Touch the cold

Wu Xun yawned, as if he hadn't woken up.Before dawn, Wu Xun stretched his muscles and bones in the shop, and just turned his neck when he heard the door being kicked open, and Qin Yi came into the shop with a bloody man on his back.

Wu Xun yawned in his throat, blinked for a few moments, then rushed over to help Qin Yi put the person on his back on the low bed beside him.

Many bloodstains on Mo Zijin's body had dried up, and the dried blood stuck his flesh and clothes together, and the clothes could only be torn off by pulling.

Wu Xun mentioned that Mo Zijin simply cleaned up the clothes on his body, then turned his head and looked at Qin Yi suspiciously, while Qin Yi just stood silently aside, his eyes fixed on Mo Zijin's pale face.

Wu Xun didn't ask anything, turned around and closed the open shop door, then brought some tools and medicinal materials, and brought a pot of freshly boiled hot water from the stove to help Mo Zijin clean the wound.

Mo Zijin's breathing was weak and he had already lost consciousness.

The room was eerily silent, save for the sound of towels being dipped in water, and the occasional clash of silver tools.

There was a scar across Mo Zijin's back, his skin was torn apart, and it almost tore him in half.It took Wu Xun a lot of effort to stop the bleeding here, and then he used white wax needles to sew up the wound one by one, and connected his broken bones. After two full hours, he finally stood up. He stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and faced Qin Yi.

Qin Yi only stood here for two hours, his face was so gloomy that it was frightening.

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Mo was seriously injured, but his life should be saved. After waking up, he needs to recuperate for a while." Wu Xun said slowly.

Qin Yi moved his eyelids, looking at Mo Zijin who was covered in wounds on the low bed, his eyes became more and more serious, and he nodded after staring for a while.

Qin Yi later brought Mo Zijin back to the Qin Mansion, and ordered the servants not to allow anyone to touch him, and Qin Yi took care of everything.All the servants were waiting at the door of their room, waiting for Qin Yi's envoy. No one dared to relax for a moment, because they could all see that their master's complexion was surprisingly bad these days.

Mo Zijin was in a coma for four whole days. During these four days, Qin Yi was by his side almost all the time, scrutinized this person carefully, and cut the eyes he drew into strips from time to time. Covering Mo Zijin's closed eyes.

At the very beginning, Qin Yi felt that Mo Zijin and Yan Beibei resembled each other. Most days, he felt that the two had merged into one, but at some point, Qin Yi began to feel that Mo Zijin and Yan Beiji There are too many differences in Yanbei, one day after thinking about it, I discovered that the biggest difference is the eyes.

In this way, Qin Yi drew a pair of eyes based on his memory. To his surprise, these eyes were very vivid, so Qin Yi kept them all the time.

It's just that these eyes are now attached to Mo Zijin's face, which makes him feel awkward. In the end, he couldn't bear it. He tore them off and burned them on the candle.

Qin Yi watched the piece of paper turn into ashes in the flames, lowered his head and sighed secretly, then turned his head to look at Mo Zijin who was unconscious on the couch, the sadness in his heart overflowed unscrupulously.

In the past four days, Mo Zijin's injury has improved a little. Wu Xun will come to change Mo Zijin's medicine once a day. Although the wound is still a little noticeable, it still shows signs of healing.

On the evening four days later, Mo Zijin almost woke up from the pain of the wound on his body. It was as if a knife was digging all over his body, but he didn't even have the strength to turn over. He stared blankly at Qin Yi.

Seeing that he woke up, Qin Yi was also stunned for a moment, and after regaining consciousness, he quickly touched his face.

Mo Zijin laughed, and he didn't know why, his first reaction when he saw Qin Yi was to laugh, his lips were as chapped as sandpaper, but he still raised the corners of his lips.

Seeing him laughing, Qin Yi frowned, feeling a sense of suffocation in his heart.

"You almost couldn't survive." Qin Yi gestured, and hurriedly supported Mo Zijin to sit up and lean on the soft pillow behind him.

This simple movement caused a lot of sweat to ooze from Mo Zijin's forehead, and Mo Zijin's face turned pale again.

Looking at Mo Zijin's appearance, Qin Yi sighed heavily, poured a cup of warm tea and brought it to Mo Zijin's lips, motioning him to drink some.

Mo Zijin opened his mouth obediently, and sipped some tea into it, but the tea seemed to have barbs, scratching Mo Zijin's throat all the way, making him frown uncontrollably, with a painful expression on his face.

Qin Yi put the tea back, turned around and hurriedly stroked Mo Zijin's chest, his eyes were reproachful and slightly annoyed.

Mo Zijin pretended he didn't see it, and leaned on the soft pillow half-closed for a while, regaining some energy, and finally managed to move his lips after a long while.

"Qin Yi, can you give me a hug?"

