When An Hao was trapped in the plan to show his skills in the wasteland, Xun Ran on the other side took Luo Qi and boarded the plane to Xizhou to attend this audition for Carria.

Chi Weiwan and Tan Qing, who were far away in the imperial capital, also began another round of fierce competition in the yt competition.

Pei Sheng is still fighting for the betrothal gift on the territory of a small country.

Everyone is working hard for their goals.

Another morning came, and in front of the door, a guest who was lying on the ground was found.

Well, it’s a bit too much to say that he is a good guest, and I know this person well.

The woman in black who had a glimpse at the guesthouse.

An Hao is not surprised that the other party would lie down in front of his home.

But the other party's situation was too miserable. An Hao was so compassionate that he helped the person into the yard.

Mo Yunshang was not really in a coma. If a person like her really was in a coma, there was only one fate, and that would be death.

An Hao carefully helped her up, and carefully mixed her into the door and placed it on the sand. During this process, her consciousness was awake from beginning to end.

Mo Yunshang was confident that if the other party was going to be unfavorable to her, she could break the person's neck as soon as possible.

An Hao put the person on the sand and got up to look for the medical box. After coming back, he met a pair of dark eyes. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "You are awake!"

Mo Yunshang moved his ears and looked at An Hao's face, and some coldness faded from his eyes.

An Hao put the medicine box on the coffee table, opened it and took out the bandage iodine anti-inflammatory drugs, opened it one by one, and turned his head and explained to Mo Yunshang: "There is no extra room at home now. They haven't thought about it yet. Your body is too dirty, so you can only apply medicine here. Don't you mind?"

Mo Yunshang: "······I don't mind!"

"Do you take it off yourself or will I help you take it off?"

"I'll take it off myself!"

An Hao nodded, "I also think it's better for you to take off yourself. You know what wounds you have. If I ask me to help you take off, I will have to take off you all!"

Mo Yunshang: "······" A mouthful of blood was in the throat.

The clothes she was wearing were still the one she had jumped off the building in the guest room. They were covered with fragments of cuts, and they were obviously separated by sharp tools. Some of them were only injured, and some could see the bleeding wounds under the clothes.

"Tsk, it's so miserable!"

Mo Yunshang: From now on, I choose not to speak!

After taking off the clothes one by one, An Hao realized that her clothes seemed to have other mystery.

It suddenly seems not thick at all, but it actually divides many layers.

By the time Mo Yunshang took off her clothes to the point where she only had a pair of black shorts and a strapless bra, it was already ten minutes later.

An Hao asked her curiously while taking a cotton swab dipped in iodine: "Your clothes are so hard to take off, do you also wear them when you sleep?"

Mo Yunshang lowered his eyes and refused to speak.

An Hao took the alcohol to wipe the largest and deepest wounds on her face, and couldn't help frowning, "Your knife wounds are too deep and too big, and you need to be sutured!"

Mo Yunshang finally turned his head and looked at An Hao: "You can't?"

An Hao widened his eyes: "You think I am omnipotent!"

"I think you have also participated in the yt competition. As the designer of the competition, it is impossible for you to not know how to use needlework!" Mo Yunshang smiled softly, "You just sew these wounds like sewing clothes!"

This time it’s Anhao’s turn to be speechless!

Can wounds be the same as sewing clothes?

Besides, even if she can sew, she will sew the skin and flesh together little by little without anesthetic. Even if a person with strong willpower is strong, this process will make people crazy!

It took nearly twenty minutes to process nearly ten shallow wounds. An Hao looked at Mo Yunshang, who was about to be wrapped in rice dumplings, "Okay!"

Mo Yunshang glanced at the remaining wounds and looked at An Hao again.

The meaning expressed in the eyes is clear

Now!

An Hao was rarely angry: "Are you really not going to die?" He dared to run to her doorstep for help just by looking for help from just a few encounters. An Hao believed that the person in front of him was not a brainless person.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Mo Yunshang finally spoke softly, "I can't go to the hospital!"

