Nan Wanyan was frightened and sat up suddenly, "Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan was still where he was. He seemed a little panicked, his handsome face and ears were a little red, "Princess, my subordinate is fighting mosquitoes. Did you wake up the princess?"

He couldn't restrain himself and kissed her for a while, which actually woke her up. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and she probably didn't notice the flaw.

mosquito?

Yes, a mosquito was biting her just now. Nan Wanyan touched her face and lips and asked him to sit back down.

"You are injured, so you don't have to do these things. How do you feel now?"

Mo Yan's heart almost jumped into his throat. He sat back down and subconsciously rubbed his wrist. However, he suddenly found that the wrist guard on his right hand had disappeared. His Mo Yan suddenly shrank, feeling panic in his heart.

Zoom in instantly.

He immediately put his hands behind his back, looked deeply at Nan Wanyan, wondering if she had seen his scars, and said calmly: "My subordinate is not seriously ill, thank you princess for the treatment."

"You risked your life to protect me. This is what I should do." Nan Wanyan measured his forehead with her hand. "The fever has gone away. It seems that he has indeed recovered a lot."

But she still stared at Mo Yan suspiciously, wondering what she was thinking.

Mo Yan looked away unnaturally, and the carriage seemed too quiet.

Nan Wanyan stared at Mo Yan's right hand behind his back, raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to cover it up, I've seen it all."

"Don't worry, I'm not a harsh person, and I won't dislike you because of the scars on your body. But your injury has been around for several years. How could you have been burned so badly? Didn't you deal with it afterwards?"

When she was treating Mo Yan's wound, she saw his right hand. The burn was so severe that she didn't even know what he had gone through.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment and stared at Nan Wanyan with a complicated expression. Seeing that her expression was as simple as usual and she was simply concerned, he suddenly remembered that she had never seen such a wound under his cover in Xiye.

He breathed a sigh of relief, no longer covering up, and naturally put his hands by his side, but his eyes were a bit disappointed and bitter.

"It's nothing, it's just that there was a leak in the house before, and my subordinate was accidentally burned while trying to save his two younger brothers."

"My family didn't have much savings at that time, and we still had to repair the house. Naturally, we wouldn't waste money on my subordinates' scars. I usually wore wristbands because I was afraid of scaring others."

Nan Wanyan looked at Mo Yan meaningfully. Although he spoke very casually, his lost eyes still betrayed him.

She felt more and more that Mo Yan was a mysterious and strange person.

"Anyway, your condition must have been very serious at that time. You are lucky to have saved this arm. If you care about this scar, I can help you remove it."

Hearing this, Mo Yan looked at Nan Wanyan blankly, "Princess, you are saying that your subordinate's scars can be removed?"

He didn't want her to see his ugly scar.

Maybe he could resume hugging her with these beautiful hands, and he seemed so eager and expecting again.

Nan Wanyan nodded noncommittally, "Of course, your wound is not poisonous and can be easily treated."

As she spoke, she took out a bottle of scar-removing ointment from her arms and motioned to Mo Yan to stretch out his hand.

Mo Yan pursed his lips, but still hesitated to let her see her. She was so beautiful, and she probably didn't like to see anything ugly.

"It still doesn't work. I'm afraid it will stain the princess's eyes."

"You are a grown man, why are you so hesitant?" Nan Wanyan frowned, directly pulled his right hand over, and quickly opened the sleeve on Mo Yan's right hand.

His scars were intricate and twisted, quite large, and extended straight to his upper arm.

This was handled so poorly. He must have suffered a lot at that time. As a doctor, Nan Wanyan really couldn't bear to see this kind of failed treatment. The patient could obviously have suffered less.

She sighed and applied the ointment to his arm, "Didn't you say that you would use these hands to hug the person you are looking for in the future? If so, wouldn't you be afraid of scaring her/him?"

Mo Yan looked deeply at the frowning Nan Wanyan, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart. He lowered his eyes and seemed to smile, speaking softly, "Don't be afraid, I can't scare her."

She has seen it.

Nan Wanyan raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Yan strangely, unable to explain what she felt.

She said no more, but said: "Thank you first for saving my child's life today."

Little Steamed Dumpling said that if Mo Yan hadn't pushed her away, he wouldn't have been stabbed this way.

Thinking of the previous scene, Mo Yan's face suddenly darkened and his eyes were extremely cold.

"My subordinate is useless. He fainted even after a minor injury. Fortunately, you and the princes are fine. Otherwise, my subordinates will have to bear the blame."

Nan Wanyan put down the ointment-smeared hand and looked at Mo Yan solemnly, "You don't have to hide it from me. I know that your fainting was not caused by this sword, but the recurrence of internal injuries that had been accumulated in your body for a long time."

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"I have seen this kind of internal injury. It is exactly the same as Ye Qianfeng's. It is difficult to deal with and will not heal for a long time. It is not suitable to use force until the internal injury is cured. Otherwise, it is easy to suffer from high fever, bone-eroding pain, and finally fainting and fainting.

, over time, it can slowly kill people."
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