Mo Siyu stared at Mo Chengyue's handsome face that turned all beings upside down, looked left and right, and suddenly said: "I see brother like this, it's not just because of his physical illness, could there be other reasons?"

Yun San was silent, not knowing what to say.

Mo Siyu took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine bag, put it on the bedside, stared at Mo Chengyue's closed eyes for a while, and said in a low voice: "Brother, if you don't want to see me, why bother calling me at night?" I'll come over?

Since I have already come, why do you close your eyes and refuse to look at me? "

Mo Chengyue had no choice but to open his eyes.

Mo Chengyue coughed softly as her flushed cheeks seemed to be stained with rouge.

Yun San was a little embarrassed, as expected nothing could be hidden from the eldest lady's eyes.

She walked to the head of the bed, helped Mo Chengyue to sit up, put a pillow behind him, and said in a low voice: "I've already brought him, I'll go out first."

"Stop!" Mo Siyu let Yun San leave so easily: "You told me that my brother is seriously ill, let me come quickly, I finally avoided everything and came out of the Chu Mansion, but you didn't tell me anything , are you going to slip away?"

Yun San: Luo Zifeng is still smart, knowing that the eldest lady is difficult to deal with, so he hid out before the eldest lady came.

If she had known this, she would have avoided it earlier.

Yun San had no choice but to stay, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, what do you want to know?"

"Who caused this injury?" Mo Siyu asked straightforwardly.

Of course Yun San would not say directly: "The young master went to the snow mountain and said that the jade flute was left there, and when he came back, he was injured."

"Snow mountain?" Mo Siyu's eyes lit up: "Is there someone who hurt you brother?"

Mo Chengyue coughed lightly: "I'm not invincible, isn't it normal to be injured?"

"It's really normal to be injured, but brother, it's not normal for you to be injured like this." Mo Siyu snorted, "I'm a doctor, I know exactly how the knife penetrated, how hard it was, and how wound it was.

If someone really wanted to kill you, would he stab the tip of the knife with a hook upside down into your belly? Although there was some blood, it looked a little serious, but it was still a skin trauma, and the wound was not deep, how could it be fatal? "Mo Siyu's analysis was methodical: "If someone really wants to kill you, they will definitely not be so careful. Besides, the position below the heart has always been a place for you to protect both offensively and defensively.

If someone really wanted to kill you, how could the wound be like this? The person who hurts you must be extremely cautious.

Let your wound look more serious, but also heal faster, and it will not hurt your root..."

Mo Siyu "tsk tsk" twice, "I really didn't expect that there are such kind enemies in this world, they are no different from little enemies."

Mo Siyu stared at Mo Chengyue without blinking.

I don't know if it's because of guilty conscience or because of the fever, but Mo Chengyue's cheeks that were already burnt red became more and more red.

Every time Mo Chengyue coughed, the wounds involved became more and more painful.

Blood stains stained the white shirt.

Mo Siyu suddenly moved closer to Mo Chengyue: "Brother, Aunt Yun San said that even if you have time, you can't come to see me, you want to see another woman, who is that woman?

Can I see you too?

This wound is also related to that woman, right? "

Mo Chengyue's gaze shifted to Yun San.

Yun San was wronged: "Miss, why bother to wrong me so much, when and where did I mention this woman to you?"