Chapter 92
Zhuge Xiaoxian's wound was on his chest, and he had to remove his clothes when he washed and applied the medicine. In the medical ethics of saving lives and healing the wounded, the doctor only regards patients as men and women.

Xue Liuyun looked at the scissors in his hand, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Click" he gently cut her clothes along her neck, all the way down.

The goose-yellow coat has been cut open, and a pink apron can be vaguely seen under the thin and flimsy clothes, and the chest rises and falls with the breath, looming.

Xue Liuyun couldn't help looking away from her pupils, adjusted her breathing, then turned around, and the scissors began to cut the second barrier, obscene clothes.

With a "squeak", the door behind him was opened heavily, and heavy footsteps came in with a sense of coercion.

"Get out!" Xue Liuyun stopped looking at her hand, her voice was serious.

"You overstepped!"

The low, mellow and majestic voice that only belonged to men, but those four short words made Xue Liuyun's whole body tremble, and then turned to look at the person who came.

Di Moxuan didn't look at Xueliuyun, but looked at the bed, Zhuge Xiaoxian was pale, lying dying, his coat had been cut open, revealing his white inner garment.

Clenching his hands tightly in his sleeves, he looked at Xue Liuyun, and his voice was icy: "Xue Liuyun, you're being too strict!"

Xue Liuyun still had that indifferent expression, looking into Di Moxuan's fire-breathing eyes with her breathtaking blue eyes, as if she wanted to see through him.

"Is it necessary to behave in order to save people?" He said in a flat tone, neither humble nor uttered a word, seeing the coercion on Di Moxuan as invisible.

Di Moxuan's eyes were filled with coldness, he approached the bed, pulled off the neat quilt on the inside of the bed and covered Zhuge Xiaoxian, then turned his head to look at Xue Liuyun's blue eyes, and looked at him: " Liuyun, she is my princess."

His voice was much more soothing than before, although it was still extremely stiff, at least the hostility was suppressed.

In any case, when Gong Liancheng was alive, Xue Liuyun was the only person he was a good friend and brother. emotion.

Xueliuyun lowered her long eyelashes, forming two fan-like shadows on her fairy-like pretty face.

Di Moxuan's words were clearly declaring his possession, reminding him that a friend's wife should not be bullied.

But do you know that the wife is used for pain rather than torture, he wanted to refute him like this, but no, the slight sadness faded on his face.

Xue Liuyun handed the scissors in front of Di Moxuan:
"Be careful when treating her wounds. The princess's injuries are serious, and her pulse is already throbbing. She can't delay any longer. Feed her the medicine in the red bottle beside the bed. Fortunately, her life was saved this time." , but there is no guarantee that she will be so lucky next time."

Di Moxuan took the scissors, the dignity of the Mozun made him unable to say thank you, he knew that Xue Liuyun was indirectly reminding him that Zhuge Xiaoxian's body could not withstand his abuse again.

In fact, he didn't know it would happen. He thought that Zhuge Xiaoxian would still regard her own interests as everything she did thousands of years ago. The kind and weak side deceived his heart.

There was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, what was he expecting, he was really sad, people didn't love him, yet he hoped she could pretend to love him like a thousand years ago.

(End of this chapter)

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