Chapter 1350

When Qi Liang dispelled the anesthetic and woke up from the bed in pain, he happened to see Mo Ziao fixing his left shoulder. Looking at each other's over serious expression, his brow tightened unconsciously.

"Zi Ao, how am I hurt?"

"I can't die." Mo Zi Ao didn't even lift his head. He focused on his hand and didn't dare to neglect it.

"Jack, where are they?"

Qi Liang looked at his room, but a smile.

He had expected that Mo Ziao would take him back to the residence Mo Ziyan arranged for him after he knew he was injured, but he didn't expect to move so fast.

"There are only two people here, you and me. No one in the way will show up. You'd better explain everything to me later." Mo Ziao fixed the injury on his shoulder. When he straightened up, he twisted his brow uncomfortably.

The old ancestor of the Mo family hit that stick. It was heavy enough. He doubted whether he would get a bleeding mark on his back.

"I'm a little tired. I want to have a rest first." Qi Liang didn't want to talk about it with him, so he had to pretend to have a rest under the pretext of injury.

Mo Ziao rarely did not get to the bottom of it at this time. When Qi Liang closed his eyes and had a rest, he quickly put a detumescence cream in his pocket, took away a nightgown at the end of the bed, and got up and walked into the bathroom.

Qi Liang was a little stunned when he heard that the bathroom was closed.

He turned his head and looked at his left shoulder. His brow tightened immediately. It was so fixed that it was difficult for him to move his left hand.

"It seems that I'm really angry."

Qi Liang gently pulled the corner of his mouth. After hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he began to think about all the things that happened in the black market.

In the bathroom, when Mo Ziao took off his clothes, he saw a long bruise on his back and some blood on his shoulder bone.

"It's a tough old thing to start with. No wonder I was so upset when I straightened up just now."

After murmuring, Mo Ziao quickly unscrewed the shower head, adjusted the water temperature, and let the whole back drench under the hot water.

When he just stood under the hot water, the impact of the water made his back a little unbearable. He patted his hands heavily on the tile wall, just to make his back used to the impact.

Two people like this, one person is drenching in the bathroom hot water, one person is lying in the bedroom, each has a heart, who does not want to let each other worry.

After a while, there was a doorbell outside the room. Qi Liang frowned and immediately tightened his head.

Here, except for him and Mo Ziao, only Mo Ziyan knows.

But what's he doing here?

After the doorbell rang, it rang again.

Qi Liang thinks that Mo Ziao is taking a bath. It's inconvenient to go out and open the door. He simply holds one shoulder and sits up carefully from the bed.

"Where's Zi Ao?"

As soon as he opened the door, Mo Ziyan saw that Qi Liang came to open the door with his bare arms, and his face became ugly unconsciously.

"Don't get me wrong. Zi Ao just finished the wound for me. Maybe he was accidentally stained with blood. He was taking a bath in the bathroom this time. "

When Qi Liang noticed Mo Ziao's face, he thought that he had misunderstood the relationship between them, so he quickly began to explain.

"He's taking a bath?"

Mo Ziyan's face cooled down on the spot. He only knew what happened in the hospital on the way back. Thinking of the stick that his ancestors beat down, according to Mo Ziao's character, he would not take the initiative to tell him.

"Zi Ao, it's me!"

Mo Ziyan can guess the reason why Mo Ziao took a bath, and he looked at Qi Liang confused, presumably did not know it.

Instead of talking to Qi Liangming, he went directly into their bedroom and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Mo Da Shao, what happened?"

Qi Liang didn't contact Mo Ziao for many days. He didn't know what happened in Mo's home. But looking at Mo Ziyan's face at the moment, he couldn't help but start to be more attentive.

"The injury on your shoulder should not be moved. I have some private matters to discuss with Zi Ao. You don't have to worry."

Mo Ziyan, who noticed his gaffe, turned to look at Qi Liang and quickly gathered up the coldness on his face.

"It's so noisy."

Mo Ziao heard the sound of the door, took a bath towel around his lower body at will, even the water on his body had no time to dry, gloomy face, quickly opened the door.

Mo Ziyan came over at this time. He guessed that the other party knew that he had been beaten, and he just needed personal help to apply the medicine.

"Zi Ao, you..."

"Qi Liang, go back to bed and lie down; brother, I have something to tell you."

Mo Ziao doesn't give Mo Ziyan any chance to speak. In the middle of each other's conversation, he pulls his elder brother close to the bathroom and closes the door again.

Qi Liang at the door, his eyes narrowed involuntarily. Looking at the mysterious appearance of their brothers, he had some bad taste in his heart.He didn't lie back to bed to have a rest according to his words, and he didn't listen at the door. He approved a coat at random, picked up the mobile phone special for Jun Yan, and quickly walked into the study.

It was not until Mo Ziyan appeared that he thought that there were "dark night" people investigating the matter over there. If you don't remind Jun Yan to be careful, it will be difficult for them to find the clue

This side of the bathroom.

When Mo Ziyan was suddenly pulled into the bathroom by Mo Ziao, he almost ran into him.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Cut the crap. You came to me in a hurry. Isn't it because I was beaten by that old man?" Mo Ziao did not beat around the Bush, but directly handed him a piece of de silting cream on the washing table.

"I'm not going to let Qi Liang know. Since you're here, it's hard for you to help me with the medicine."

Mo Ziao quickly dried his body. No matter how ugly Mo Ziyan's face was, he thought so and did it.

When Mo Ziyan saw the long bruise on his back, his face was cold again.

The scar on Mo Ziao's back has swollen up. As long as he touches it lightly, it can make him show his teeth in pain.

"Why didn't you let me know the first time?" When Mo Ziyan asked this, he quickly unscrewed the cover of the ointment and smeared it for him.

"You'll know whether you'll be informed or not. What's more, I have nothing to do with their family. I asked you for help. How did you handle it? "

Mo Ziao looks at the face of the person behind him from the mirror. When he notices that Mo Ziyan's expression changes from cold at the beginning to solemn at the moment, he knows that what he asked for is not so easy to complete.

"It doesn't matter whether I succeed or not. I've made up my mind that I won't have anything to do with that family any more."

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