Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then understood and hurriedly took a few steps back, "Sorry, Master Mo, I overstepped."
Mo Yancheng didn't say anything. He bent down to pick up Jiang Yuxi and strode to the medical room.
Looking at Mo Yancheng's retreating figure, Zhou Yi sighed inaudibly, Mr. Mo has failed!
I don’t know if he knows it himself?
...
When Jiang Yuxi woke up, she was already in her bedroom. She was stunned for a few seconds, and then recalled what happened in the basement. Her eyes suddenly opened wide, and her heart was filled with Mo Yancheng, and she was very worried about his safety.
She hurriedly got out of bed without even wearing shoes, which showed how anxious she felt at this time.
But at this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and Mo Yancheng walked in with one hand in his bag.
"Why did you get out of bed without even putting on shoes?" Seeing Jiang Yuxi not wearing shoes, Mo Yancheng frowned, a trace of displeasure flashing across his brows.
Jiang Yuxi was stunned for a moment, then ran up and hugged Mo Yancheng tightly, with a hoarse voice, "I hope you're okay. I just dreamed that you had many knives in your body and you were covered in blood."
Mo Yancheng raised his eyebrows. He had indeed been stabbed several times many years ago, so when he was abroad, he had two dragons tattooed on those stab wounds.
Mo Yancheng subconsciously raised his hand and patted Jiang Yuxi's back, his voice gentler than before, "I'm fine, don't worry."
Jiang Yuxi, who gradually came back to her senses, realized that she was a little excited. She awkwardly withdrew from Mo Yancheng's arms, her eyes flickering, and she was a little embarrassed to look at Mo Yancheng.
"What's wrong with your hand? Let me take a look?"
Mo Yancheng raised his injured hand to show Jiang Yuxi, "It's not a problem, it's just some skin trauma."
The injured hand was wrapped with gauze. There were blood stains on the gauze, and the smell of blood was not diminished.
"How could it be a skin injury? That dagger is so sharp, I don't know if it will hurt the bones." Jiang Yuxi's face was full of worry. The person was injured because of her, how could she not feel guilty?
Mo Yancheng shook his head, "This injury is nothing, and you don't have to worry about it."
"Then if you need help, you can come to me. After all, you were injured because of me." Jiang Yuxi said.
Mo Yancheng pondered for a moment, and then said seriously: "My hand is injured and I can't take a bath. Can you help me?"
The words just fell.
Jiang Yuxi raised his hand and hit Mo Yancheng's arm, and said angrily: "I am grateful to you, not using myself to repay you."
Not only was Mo Yancheng not angry, he actually smiled, "Being able to hit someone proves that your health is okay."
Jiang Yuxi recalled the scene in the basement just now, her head hurt as if a hole had been drilled out, but she didn't say anything, so she changed the topic to the man and the bodyguard.
"Have you found out what happened to them?"
Mo Yancheng shook his head, "After the bodyguards woke up, they all forgot what they had done before. Even the doctors couldn't find anything wrong, but the man died."
Jiang Yuxi looked stunned, "Have you forgotten what you have done? And why is that man dead? But the bodyguard is safe?"
Realizing that there was something wrong with the last sentence, Jiang Yuxi added, "I mean, they were in the same situation at the time. Why did the man die?"
"I really want to know these questions. The doctor can't explain it at the moment, so I'll wait for the forensic doctor to come."
Jiang Yuxi nodded, "Well, people never die for no reason. It would be too unbelievable to not even have a cause of death."
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, everything has to do with that old Chinese medicine doctor." Mo Yancheng looked at Jiang Yuxi, "That old Chinese medicine doctor must have some secrets, so those people behind him must kill him."
Jiang Yuxi asked: "The old Chinese medicine doctor was holding a bracelet that belonged to Shen Shuwei's mother. Have you investigated this matter?"
Mo Yancheng: "Well, although this bracelet is custom-made, the style is old, and because it is a little older, it was also designed by a foreign designer, so I haven't found that designer yet."
"But I went to Shen's house to test their voices before, and they all said the bracelet was not theirs."
Jiang Yuxi sneered, "Do you believe it?"
Mo Yancheng said nothing.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Jiang Yuxi's eyes, "Even I, who have lost part of my memory, remember that this bracelet belongs to Shen Shuwei's mother, or are you covering up their mother and daughter?"
Mo Yancheng's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Jiang Yuxi with sharp eyes, "In your eyes, is this the kind of person I am?"
Jiang Yuxi pursed her lips and said nothing.
The atmosphere became a bit strange, and there was embarrassment in the air. The two of them were like sulky lovers, with sullen faces and no one paying attention to the other.
The awkwardness was broken until a phone call rang. Jiang Yuxi took out her cell phone to answer the call. An excited voice came from the other end of the phone, "My dear, I have returned to Kyoto. When can we make an appointment!" It was she who spoke. My best friend Xia Zining.
There was a smile on Jiang Yuxi's face, "You are finally back, but I am not free now. I will make an appointment with you when I have time."
Xia Zining: "Then where are you now? I can go look for you."
Jiang Yuxi glanced at Mo Yancheng and lowered his voice: "It's not convenient for me right now. Please wait until I notify you."
"Xixi! Do you know that I actually want to gossip about you and Mo Yancheng? There is no reason why you can't understand!" You know, Jiang Yuxi was shocked by the flash marriage to Mo Yancheng Xia Zining often imagined a plot about a big CEO and his little wife when he was abroad.
Jiang Yuxi's mobile phone receiver was a little loud, so Mo Yancheng naturally heard what Xia Zining said. So she had mentioned him to her friends?
His expression softened in that moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.
Jiang Yuxi had a headache. Now that even she had forgotten what happened with Mo Yancheng, how could she tell Xia Zining?
Mo Yancheng suddenly said, "You have been in poor health recently, so rest more and go out less."
Xia Zining on the other end of the phone heard a man talking, and she immediately asked Jiang Yuxi, "Xixi, is your husband by your side? Hand the phone to him, and I'll have a chat with him."
"Don't make trouble!" Jiang Yuxi lowered his voice, "I will contact you when I'm done."
"No, I want to know now."
Jiang Yuxi had a headache and her temples were pounding.
Suddenly, a big hand reached out and took her phone over. Due to the height difference, Jiang and Xi couldn't get the phone back, so they could only look at Mo Yancheng.
"I'm Mo Yancheng." He said concisely.
Xia Zining chuckled, like "mother-in-law heard her son-in-law's voice", she was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear, "Master Mo, I have long admired you, I am Xia Zining, Xixi's best friend.
I just came back from abroad. I haven't seen Xixi for a long time.
Can I go to Mo's house to find Xixi? I promise not to disturb her rest. "
