The Days of Dressing Up as a Handsome General

By the time the vermilion door closed again, Nangong Yu's wound had already been bandaged.I lifted the quilt covering his lower body, picked him up without looking sideways, and put him into the bathtub with only half a bucket of water. When his buttocks touched the water, his whole body stiffened, and even trembled slightly .

I didn’t know what to do, rolled up my sleeves and walked around the bathtub. The point is that I stood outside and he sat inside. He was still unconscious. There was no position that was more convenient for cleaning. He was still sitting and sitting with his buttocks. ...

I held my forehead, thought for a long time, and had no choice but to find a stool, brace myself to support him, put a stool under him, and clamped my two legs on the edge of the tub.This posture is really...but also very similar to the posture of abortion in the operating room.

I breathed a sigh of relief, turned my heart, bent down, and started the extremely difficult cleaning project.

"Tuktuk—" There was another knock on the door.

I was sweating profusely from the heat, and the fingers I poked in bit by bit just found the lump. Why did someone knock on the door at this critical moment, so I had to grit my teeth and say, "Wait a minute."

I breathed heavily on Nangong Yu's neck, and immediately added, "Don't come in."

No wonder Zhu Yun said that it is not suitable for me to clean him up, and it is not suitable for anyone else to replace him. I exerted a little force, trying to pull out the dirt, but I heard a series of restrained groans in my ears, "Ugh... it hurts, it hurts." ..."

I raised my eyes to look at Nangong Yu, and saw that his clenched lower lip was turning white, and his breathing was stagnant. I knew in my heart that this would make him feel bad, so I just closed my eyes and gritted my teeth to continue.

The damn thing finally came out, I breathed a sigh of relief, opened my eyes, but unexpectedly met Nangong Yu's eyes, like a deep pool without a trace of waves.

The two faces were so close that I could see the tiny droplets of water vapor condensed on his chin. I immediately felt like I was being caught. After a few rinses.

I stammered to explain: "I, I, help, help you..."

"Mo'er." He just looked at me and called my name, everything around him and my weird posture didn't attract his attention.

He tilted his head, without any expression on his face, he just called my name with a voice like broken jade, Mo'er, Mo'er...

"Hey, Nangong Yu!" I stretched out my hand to pat his face, but he didn't respond, he just called softly.I have an ominous premonition in my heart. In this case, Nangong Yu couldn't bear the stimulation of being played with, so he collapsed?

"Nangong Yu?" There was a tone in his voice, as if he was expressing a questioning tone, "You are Nangong Yu, you..." I frowned. Could it be that Nangong Yu doesn't even remember himself?

"Du Du——" There were two more knocks on the door, and the people outside the door had been waiting for a long time.

"Wait a little longer." Since I have waited for so long, I don't care if it takes a little longer.

I rolled up the slippery sleeves again, carried him out and sent him back to the bed, and found that I hadn’t wiped him off for a while. My sleeves fell into the water several times during the cleaning process, and now even my chest was wet. wet.

I took off my damp robe, took another silk scarf, and wiped his body pretending to be calm.You must know that Nangong Yu didn't wake up before, so he didn't feel so awkward doing those things.

But now a big naked beauty is half leaning on his arms and calling his name, looking at me with a ignorant expression to help him wipe off the moisture between his legs, I am extremely embarrassed and still have a little heat……

I frowned, "Stop calling me by my name, why do you keep calling me!"

He tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "Because he disappeared. I searched for him everywhere, but couldn't find him. I called him and he didn't agree to me..."

At this time, Nangong Yu didn't match the preamble and the afterword, and kept talking non-stop, and at the end, he began to call Mo'er repeatedly.

I can only help him lie down, cover him with the quilt, coax him to close his eyes, and say that as long as he sleeps and then opens his eyes, he will be able to see Mo'er.

He closed his eyes as he said, and I put down the curtain, and then went to open the door.

Passing by the table, he put the ointment on it into his arms, thinking that it would be better to wait for Nangong Yu to fall asleep before applying the medicine for him, after all, he didn't have the courage to do that in person.

Outside the door was Mo Ran and Mo Xiang, I quickly invited them into the house.

"Young master, this is my brother Mo Xiang." Mo Ran hurriedly introduced to me as soon as he entered the room, holding a half-foot square gilt box in his arms.

I smiled, cupped my hands to Mo Xiang and said, "I saw it just now."

Mo Xiang was a little flattered and stopped Yingying's bowing, but she was not used to it, but she returned a hand bow with joy.

