After parking the car, Mu Jin carefully took the cat out of the car and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the cat was not awake.

He carried the cat all the way back to the apartment and put her on the bed.

The black cat also sneaked in. It lingered on and under the bed for a while, but found that its owner was sleeping soundly and Jin Shen didn't have time to pay attention to it. So it ran out again, looking back every few steps.

Mu Jin unbuttoned the cat's shirt, revealing her bandaged shoulder, took a pair of scissors, and cut the gauze open.

His hand trembled slightly when he saw the still gruesome wound, and his heart skipped a beat. He stared at it, his eyes dark.

He really didn't protect her well; she got hurt.

He was overwhelmed by boundless self-blame. If he had gone to find Ziying with her that night, none of this would have happened.

Suddenly, the cat stirred and curled up slightly, as if it were cold.

Mu Jin then came to her senses, pulled the blanket over her chest, exposing her injured shoulder, and gently removed her arm.

He bent down and gently placed his hand on the cat's wound. A rich blue aura appeared under his palm and enveloped the wound!

And the wound, which was originally a gruesome sight with new flesh showing through, is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Mu Jin used her other hand to hold a pair of medical tweezers and removed the sutures from the wound.

After a while, Mu Jin removed her hand, and the cat's shoulder was completely smooth again! Even the scar she had been worried about was gone!

And all of this happened while she was asleep.

Mu Jin threw the blood-stained gauze and strips of cloth into the trash can, buttoned up the cat's clothes, tucked her in, and seeing that she was sleeping even more soundly, she went to the bathroom.

The bathroom light was bright. Mu Jin leaned closer to the mirror, looked at herself, grabbed a razor, and started shaving.

When Mu Jin came out after taking a shower, she saw Maomao sitting on the bed, her clothes disheveled, her shoulders half-exposed...

When the cat saw Mu Jin come out, it looked at him blankly and asked, "Jin, where's my injury?"

She had only taken a short nap, and when she woke up, she found that Ah Jin was not there. However, she soon heard the sound of water in the bathroom and knew that he was inside.

But to her most surprise, the injury on her shoulder had healed! She touched it for a long time and was quite certain that it wasn't a hallucination.

Mu Jin walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze falling on her shoulder. "Does it hurt?"

The cat nodded: "A little."

When she was in real pain, she lied and said she wasn't in pain; only now is she telling the truth.

The surface wound is indeed gone, but the injured area still hurts a bit, like the painful and itchy feeling when a wound is almost healed.

Mu Jin touched her shoulder. "The wound has healed, but it will take a few more days for the pain to subside. All medical techniques in 'Missing One' have side effects."

However, this side effect is much smaller compared to the injury itself.

"It's 'Missing a Door'! Ah Jin, you used witchcraft to heal me!" Cat said in surprise.

Mu Jin simply nodded calmly.

The first part of "Missing One" is about medicine, and the second part is about witchcraft. Medicine can be explained with reason, but witchcraft cannot. As long as a certain price is paid, witchcraft is almost omnipotent.

Therefore, Ye Mingshi once said that his medical skills were only slightly inferior to Mu Jin's, and that Mu Jin did not save people easily because his medical skills and witchcraft both came from "Missing One Path," which he generally did not use.

"Ah Jin, you're the best." Cat laughed.

She looked at Mu Jin, who was wearing thin loungewear and had wet hair. Playful water droplets clung to his hair, lingering for a long time before slowly dripping down. He looked so alluring, even when he was still, just after taking a bath.

The cat couldn't help but touch his face. "Ah Jin, you shaved."

Mu Jin nodded. "Yeah, didn't you say you didn't like it?"

The cat's hand involuntarily slid to Mu Jin's neck, gently stroking it.

Mu Jin raised her eyelids slightly, then suddenly picked up the cat, put one arm around her waist, and pressed the back of her head with the other, tilting her head slightly, "Are you hungry?"

So close, the cat could smell Mu Jin's sweet scent again, and all she could see was a rapidly spinning vortex. She bared her teeth and, with the last vestiges of her sanity, asked, "Ah Jin, shouldn't you draw my blood?"

Because that's what Mu Jin always did before.

However, Mu Jin simply pressed her head down, saying, "Just like that."

The cat couldn't resist and took a bite. Warm blood flowed into its mouth, and the cat fell into a strange calm, as if floating on a cloud, feeling extremely satisfied.

After an unknown amount of time, the cat released its grip and saw two deep teeth marks on Mu Jin's neck. Blood seeped out along the teeth marks, and she suddenly buried her head and licked them.

Mu Jin froze instantly.

"Ah Jin, you should take care of your wounds too." Cat sat up, feeling much more comfortable and her mind was unusually clear.

But she finally felt a little embarrassed. Human teeth aren't sharp, and when she bit Ah Jin, he must have felt a lot of pain.

Mu Jin walked away for a while and quickly returned. However, he didn't seem to have done much treatment; he just put a gauze pad on his neck.

"Ah Jin, have you applied the medicine?" the cat asked him.

"No."

"Why don't you apply the medicine? Let me help you." Cat said, kneeling up to remove the gauze.

Mu Jin grabbed her hand, "No need, it's not a serious injury."

He refused, and the cat didn't insist on changing it for him.

"Your mother went missing. What happened that night?" Mu Jin asked.

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