An Hao pursed his lips and kept his expressionless for a few minutes. Seeing that the other party still had no intention of changing his mind, he finally sighed in frustration, "I'll say it first, if you hurt so much, don't blame me!"

Mo Yunshang nodded, "I don't blame you!"

An Hao found the needles he usually used to sew clothes, and then ran to the opposite door to borrow some silk threads for the wounds outside the slit. He soaked them all in alcohol, and then dried them in the sun. Then he used the thread to penetrate the needle, took a deep breath and sat next to Mo Yunshang.

Before getting the needle, I found a piece of cotton cloth and stuffed it into Mo Yunshang's mouth.

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.

Just because the skin in front of her was a piece of flesh-colored fabric, the fabric was broken from the middle, and all she had to do was sew it.

Mo Yunshang turned his head slightly and saw that his fingers were still trembling and calm, and unexpectedly, he quickly calmed down.

The first needle is very stable.

It can be seen that the other party has taken twelve points of seriousness.

Mo Yunshang's eyes couldn't help but become deeper, and his already dark pupils would be even more unsightly.

When she dragged her body to the door, she actually didn't know what she was thinking at that time. It was obvious that she had only met twice, and the two of them had never even said a word to each other, but somehow, she just felt that if there was one person in this world who would not harm her and would save her, that person must be the girl who was wearing a light green long dress, as fresh as the first emerald color in spring.

There was infinite vitality in that person's eyes.

The needle penetrated into the flesh and spread to the nerves. It was absolutely fake to say that it didn't hurt. But Mo Yunchang turned his head and looked at the quiet side face beside him who lowered his head and held the needle. Unconsciously, his mood gradually calmed down. The sound of silk thread tying the flesh was obvious in the quiet space, but whether it was the person holding the needle or the person who was sewn with the wound, he did not focus on it.

An Hao just thought about sewing the cloth that was a bit big in front of him. Mo Yunshang felt that she should have been infected by An Hao's emotions, as if the one covered her arm was really just a piece of cloth.

Even the cotton cloth biting in the mouth has long lost its function.

Three larger wounds were sewn in turn. An Hao took the cotton cloth from Mo Yunshang's mouth, and then sprinkled medicine on the sewn wound. Finally, he wrapped the bandages. Then he let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, you are like a big rice dumpling now!"

Mo Yunshang looked down at himself, and laughed softly for the first time: "Thank you!"

An Hao looked up at her in surprise.

The girl in front of her had a very plain face, and she looked very cold and hard when she didn't smile, but her eyes that looked like a little paint made people look at it subconsciously.

But at this moment, the other party just smiled slightly, and his whole body became vivid in an instant.

After seeing this, my eyebrows and eyes only felt that it was appropriate everywhere.

He couldn't help but suggest, "You should smile more, you look good when you smile!"

Mo Yunshang silently returned to his expressionless face, "How many times do you need to laugh in normal times!"

An Hao curled his lips, looked at the bandage on Mo Yunshang's body, and paused on her shorts and strapless breasts, "I have children at home, you can't wear this way! Besides, you can't wear this piece of clothing now. I'll find one for you to wear, but I didn't bring black clothes when I went out this time. Can you accept other colors?"

She understands some people very much. They love one color and want to wear it on their own, live in it, and use it all the same color.

An Hao can see that the girl opposite is also of this kind.

If another color appears on her body, she will definitely be very uncomfortable!

Mo Yunshang himself knew what he could not ask for now, and after a few seconds of silence, he nodded.

An Hao cleaned up the mess on the coffee table and took the medicine box back to his room.

Put the medical box in place, walked to the wardrobe at the bedside and opened the cabinet door without any hesitation, and looked at Mo Yunshang with his side: "Where do you want to wear, choose which one you want to wear! By the way, the medical expenses, handicraft expenses, and clothes you are now all paid for, because I am very poor now!"

Mo Yunshang's hand who reached out to get the clothes subconsciously shrank.

He understands the medical expenses!

Clothes, okay, she is not an unsavory person, so naturally she can see that these clothes are not cheap.

Is the handicraft fee the "handicraft" fee for using her wound as a sewing of fabric?

I want to grit my teeth inexplicably!

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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