The heart tightened slightly, and a warm current passed through her heart.

Before she could react, two voices could pass by her ears at the same time.

"Go away!"

"careful!"

The previous voice seemed a little anxious and panicked, while the other one was a magnetic voice that she was familiar with and felt extremely safe.

With the sounds of these two sounds, Han Zhiqing only felt a strong impact on her body and pushed her to the side. The next second, her body was held by another force and protected her tightly.

inside.

"Well……"

A heart-wrenching groan sounded in her ears, and finally brought her back to her senses from her surprise.

The crazi man who rushed towards them had already run far bypassing them, with a drop of dazzling blood red dripping from the sickle on his hand.

Han Zhiqing's heart tightened and turned to look at Mo Junhao. Seeing that his face was so pale at this time, his eyes were nervously pulling her body over, and he said in panic:

"Zhiqing, did he hurt you?"

In a word, the pronunciation is so clear that there is no trembling at all, as if he is not injured.

At this time, the farmer who was chasing the man came up, looked at Mo Junhao with a strong country accent and said in a panic:

"Young man, are you okay?"

"fine."

He gritted his teeth and endured the deep cut of the sickle on his arm that was injured by the man, and shook his head.

The farmer seemed very anxious and did not care about Mo Junhao's injuries. After hearing Mo Junhao say that it was okay, he chased the man again.

But Han Zhiqing was panicked, and looked at the bloody red gushing out of Mo Junhao's arms, and was helpless and didn't know what to do.

Mo Junhao's gaze retracted from the farmer's body, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the panic in Han Zhiqing's eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened a little.

"Zhiqing, it's okay. That person is gone. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Regardless of the blood flowing out of the wound, he let go of his hand that was covering the wound and hugged Han Zhiqing's body, which was at a loss due to panic.

He thought that she was frightened by the man just now, but he didn't know that Han Zhiqing, who had always been calm, was frightened by him at this moment.

His eyes were sour, as the dazzling blood reds surged out of his wounds, but he just stood stupidly.

"Zhiqing..."

Mo Junhao was a little scared by her reaction, leaned down and gently shook her shoulders. Suddenly, she suddenly raised her eyes at him, and the originally godless black eyes were dyed with a layer.

Reproach that arises from heartache.

Tears burst out from her eyes in an instant, and she growled at him:

"Mo Junhao, when can you ignore me?! You are injured yourself, why do you care about me?!!"

Tears of heartache kept pouring out from the bottom of her eyes, but what she said was such unpleasant words.

Mo Junhao was stunned for a moment because of her sudden reaction. The next second, Zhong was stunned as if he was happy, and a smile of joy appeared on his pale face.

He held her petite and trembling body with long arms comfortingly, and said softly:

"Silly girl, she's just a skin trauma. It's okay, don't be sad."

He was so happy because of her tears at this moment that he had long forgotten the severe pain in his hands, but he was also heartbroken because of her tears.

"What's so sad for me? It's not me who was injured."

The thick nasal voice looked at Mo Junhao with a choked crying voice, his eyes were blurred by tears.

I was so distressed that I was still stubborn.

"Okay, okay, okay, it's me who was hurt. You are not sad, you are not sad at all."

Mo Junhao smiled helplessly, and forgot the wound on his hand. He comforted her gently, but his eyes were full of affection.

"You're still laughing!"

Her tears burst out again, "Look at the doctor quickly."

She reached out and pulled his hand, but didn't know where to go.

She is not familiar with this place at all, and she doesn't know if there is any doctor or clinic here.

Her steps paused, and her eyes became even more at a loss.

Although Mo Junhao's hand was not fatal, he couldn't continue to bleed like that.

Mo Junhao saw the helplessness in her eyes. He smiled faintly and reached out and held her hand tightly.

"No need to see a doctor, we go back to the villa. There is a medicine box there."

He took her to the direction of the villa, and felt a little dizzy because there was too much blood on his head, but he didn't dare to let Han Zhiqing see it.

"But……"

"Silly girl, don't be it. The hospital here is in town. When we pass by, my blood will flow away."

Mo Junhao interrupted Han Zhiqing's words with a pale smile.

Now he has to rush back and stop the blood. He must have wanted to faint in front of her halfway. At that time, he will really scare this silly girl.

Seeing that she felt sorry for him so much and nervous about him, he was already very satisfied.

