Ji Muhan gently pressed Mo Xiaoqing's right ankle. "Does it hurt?"
Mo Xiaoqing stared at him with her big, watery eyes, and softly uttered a single word, "It hurts."
Ji Muhan remained silent, her brows furrowing slightly. She then moved her fingers down there and pressed tentatively.
However, his finger had only been pressed down for a short time!
"Yes, yes, right here. Don't touch it, it hurts."
The little girl stared at him with her pitiful, tearful eyes, and kept making pitiful cries!
The people around her felt sorry for her. It had been a long time since Mo Yanyu had shown such a pained expression. In fact, the little girl was naturally delicate and soft-hearted, and when she was in pain, she couldn't help but call out for her brother.
He seemed a little dazed, and he didn't know when it started, but when Momo was in pain, her first reaction was no longer to look for him!
At this moment, all he could remember was that when the little girl was young, whenever she was coaxed to tears or had a fever, she would always call out "brother" in her soft, sweet voice.
When exactly did it start... that the little girl's first reaction wasn't to look for him?
Mo Yanyu frowned, a strange melancholy creeping into her heart. The current scene certainly seemed to confirm the saying that girls are outgoing…
Unlike his thoughts, Mo Tingqi's eyes were filled with an overwhelming depth, his gaze cold and stubborn as he stared at Ji Muhan's hands that were holding Mo Xiaoqing's right foot, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
He seemed lost in thought, and his expression was unsettlingly terrifying.
Seeing Shen Shaolin beside her, she felt a chill in her heart and couldn't help but think to herself, "This little girl is really surrounded by dangers, with wolves in front and tigers behind."
Fortunately, their relationship is only just beginning. If it were any later, when Ji Muhan came to propose, he could already imagine the other party sweeping him out the door with a broom, refusing to let him even enter the gate...
Despite being under the watchful eyes of so many people, Ji Muhan remained calm and composed as she pressed on Mo Xiaoqing's ankle!
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Don't touch me!" Mo Xiaoqing frowned deeply, her disgusted expression making it seem like she wanted to get at least three feet away from her immediately!
Ji Muhan sighed softly. Momo was far too delicate and extremely afraid of pain; she couldn't be treated too gently or too roughly! Even the slightest pressure would make her whine and whimper! Anyone who didn't know better would think he had hit her very hard!
He gently flicked Mo Xiaoqing's forehead and told her, "It's not serious, just a minor sprain. Go back and apply a warm compress, rest for a couple of days, and it should be fine."
"..." Is everything really alright? But why does she feel so much pain?
Although Mo Xiaoqing didn't speak, her expressive eyes stared at him intently, which was enough to convey the unspoken message in her gaze.
Ji Muhan said indifferently, "You can also call someone to come and take a look!"
Mo Xiaoqing blinked. She was such a perceptive person; she naturally nodded repeatedly. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I think you probably don't want to see me in pain, right? So, to be absolutely sure, I think it's best to have someone come and check on me! That way you can feel more at ease, right?"
"..."
Listen to what this little devil is saying!
It's obvious they don't believe him; they speak in roundabout ways, going in circles!
Ji Muhan found it amusing, but she didn't show it on her face. She glanced at her indifferently and said, "Whatever!"
Mo Tingqi couldn't stand Mo Xiaoqing's way of praising him to the skies, always afraid of offending him. He glanced at Ji Muhan with a half-smile and said in a sinister tone, "Are you even capable? Your little darling is in so much pain, and you're still talking so casually."
Three black lines immediately appeared on Shen Shaolin's forehead. "..." What do you mean by "can it or not"?
Who gave you such audacity?
How dare they doubt the captain of their Wolf Special Forces? Although Mu Han wasn't a medic, battlefield medical care was part of their training.
Since Ji Muhan has already said that, it's highly likely that it's true.
Mo Tingqi sneered, his words dripping with undisguised sarcasm, "My Momo is already in so much pain, how can I tolerate you spouting such nonsense?"
"..."
Although Shen Shaolin did enjoy watching the excitement, Ji Muhan was still his brother, especially in front of these two brothers-in-law who were clearly hostile towards him.
He decisively chose to support his brother.
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