Mo Zijin didn't make a sound, just moved his lips, he knew that this was enough for Qin Yi.

Qin Yi was stunned, looking at Mo Zijin's calm eyes, he never thought that he would make such a request to himself first.

"Hold me." Mo Zijin continued to move his lips.

Qin Yi sighed slightly, leaned over gently, tried not to touch Mo Zijin's wound, and held him in his arms.

Even so, Mo Zijin was still covered in sweat from the pain, but he didn't care, he just rested his head on Qin Yi's shoulder, and he could still remember that when he lost consciousness, it was on Qin Yi's back, and he was leaning on Qin Yi's back. Leaning on his shoulder, very reassuring.

Qin Yi hugged the person in his arms and didn't dare to move, fearing that it would hurt his wound again. He just waited for a long time, but he didn't see any movement from the person in his arms. When he turned his head to look, the person closed his arms tightly again. eyes.Qin Yi reached out and patted Mo Zijin lightly, but there was no response.

In the next few days, Mo Zijin has been alternating between being awake and falling asleep like this, and every time he wakes up, the first sentence must be: "Qin Yi, give me a hug."

Qin Yi leaned on him every time, holding him gently in his arms. After a while, seeing that he lost consciousness again, he slowly laid him flat on the couch.

"master."

This day, just as Mo Zijin fell asleep again, a young man walked in from outside the door.

Qin Yi gave him a hard look, and gestured: "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come in?"

The boy bowed his head in a respectful manner.

Qin Yi sighed, "What's the matter?"

"Our family has found out about Mr. Mo's injury," said the boy.

Qin Yi turned his head to look at Mo Zijin, and gestured again: "Say, what's going on?"

"Yes..." The boy hesitated for a moment, "It was Mr. Mo who went to the Qiu manor to steal something and was caught. In a fit of anger, Mr. Qiu beat Mr. Mo."

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists secretly, and asked with gestures: "Are you serious about what you said?"

"Really." The boy said without hesitation.

"Okay, I get it, remember to close the door when you go out." Qin Yi gestured.

The boy retreated respectfully and closed the door, Qin Yi got up and walked around the room for a while, wondering what Mo Zijin wanted to do.

After about half a month, Mo Zijin was finally able to stay awake, but with many broken bones, it would take a while before he could move freely.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Yi asked while changing the medicine on Mo Zijin's back.

Mo Zijin lay on the couch, biting the soft pillow, and shook his head fiercely.

"It doesn't hurt yet? The sweat on your forehead almost wets the mattress." Qin Yi gestured again, and the movements of his hands were lighter.

Mo Zijin was still biting the soft pillow and shaking his head, fearing that if he let go, he would cry out in vain.

Qin Yi shook his head, didn't ask any more questions, patiently changed Mo Zijin's medicine, helped him turn over, and gestured: "It's done, don't move around."

Mo Zijin let out a long sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and changed into a slightly more comfortable posture, looking at Qin Yi who was walking around in the room.

Qin Yi cleaned his hands, poured a glass of warm water and brought it to Mo Zijin's lips to feed him.

Mo Zijin only drank half a cup before shaking his head.

"No." Qin Yi gestured, a little domineering, "Drink clean."

Mo Zijin blinked, smiled helplessly, opened his mouth to drink the remaining half glass of water, and looked up at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi put the cup back, turned to look at him, his eyes were a little scary.

Mo Zijin looked at that gaze, smiled wryly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You ask, and I will tell you the truth."

"Why did you go to Qiu's house to steal things? What attracts you to their house?" Qin Yi was not polite, and asked directly.

"I didn't go to their house to steal anything." Mo Zijin said, moved his body and sat up slightly.

Seeing this, Qin Yi pulled two soft pillows under his body, and then asked: "Then what did you do?"

Mo Zijin smiled, swallowed and said, "Look for a fight."

Qin Yi was taken aback when he saw this, frowned, and asked back, "Looking for a fight?"

"Yeah." Mo Zijin admitted calmly.

"Why?"

"For..." Mo Zijin lowered his head, "For you to take care of me wholeheartedly."

Qin Yi was taken aback for another moment, and suddenly felt amused, "Just for this? For this you let others hurt you like this?"

"There are more." Mo Zijin continued.

"What else?"

"Qin Yi." Mo Zijin raised his face and looked at Qin Yi's face, "Let me ask you a question first."

Qin Yi paused for a moment, then gestured and said, "Ask."

"Answer me seriously." Mo Zijin added.

Qin Yi nodded without thinking too much.

Mo Zijin pursed his lips, "Have you forgotten Yan Bei?"

Qin Yi was completely stunned, no one had mentioned this name in front of him for a long time, and the person who mentioned him this time turned out to be someone who looked very similar to him, Qin Yi's mind went blank for a moment, as if Only the word "Yanbei" was left.

Seeing Qin Yi's reaction, Mo Zijin just smiled.