

"I have it all arranged."

The young master is so good to the Miss Luo, the Miss Luo must not disappoint the young master.

Rong Ting carried his medical kit and went out. While it was still late at night, he found a remote place in the garden where he dug a hole and buried the blood-stained gauze and gouged flesh.

Rong Ting had always been a cautious person, but Mo Xiaolin had been monitoring his every move for the last two days. When he saw him sneaking out to the garden to bury things, he hid behind the fake mountain and peeked at him.

Mo Xiaolin was just curious. These few days, Rong Ting would often enter Mo Yuchen's room at night, and they would often go out late at night and not return.

I haven't heard of any important cases in the company that need to be handled overnight.

It was rare for Mo Yuchen and Rong Ting to come back earlier today, so Rong Ting entered Mo Yuchen's room for a long time.

Could it be that Fourth Brother and Rong Ting really had that kind of thing?

If it's really like that, Fourth Brother cannot pass on the legacy of Mohist Family to someone else, and sooner or later, the successor to Mohist Family will be someone else!

After Rong Ting left, Mo Xiaolin quietly came out from behind the fake mountain, walked towards where Rong Ting buried the things, and dug them out.

Ah!

"What is this!"

Mo Xiaolin saw a pile of blood-stained gauze and was so shocked that he dropped to the ground.

"So much blood!" He wiped his hands vigorously, but they were still not clean. Even his white sleeves were stained with red blood.

"Could Fourth Brother be injured?"

Mo Xiaolin opened his eyes wide.

"With so much blood, he must have sustained serious injuries! How could Fourth Brother be injured? "When did you get injured?"

"Fourth brother is the next heir to the family. There is a rule in the family: as the heir, you must not be injured, and your body must be strong and healthy!"

"If grandpa and the family's elders find out about this, then we will be held accountable for it!"

"If Fourth Brother's injury is too serious, his heir status will be revoked!"

"This matter... Should I tell Grandfather? "

Mo Xiaolin's heart was in a panic, his hands continuously shaking as a layer of thin sweat seeped out from the center of his palms.

"Grandfather told me that everything regarding Fourth Brother must be reported in great detail. If Grandfather knew that I didn't know, would he punish me?"

Mo Xiaolin was extremely scared, he quickly dug a deep hole and buried those things.

With an uneasy feeling, he walked towards the Zijin Castle, he did not expect to run into Mo Xingyu head on.

"Third brother!" Mo Xiaolin hurriedly placed his hands behind his back, and even took a big step back.

"Xiaolin, what's wrong with you? "His face is so ugly." Mo Xingyu smiled lightly. His amber eyes were transparent under the night sky, especially warm.

"No …." Nothing! "It's so late, why isn't Third Brother asleep yet?"

"I have nothing to do, so I can't sleep. I'm out for a walk."

"Oh, oh! Then you take a walk, I'll go back and sleep! Fourth brother wants me to go back to school tomorrow, I still need to get up early. "

"Mm, let's go back to sleep."

Seeing that Mo Xiaolin had left, Mo Xingyu looked in the direction that Mo Xiaolin had come from.

He had long seen that Mo Xiaolin's fingers were stained with blood and the white cuffs were also stained with blood.

What happened?

Why was there blood?

Mo Xingyu walked to a remote corner deep in the darkness and found traces of burial under a large tree.

He found a branch and dug for a while before he saw a piece of gauze that was stained with thick blood.

"How can there be such a thing? I didn't hear about anyone being hurt at home, nor did I see anyone asking for a doctor. "

Mo Xingyu frowned, his amber eyes filled with suspicion.

"Sixth Brother has been following Lao Si for the past few days, these things … Could it be from the Lao Si? "

Mo Xingyu squinted his amber eyes, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a devilish smile.

"If it's the Lao Si, then it would be interesting."