Chapter 1842

Seeing Siyu crying into tears, Chu Yunyao said weakly: "Siyu, mother loves you very much, no less than your godfather's love for you, mother doesn't really want you to have sex with you When father met, mother just threatened you with this matter, and hoped that you would learn to be a good man with your master."

She closed her eyes wearily, and whispered to Xiu'er: "Xiu'er, take your sister out, she must have been frightened."

Mo Lingyuan twisted the medicine box and hurried in from the outside. Seeing Xiu'er and Siyu standing beside the bed, he frowned, and chased them away: "Everyone go out, don't disturb your mother."

His expression was cold, his whole body was soaked in chill, his tone was incontrovertible, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his heart which was already in chaos at the moment.

Seeing this, Xiu'er had no choice but to coax and drag Siyu out of the bedroom: "Mother needs to be treated, let's go out, don't disturb mother, lest mother's injury will get worse, let's go."

Siyu wiped her tears with her little hands, and followed Xiu'er out of the bedroom.

But she didn't go far. She lay on the door, stretched her neck, and kept looking inside.

After cleaning the wound on her neck and neck, Mo Lingyuan sprinkled medicinal powder to stop the bleeding, then picked up the scissors and cut open her shot shoulder, "Hold on, Doctor Zhang will be here soon."

He lowered his eyes and stared at her bloody shoulder, feeling extremely remorseful.

If he was the one following Siyu, maybe the shot would not have hit her, but himself.

Why did he lag behind her at that time, why didn't he walk side by side with her?

Seeing that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the scissors, Chu Yunyao grabbed his hand and raised his chin towards the medicine box: "Give me a shot of anesthetic, and I won't feel unconscious soon. Don't worry about me, no vitals were hurt."

"Yunyao." Mo Lingyuan raised his head, his eyes were red.

"Who are they? How did they sneak into the mansion?" Chu Yunyao held the scissors and cut off her bloody shirt, trying to divert Mo Lingyuan's attention while talking.

Holding the needle tube filled with anesthetic, Mo Lingyuan didn't know where to start: "He came in among the wedding reception team."

The Young Marshal's Mansion hadn't held any weddings for many years. This time, he married two girls at once. The whole mansion was decorated with lights and festoons, and everyone was very happy. Compared with the strict security in the past, it was a little more relaxed.

What's more, the situation in the north has been decided. Gong Yao died at the hands of Chu Yunyao. The family seems to be unable to overcome the big waves.

But he didn't expect that the remaining minions of the Gong family would take advantage of this day to sneak into the mansion.

Chu Yunyao snatched the needle from Mo Lingyuan's hand, and gave herself a needle. She cut off her shirt, exposed one shoulder, and lay on the pillow, "When will Doctor Zhang come?"

"Hurry up, I'll send someone to invite Mu Qing, if you bear with it, Mu Qing will be here soon."

There are no elders in Duan Changyu's other courtyard, and someone needs help to take care of it, so Mu Qing temporarily acted as the housekeeper of Duan Changyu's other courtyard.

Chu Yunyao shook her head: "Go and bring me a diorama, the anesthetic will take effect soon, after I take out the bullet, Mu Qing will probably be there, just let him sew up the wound for me... .”

Mo Lingyuan: "..."

He said hoarsely: "Okay."

The sharp blade was baked on the fire, and handed to Chu Yunyao, Mo Lingyuan watched helplessly as the knife cut open her bloody wound, dug out the bullet from the bone in her shoulder, her heart seemed to be Rolled in the oil pan again...