Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Liu Pipa led the people from the martial arts gym and Mo Che's subordinates into the narrow alley.

The pungent smell of blood came over immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the blade, still reflecting the setting sun, pierced through the dying man's throat as easily as tearing a cloth. The man struggled, and finally stopped all movements slowly, raised his head and declared death, counting Endless blood gushed from his throat.

Uncle Bai Ding in the martial arts hall gasped in fright.

Rao, even the subordinates of the Forbidden Army Garden, could almost feel their legs weakening when they saw such a scene.

The first one to move was Liu Pipa.

Resisting the urge to vomit, she hurried to Qian Mingshu's side and looked at the wound on the back of his shoulder.

"Uncle Bai Ding, bring the medicine, the wound medicine quickly!"

"Come, come!"

Bai Ding was stunned for a moment, then slowly ran over.

The others moved slowly.

Only Mo Che acted as if nothing had happened. He used his fingertips to simply look at the wounds on Xia Bai'an's body - except for the back, there were some wounds on the shoulders, waist and abdomen, and the entire arm was covered with bruises from the impact.

Xia Bai'an's head was still buried in his arms, and after Mo Che checked the wound, she only gasped because of the pain.

Qian Mingshu raised his dull eyes in a daze, and saw Liu Pipa calling him in front of him, as if thinking of something, he didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly pushed her away fiercely.

"Come on—"

"..."

Liu Pipa was pushed to the ground and her eyes turned red instantly.

"What time is this! Tell me to go!"

Qian Mingshu seemed to have exhausted all his strength and couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

Bai Ding quickly picked him up, and several people from the martial arts gym also quickly pulled Liu Pipa up, chattering in unison.

"Hurry back to the martial arts hall."

"Go to Tongji Hall and call the doctor!"

"Split up, don't rush over all at once! All of you hurry up and call someone!"

There was a period of chaos.

Several people wanted to come over to see Xia Bai'an's injuries, but were easily separated by Mo Che.

The man directly hugged Xia Bai'an horizontally, keeping both arms away from the wound on the other's body.

Xia Bai'an was shocked: "I'm not seriously injured, it's Qian Lao San..."

"In order to avoid your hands, what parts have you exposed to other people's hands?"

Mo Che's voice was strong and serious, and his awe-inspiring aura made the guards next to him quickly take a step back.

His eyes were full of gloom.

It seemed that if Xia Bai'an said the last sentence, he would immediately kill another person, as fierce as some kind of beast protecting food!

Xia Bai'an quickly shut up.

She and Qian Mingshu were quickly sent to the second floor of the martial arts hall to lie down.

Xia Bai'an wanted to tidy up Qian Mingshu's wound first, but the wound on her own shoulder was also painful. If someone sewed up the wound under such circumstances, she would not know who would lose too much blood and die first.

But she still couldn't help pointing at a few people who didn't know medical skills.

"Lighten up!"

"The wound over there needs to be cleaned first."

"Don't change people's clothes, tearing and cleaning the wound is the most important..."

The people in the martial arts hall turned around in a hurry.

Before Xia Bai'an could finish his sentence, Mo Che picked him up again and walked into another room.

This time, Mo Che's actions were not gentle at all, Xia Bai'an grinned in pain, and when she was thrown on the bed, she cried out in surprise, and couldn't even utter a curse word.

Too, so much pain!

Xia Bai'an's vision almost went dark, and when he was about to ask Mo Che what he wanted to do, the man had already stepped forward and grabbed her by the collar: "Get down."

"What, what?"

"I'll clean your wound."

Mo Che said coldly.

Only then did Xia Bai'an realize that he had a few extra medicine bottles in his hand.

but……

"There is a difference between men and women!"

"You've seen mine too." Mo Che grabbed her by the collar, but there was no sign of pulling it away.

Xia Bai'an's lips trembled slightly: "Are men and women the same thing?"

Mo Che said coldly, "I don't have much patience."

"..."

Co-authoring the ceremony first and then the soldiers, there are only two sentences about the ceremony!

The way she looked at Mo Che didn't seem to be joking.

Since they are all going to be seen, it is better to protect yourself first!

Thinking of this, she violently brushed away Mo Che's hand, untied her belt after lying on her stomach, and hugged the quilt tightly with her other two hands, covering those places that shouldn't be seen, and buried it in with a blushing face.

The robe is half open.

Mo Che's eyes darkened again.

Some dark thoughts still can't be suppressed.

It's as if he obviously should care about the other person's wounds first, but seeing her obediently unbuttoning her robe, the desires in his heart seem to take root, and he has other thoughts.

He suppressed other thoughts in his heart, slowly peeled off his clothes, and faded them to the back of his waist.

There were two long knife wounds on the supposedly white and smooth back.

One is very shallow, while the other one may have been resisted by Xia Bai'an to protect Qian Mingshu, it is very deep, but luckily it did not go deep into the bone marrow.

Mo Che also saw several stab wounds on the back of her waist.

His eyes sank, and he quickly cleaned up her wound.

Xia Bai'an was in pain, so he bit the bedding under him tightly, his whole body was tense, and the wound was bleeding out continuously because of her strong support, which soon soaked the bedding under him.

Mo Che's heart ached when he saw it.

"If it hurts, just call it out."

The man's voice is nice.

Xia Bai'an didn't let go of his desire to call out, but instead wanted to bury his whole face in it.

The next moment, the wound medicine on the back suddenly stopped, and the man forcefully pulled her out of the quilt, put his finger between her teeth, and said angrily: "Breathe! Are you trying to smother yourself to death!"

"……asshole."

Xia Bai'an said vaguely.

She had never given her wounds to others like this before, nor had she ever felt such pain.

Even after going through all those hardships, she was able to keep silent.

But with these real pains, I can't maintain a calm image...

Thinking of this, she bit the man's finger gently.

"Bite if it hurts. My hands are no more precious than yours."

Mo Che still pressed the tip of her teeth, afraid that she would be buried under the quilt again and completely forget to breathe.

The man continued to take the medicine, and the pain in the other hand continued to come.

after awhile.

The two doctors from Tongji Hall rushed over, but Mo Che turned them away on the grounds that they were men, and invited Mrs. Wei Guogong to come and treat them in person.

The subordinates of Jinjunyuan persuaded: "Isn't this making things big! Before the capital, the dead people were not investigated clearly, and now..."

"It's okay."

Mo Che's face was sullen, and he looked greedily at the red and white staggered back. With the unstoppable desire in his heart, he could only angrily tell the people outside the door, "Only a female doctor."

He, it seemed, couldn't stand other men seeing this.