Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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The people at the XI base are responsible for returning the children to the farm. Everyone packs and prepares to leave Tonle Sap before dark. Because of Mo Jingshen's injuries and other injuries, he must first go to the hospital in the Cambodian capital and then return directly to the United States tomorrow morning. .

Ji Nuan asked herself if she would also return to the United States with them. Nan Heng only answered, Mo Jingshen went to the United States, wouldn't she go?

The answer is of course to go.

At this moment, Mo Jingshen was sitting on a chair in the Cambodian treatment room. The surgeon and nurse were constantly fussing. From time to time, because of the serious injuries on Mo Jingshen's back, he couldn't help but say a lot of words, while helping He treated the wound while staring at his still handsome face in this situation, constantly looking for opportunities to say more.

Ji Nuan couldn't understand what they were talking about, but just saw the female doctor and little nurse staring at Mo Jingshen's face and back, and instantly felt like a bottle of vinegar was poured on the flames, hot and hot acid.

But at this time, it could not happen. Mo Jingshen was too injured. The doctor was dealing with the wound. She couldn't run over and put him in a coat before taking him away from the hospital.

However, no matter what the doctors and nurses were saying or if Mo Jingshen could not understand, he sat there, his eyes clear and quiet, when Ji Nuan suddenly got up to take a breath, he stopped her: " Where to?"

She looked at him. Although the man did not frown when he endured the pain, he still had a little sweat on his head. He let the nurse hold tweezers and needles to sew the wound for him, clearly the blue tendons on the back of his hand. Faintly appeared, but did not snor, just opened his eyelids and glanced in her direction.

"I'll go and pour a glass of water."

Ji Nuan said and went out to find a water dispenser.

She wouldn't say it because the nurses kept staring at his face and said a lot of words, disinfected him, and leaned down against his shoulder to whisper softly in his ear. The scene of not knowing what was being said knocked over her vinegar bottle.

It's not time to be jealous at this time, but she doesn't understand the Cambodian language of these people, and she feels panicked, and doesn't want them to be too careful when dealing with the wound, so she should just go out and leave.

But Ji Nuan was not good enough to go out for a long time, Feng Ling was outside. After chatting with Feng Ling, she poured a glass of water and went back.

Then he held the glass and watched the scene inside.

The top of Mo Jingshen, which was covered with blood, was discarded on the ground. There was a smudge on the brow bone that was not particularly noticeable.

Because she finally came back, the angle of the man's eyebrows raised slightly, and the light in the corner of his eyes looked at her, smiling lightly, as if the acidity that had penetrated her just now had been seen in the eyes.

He was sitting there, obviously dirty and embarrassed, but **** handsome.

Is this Ji Nuan's first consciousness? It turns out that a person ’s good looks do n’t just come from neat and decent skins, although this skin of Mo Jingshen is indeed God ’s most outstanding creation. At this moment, the man ’s handsomeness It wasn't the lightness and expensiveness she was familiar with before, but the masculinity flowing out of her bones.

He did not wear the expensive suit that he usually wears, and he did not clean up Qingjun's incomparable appearance.

But his appeal at the moment was deadly.

Therefore, these female doctors and nurses are indeed forgiven for treating the wounds while committing idiots ...

The wound stitching continued into the night, and at 9:30, Mo Jingshen put on his clothes.

Before flying back to the U.S. by air, everyone could finally relax while they were mentally looking for a good noodle shop near the hospital and asked for dozens of bowls of beef noodles to be sent to the hospital.

Because Mo Jingshen was unable to move after the back wound was sutured today, the task of feeding Mo BOSS to dinner should fall on Ji Nuan's body.

Ji Nuan stood in front of Mo Jingshen, while stirring the noodles in the bowl, and said, "For the first time the other day, I fed you food, and you were overturned by the soup and bowl."

Mo Jingshen paused, and apparently felt that she meant to settle accounts after the fall.

"In that case, I have no problem eating it." Although they knew each other well, he explained it.

Suddenly Ji Nuan turned to him with his eyes: "Then you continued to keep me cold while I was feeding you water, why did you suddenly hit me?"

Mo Depth: "..."

After all, Ji Nuan is reluctant to make him hungry now. He is now a major injury and needs to be focused on.

Watching the little woman carefully put some hot face on the mouth and gently blow it, and then fed the movement of his mouth, Mo Jingshen looked at her and chuckled: "You didn't feed it once or twice. Cheng, always looking for a chance to feed me a meal? "

"Can you lift your hands and shoulders now?" Ji Nuan pressed the noodles directly to his lips: "The doctor said that before the wound heals, you should not have any movements on your shoulders and backs, otherwise it will easily tear again , Then it will be difficult. "

The man looked at her serious expression, tickled his lips, and even fed the noodles she had eaten.

Ji Nuan just ate a few mouthfuls in another bowl just now. The tastes of Cambodians are different from those in the country. Although this has been made by a very good noodle restaurant near the hospital, the taste in the soup is not What she likes is not sour when it comes to sour, not too sweet when it comes to sweetness, and also has a salty taste. In short, it is not easy to eat.

Fortunately, the noodle soup is clean, the noodles are relatively soft, the pasta nourishes the stomach, and is easy to digest. It is suitable for people who have injuries and cannot have too much activity for the time being, so she still has to find a way to make him eat more.

After the meal, the people at the base were ready to board the plane, and Ji Nuan went to help everyone carry things and get luggage.

Mo Jingshen didn't take any time to chat with either Nan Heng or Police Ent for a long time.

When Ji Nuan went to find him again, he just saw a very bright lamp outside the helicopter cast the glory of wood grabbing on him, and he looked peaceful, as if everything he had experienced these days could not disturb his square feet and footsteps. I don't know what Officer Ent said in front of him, he didn't say a word, but added a faint coldness to his brows.

Seeing Ji Nuan coming, because Mo Jingshen's arm was involved in the back of his shoulder, he listened to the doctor's advice and did not move, only using her eyes to signal her to pass.

Ji Nuan approached him quickly, stood in front of him, the light fell on the two of them, and the shadows merged together.

The winter in Cambodia is still sultry for many days, and I finally got some cool feeling tonight.

Ji Nuan faces the direction of Tonle Sap Lake.

The night sky of Cambodia is silent, only the bright stars are flashing.

This country is beautiful.

But she didn't want to come again in her life.