He was dizzy and his feet subconsciously slowed down a lot, but he forced himself to return to the villa.

The moment Han Zhiqing opened the door, she found that Mo Junhao's face was paler than before.

"Mo Junhao, how are you? You... tell me, you said you didn't lie to me..."

She grabbed Mo Junhao's arm nervously, and tears of fear surged into her eyes again.

Even if she was not a doctor, she knew that Mo Junhao was not in good condition at this time, and even seemed very difficult to blink.

The blood on his arms dyed his shirt red, but he just gave her a comforting smile:

"I'm fine, really, no...I won't lie to you."

He wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears from her face, and wanted to make her feel at ease, but found that at this time, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"Zhiqing, be good, I'll sit on the sofa. Which one do you want to take the spare medicine box in the cabinet?"

"Oh...oh...good..."

She nodded obediently, stroked Mo Junhao and sat down on the sofa, quickly turned around and rushed towards the cabinet Mo Junhao pointed at.

She hurriedly took out the medicine box. She opened the medicine box while walking and went to find the gauze and hemostatic medicine inside. However, when she raised her eyes, she saw Mo Junhao leaning against the sofa with his eyes closed.

She trembled with fear in her heart. She put the medicine box aside and rushed to Mo Junhao quickly, shaking Mo Junhao's body tremblingly.

"Mo Junhao, what's wrong with you? Mo Junhao!"

She felt even more panicked when she couldn't get his response, and her whole brain fell into a blank state.

She shook Mo Junhao's body gently again, "Hao... don't scare me, what's wrong with you? You said you're okay, you said you didn't lie to me, why... how can you lie to me?

You said you're okay, Mo Junhao, wake up, Mo Junhao... wake up, Hao... please wake up..."

Tears dripped down her cheeks onto Mo Junhao's face, allowing Mo Junhao, who had been unconscious for a moment, to wake up slightly at this time.

Feeling the burning liquid on his face and her panicked cry, he gritted his teeth, supported his heavy eyelids, and opened his eyes to her.

"Zhiqing...I didn't lie to you, I...I'm fine, I just closed my eyes and rested for a while. Be good, don't cry, stop the blood for me first."

He tried his best to make his speech sound normal, and wanted to calm her panicked heart, but gradually, his heavy eyelids made him feel overwhelmed.

But at this time, I could only hold on.

He didn't want her to be too scared at all. If he fainted, who would take care of her here?

She knew no one except him. He could not leave her alone here too scared.

Such a consciousness strongly supported him, and his load-bearing eyelids were watching her openly, wanting to make her feel at ease.

Hearing that he wanted to stop the bleeding for him, Han Zhiqing finally realized something from the helplessness, immediately stood up from him, and took the medicine box that she put on her hand aside.

Squatted down beside Mo Junhao, and used the regular family medical knowledge to cut his sleeves open and wiped the blood stains on his arms with alcohol.

Fortunately, there were a lot of medicines in this spare medicine box, and Han Zhiqing's originally panic gradually calmed down at this time.

At this time, she couldn't let herself be confused.

She could not be spoiled by Mo Junhao to rely too much on him and forget all her instincts.

She couldn't let Mo Junhao take care of him all the time, and it was time for her to take care of him.

After applying the medicine for him, he took out gauze and bandaged it carefully, each movement was meticulous and careful.

Mo Junhao leaned weakly on the sofa, and his former glory disappeared in his weak blue eyes, but he showed a gentle and satisfied smile when he watched Han Zhiqing bandage the wound so carefully for him.

Looking at the mist of water vapor on her thick eyelashes, it fell on her arm in the moment she blinked gently.

Just these few tears easily touched his soft heartstrings.

The corners of his mouth were tugging with a smile. He watched her bandage his arms perfectly, and raised his eyes filled with water vapor and threw them towards him.

The seemingly calm eyes were filled with heartache.

It is worth it to see Han Zhiqing who is distressed for him.

Han Zhiqing didn't know what Mo Junhao was thinking at this time, and her heart was already confused by his injuries. At this time, she was just pretending to be calm.

She stood up from the ground with her lips pursed, and she sat down beside him.

The eyes were thick and full, occupied by heartache and movement. She reached out and gently stroked his pale cheeks, saying:

"Mo Junhao, promise me not to just focus on me all the time, okay?"

Thinking back to the moment when the man rushed towards them, he subconsciously protected her behind her and her heart was deeply moved.
Chapter completed!