"Thanks to the young master's righteousness for saving me, Xiao Tuan, please accept my worship." Mo Xiang touched the ground with both knees, as if he was about to kowtow.

I quickly helped him up and said, "I was also destined to meet him that day. He didn't bump into so many people, and just bumped into my arms."

"For so many years, that's how he got lucky." Mo Xiang stroked Mo Ran's head, with a sense of gratitude in his tone.

"Where, I was optimistic about the collision that day."

I noticed the slight complacency in Mo Ran's tone, and asked, "How do you like it?"

Mo Ran took a look at my expression, and said in a low voice: "The other day when I looked over from a distance, I saw Young Master standing in the crowd with a messy Taoist hair. I heard the story of the Shushan swordsman in the book, and I thought that the person who topped the head of a Taoist priest would not be a bad person, and before I recovered, I was already begging you."

There was a smile in Mo Xiang's eyes, and his eyes secretly aimed at my head, as if he was imagining the appearance of that Taoist head.

Shushan swordsman?Oh my god, Moran, you are too... I scratched my hair in embarrassment, and asked Moran: "Why are you two brothers here?"

Mo Ran opened his mouth slightly, and Mo Xiang hurriedly replied: "I heard that Mr. Mo saved a person at the banquet, let's see if there is anything we can do to help."

Mo Ran looked at him in surprise, Mo Xiang obviously didn't tell the real intention of coming, I smiled slightly: "That person is my friend, but I don't know how it ended up like this."

Mo Xiang lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and said, "He was sold a few days ago, because he was insane and his mouth was always rambling. Daddy even said that if he had a clear mind, he would definitely become the top card in Bifang Building." For his father's sake, he invited a doctor to treat him."

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that he had blood congestion in his brain, and he had to take medicine for a long time to dissipate the blood congestion, and then see if his sanity can recover, because he didn't know whether this person was stupid or was knocked stupid."

"He's not stupid."

Mo Xiang saw that my tone was not very good, so she didn't say any more, she paused, and said comfortingly: "He was the first person who survived on that stage, it doesn't matter if he is stupid, maybe he also understands those things. do not remember."

There is a feeling of remorse and guilt growing in my heart, and my intuition tells me that Nangong Yu's current state probably has something to do with me.

"Does the young master want to take him back?"

I nodded, I had negotiated with Shan Shan before, Shan Shan didn't even accept my money, just said that the young master liked it and took it away.

"That's fine, but you might as well eat more soup and less food for the first few days. Roe meat, fermented bean curd, green onions, peppers, and leeks are all foods that are not conducive to wound healing. Foods that are not conducive to wound healing should be avoided. Garlic and ginger are easy to leave scars. If you can Of course it is best to eat pigeon soup, if you can’t buy it, you can also drink fish soup.”

I quickly wrote down the various foods that Mo Xiang said, and said casually: "You know a lot."

There was a careless but bitter smile on his lips, but his words were full of sarcasm, and he said: "Where, as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a good doctor, and 200 taels a night is not a small amount. Every month, some guests say It’s worth the money, and you have to feel that it’s enough to let me go.”

I scolded myself for speaking without thinking. At this time, Mo Ran had already knelt down and begged: "Master, I didn't come to see that person tonight. A lot of treasures, begging the young master to help sell them off, and then help my brother redeem himself."

Mo Ran opened the gold-plated box in his arms, and the gold, silver and jewelry inside immediately reflected its surrounding environment.

"Xiao Tuan, you go out first, I have something to say to Young Master."

Mo Ran wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a look at Mo Xiang, put the gilt box in his arms on the table, and went out as promised.

"My lord, the gold and silver in this box are rewarded by the guests, but the jewels are more fake than real. You only need to go back and coax Xiaotuan to say that the things are not easy to sell. After another five or seven years, Mo Xiang's hands will be gone." I have accumulated a lot of things in the house, and my health is not good, and then I will trouble you to come to Bifang Tower to redeem me."

"You..." I didn't expect Mo Xiang to say another plan.

"Xiaotuan didn't say anything, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He wished that I would leave Bifang Building immediately, but now I am the cash cow in Bifang Building. If I want to redeem myself at this time, why wouldn't Coral open his mouth like a lion and fall down?" It’s better to wait another five years, then I’m afraid I can go out for only three or four hundred taels.”

"I thought you were going to ask me to help you."

"Young Master treats Xiao Tuan well to help me." Mo Xiang smiled slightly, "He is my most important person."

"I see."