C19

The words' your woman 'had been completely heard by Mu Qingqing and Mu Zhengchun who had brought the nurse over. It was as if they were being hit on the head, but they also had ulterior motives.

Mu Qingqing thought: Could it be that this damned bitch beat me to it again? No, I can't admit defeat.

In comparison to the panic on Mu Nuanzhou's face due to this form of address, Xiao Zhan was extremely immune to it. He directly rushed out and said to Mu Zhengchun and his family: "Old fart, you guys help me take care of him first."

"I'll walk by myself. Put me down." Mu Nuanzhou did not appreciate her kindness, and continued to struggle fiercely with punches and kicks in her arms.

"Wu …" Xiao Zhan's chest was hit by her messy punch that killed the old master, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and a barely audible groan came out from his lips. He pursed his lips tightly, and with a stomp on the door, he carried her to the sofa.

After that, he ignored her and directly went up to the second floor with his military boots on.

Mu Nuanzhou was not lightly nor heavily thrown onto the sofa. Facing the man's disregard for her and the majestic back that he left her, the fire in her heart was extinguished as if it had been doused in ice with a single wave of her hand.

Then he leaned on his walking stick and went upstairs.

The door was opened so wide that Mu Nuanzhou did not even have to knock on it. Three legs walked to the door with much difficulty, then suddenly closed it, as if someone had grabbed him by the throat.

Xiao Zhan had already taken off the military uniform on his upper body, and the white shirt inside was as if he had soaked in blood and it was being pulled out by his arm. The heavy military uniform jacket was folded over his waist, revealing his firm and hard muscles, as well as the wound on his chest that looked as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon.

Blood was pouring out of the wound, soaking the cotton.

"Don't just stand there. Come over and give me a hand." It was really inconvenient for Xiao Zhan to bandage his up by himself, so he greeted Mu Nuanzhou when he saw him.

He had been rushing upstairs without a word just now because he wanted to deal with the wound first. He had been punched and beaten again by her just now, and unfortunately, the wound had split open.

Mu Nuanzhou stood there stupidly as if she had lost her soul. She had never seen so much blood, and even though there was a distance between them the smell of blood still seeped through her nose. Suddenly, she was called out, and only then did she react slowly. "I'll go call someone over to help."

"Come back." Don't look at how much blood Xiao Zhan had lost, his voice was still as loud as a bell.

Mu Nuanzhou ignored him and shouted downstairs, "lily, lily!" However, lily, who usually followed her, miraculously ignored her today.

Wasn't she down there?

"By the time you call for help, my blood will have already dried up. You won't intentionally drag it on until I'm dead, right?" Xiao Zhan looked at her suspiciously, thinking that this ingrate had actually bared his teeth at him just now, that there was indeed a reason for him to do such a thing.

Mu Nuanzhou couldn't call anyone, and hearing Xiao Zhan's voice, after struggling for a while, he finally could not help but turn around.

He could die, but he couldn't die in front of him. If she didn't save him now, then what was the difference between her and a murderer?

"Stop screaming, can't you save some strength?" Mu Nuanzhou returned unwillingly.

The upper half of Xiao Zhan's body was a healthy bronze color, he had been going to war all year round, and had engraved every single part of his muscles perfectly. His shoulders were wide and straight, his waist was narrow and full of energy, and now that he was covered in blood, it was truly eye-catching.

Xiao Zhan stopped yelling and asked her: "Will it be bandaged?"

Actually, the wounds were pretty much healed. It was just that he had used quite a bit of effort to bandage it up just now.

Mu Nuanzhou shook her head, thought for a moment and nodded.

Xiao Zhan was completely baffled by her actions. You shake your head and nod your head.

"I've only bandaged the dogs. I've never bandaged anyone." Mu Nuanzhou said snappily.

"…"

Xiao Zhan was speechless.

He didn't know how to reply. Could it be that he was going to say, "No problem, are you going to help me be like a dog?"

But in the next second, Mu Nuanzhou said that.

"It's fine, I'll treat you like a dog." She took the cotton cloth and bandages, and with a serious face began to work.

"" Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes in anger.

While he was enjoying her clumsy bandages, he suddenly thought of something that he could not understand, so he asked: "Mu Nuanzhou, why are you helping me? I am your husband's murderer, shouldn't you take this opportunity to stab me? "

Mu Nuanzhou slightly paused in her movements, she raised her head and looked at him with a teasing and probing gaze, there seemed to be some sort of anticipation hidden within.

Mu Nuanzhou could not read what he was looking forward to.

She only felt that his eyes were brighter than the lights above her head, and the light flying from them made her think of the word 'clear'. She threw away the two words that had popped up in her head the next second.

How could he be so open and upright? It must have been her brain being stimulated by the fresh blood earlier.

As to why he helped him, Mu Nuanzhou's thought was very simple.

"I really want to kill you, but I know that I won't kill anyone. Everyone should do what they can. Killing you is obviously beyond my abilities, and I believe in one thing."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Zhan asked curiously.

"The heavens will take the bad guys for themselves." Mu Nuanzhou looked at him seriously.

"Hehe!" Cough, cough, what a heartless child. " Xiao Zhan could not help but laugh out loud, but he did not dare laugh without restraint, in case the wound he just bandaged would split open again.

Mu Nuanzhou didn't pay attention to his taunts as she seriously tied the bandages around him. In the process, sher hands would graze his skin faintly, making Xiao Zhan feel as if there was a soft feather scratching his skin. That kind of itchiness was like a painkiller, anesthetizing his pain senses, but with a word from Mu Nuanzhou, he quickly recovered her pain.

"Did Big Brother Ye Ming leave that much blood before? If I was by his side and bandaged him like this, would he not die? "