Chapter 9 If I can still live, I will definitely be responsible for you
It is conceivable how tough this man's character is. If someone else had suffered such an injury, he would probably not even dare to move, let alone take her with him to empty the national treasury.
Mo Jiuye's skin had turned purple-blue, and there were several broken wounds, from which bright red blood was flowing.
Moreover, the injured area is very large, with almost no good spots in the buttocks and thighs.
This shows how much effort the executioners spared.
Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a chill on his body and instinctively reached out to pull up his pants.
Due to his profession, He Zhiran has now transformed into a doctor with professional ethics.
Her voice was serious but also unquestionable.
"Don't move."
Upon hearing this, Mo Jiuye's hand, which had just been holding onto the waistband of his pants, suddenly froze there.
He Zhiran pulled his hand away without any explanation.
"Although you haven't broken any bones, the injury is not light. Don't underestimate the superficial injuries. If not treated promptly, they can be fatal."
Listening to her lecturing him like an old woman, Mo Jiuye finally resigned himself to his fate and withdrew his hand.
He closed his eyes and let He Zhiran help him treat his wounds.
He Zhiran's movements were very skillful. She first poured some alcohol on a cotton ball, then held the cotton ball with tweezers and gently wiped Mo Jiuye's wound.
"It will be a little painful, just bear with it."
"Yeah." It was indeed a bit painful, but for Mo Jiuye, it was nothing.
After disinfecting the wound, He Zhiran took out a packet of Yunnan Baiyao from the space.
This medicine is the most effective for Mo Jiuye's injuries.
She gently sprinkled the powder evenly on Mo Jiuye's wound, and her fingers accidentally touched his skin.
This feeling made Mo Jiuye's body tremble involuntarily. At the same time, he was also clearly aware that his face felt like it was on fire.
He Zhiran was wholeheartedly helping Mo Jiuye treat his wound and had no idea how he felt. At this moment, she had already put a bandage on the wound.
He then gave him a tetanus shot quickly.
Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a pain in his arm as if being pricked by a needle, and his body instinctively wanted to hide.
"Don't move." He Zhiran reminded.
Mo Jiuye's body stiffened immediately, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the pricking sensation disappeared.
After dealing with these, He Zhiran looked at Mo Jiuye's blood-stained underwear.
"Where are your clothes? I'll go get you a clean pair of pants."
Mo Jiuye was aware that he was blushing, and did not dare to turn his head when asked.
"The cabinet on the left is full of my clothes."
He Zhiran went to the closet and randomly picked up a pair of white underwear and put it on the bed, then he started to take off Mo Jiuye's pants which had been pulled down to her knees.
Mo Jiuye quickly stopped him: "I can do it myself."
He was already shy enough. If he asked this woman to help him change his pants, wouldn't he have to find a hole in the ground to crawl into?
He Zhiran didn't think much about this aspect.
After all, she had done this for patients many times in her previous life.
"Your wound has just been treated. Don't move around. If it bleeds again, all my efforts will be in vain."
Mo Jiuye still insisted: "Men and women should not touch each other, how can I ask you to help me change my pants?"
Hearing this, He Zhiran couldn't help but burst out laughing, and what he said was no longer considerate of Mo Jiuye's feelings.
"I've seen your butt all over, do you still need to change your pants?"
Mo Jiuye...
At this moment, he felt like a huge stone was blocking his heart, and he was choking and almost couldn't breathe.
This woman is really something, she always brings up things that are not related to the topic.
But think about it, what they said is right. My butt has been hanging here for a long time. If he still refuses to change his pants, it will seem a bit pretentious.
"Ahem...well...well, if I'm still alive, I will definitely take responsibility for you."
In Mo Jiuye's mind, this kind of thing was equivalent to him having physical contact with He Zhiran. As a man of integrity, he would never let a woman suffer a loss at his hands.
After hearing what he said, He Zhiran couldn't help laughing again.
However, she tried her best to control her laughter so that the servants outside would not hear it.
"Hahaha...don't take it so seriously, okay? I'm healing you out of the most basic ethics of a doctor. Don't overthink it, whether I'm responsible or not."
To be honest, He Zhiran had never thought about his future with Mo Jiuye.
Although she admired this hero, they had just met and had no feelings for each other at all.
For He Zhiran, a soul from the later generations, she simply wanted Mo Jiuye to survive on the road of exile.
As for the rest, everything depends on fate.
It can be said that He Zhiran is relatively rational in her relationship with Mo Jiuye. She will not accept this marriage relationship that does not belong to her regardless of the consequences just because the other party is her idol hero.
Of course, if the two of them can develop feelings for each other through contact, she will also try to date Mo Jiuye until both of them feel that the other is the other half they want, and being together will be a natural thing.
But now is not the time to think about these things. The road of exile in the future is still long, and what she needs to think about is how to deal with it.
Stopping his laughter, He Zhiran carefully helped Mo Jiuye change his pants.
After feeling his two trouser legs being put on, Mo Jiuye refused to let He Zhiran help him anymore no matter what.
"I can do the rest myself."
He Zhiran didn't force it. He could even take her on climbing walls and climbing rooftops. It should be fine if she was careful and pulled up her pants.
Before Mo Jiuye turned over, she put the treatment tools into the space.
Also check the amount of alcohol.
Seeing this, He Zhiran was immediately overjoyed. There were actually three bottles of alcohol.
Even the Yunnan Baiyao, bandages, tetanus medicine, and disposable syringes that had just been used were restored to their original quantities.
What’s even more surprising is that she even has an extra pair of tweezers.
What does this indicate?
This shows that the items originally in her space do have the ability to regenerate materials.
Of course, those things she brought in in ancient times were not there. After all, the things she placed in the ear room never appeared again.
Despite this, He Zhiran was already very satisfied.
With this function, He Zhiran felt that his back was straighter.
Because her space is not just filled with medical equipment.
She knew that this was not the time to be happy, as time was running out and she still had many things to deal with.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran took out the two indentures again and walked out.
Qiaoyu had been guarding the door. When she saw her come out, she hurriedly and respectfully asked, "Miss, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Qiaoyu, go to your room. I have something to say to you and Qiaoxin."
After He Zhiran finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the maid's room.
Qiaoyu had followed the eldest lady for many years, but this was the first time she saw her so serious, so she hurriedly followed her.
At the same time, my heart was beating fast:
Judging from the eldest lady's expression, there must be something important.
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