Chapter 146 I'm Not God
When they got into the car back to the small villa, Xu Xiuyuan kept his face cold and ignored Mo Sijue who was sitting next to him.

He hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but say: "Hey, why don't you speak?"

Seeing that he lowered his posture first, Xu Xiuyuan also lowered his face, and asked casually, "What do you mean by those words you just said?"

"What words?"

Mo Sijue lay lazily, he had said too much just now, which one did he want to ask.

"Don't pretend to me, you know what I'm asking."

Seeing his getting worse and worse, someone suddenly realized, "You're talking about a three-year period?"

Hearing that he remembered, Xu Xiuyuan subconsciously squeezed his fingers together, and after realizing this movement, he quickly closed his hands again, and replied in a neutral voice: "Yes."

"Well, I lied to him."

"Lied to him?"

Mo Sijue explained disapprovingly: "The old man is quite suspicious, otherwise he would not believe it, it's all for him."

A cynical look of "I'm not that stupid" fell into Xu Xiuyuan's eyes, it was so real that his brows and eyes relaxed almost invisibly.

"What are you going to do after three years?"

"Three years is enough for me to plan, and I won't let him take advantage of it."

He's not that stupid, three years is enough for him to plan.

"I will help you." He didn't have any big words of affection, but a simple sentence showed his determination.

I will help you.

These words kept echoing in Mo Sijue's ears, carrying a calming force, and an inexplicable warm current flowed through his heart.

But in order to hide the touch of emotion in his heart, someone said stinkingly: "I don't want your help, I can succeed without you."

"You old cripple, it's better to heal your leg as soon as possible, it will help me the most."

His leg has always been his heart disease. After so many years, there is no sign of improvement. If he still feels a little bit, he almost thought it was really hopeless.

Xu Xiuyuan glanced at his legs, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his voice: "I dislike me for being a cripple, and I'm afraid I will hinder you?"

Mo Sijue heard the danger in the words, and his brain quickly reacted, and he said flatteringly: "No matter what we do, Mr. Xu, we are unmatched."

"Then what are you worried about?" He saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"Come on, it's because I'm afraid of dragging you down!"

The old guy almost lost his legs because of him, how dare he drag him down.

Xu Xiuyuan looked at him straight, and said a fact that he had to recognize: "Isn't it rare that you and I have dragged me down these years, it's not bad this time."

Mo Sijue was silent, he understood what he meant, he was not afraid of being dragged down, not in the past, nor in the future.

Before he could touch himself for a few minutes, someone's arrogant voice sounded next to his ears: "Besides, I don't pay attention to such a trivial matter."

If he didn't think it would be better for him to handle some things by himself, he would have done it long ago.

"Yes, our Mr. Xu is the best!" Mo Sijue obviously didn't believe it, he almost wanted to ask him who gave him the courage, his words were really arrogant.

"hiss--"

As he spoke, he was about to lift his leg, but it turned out to involve a leg injury that he had neglected for a long time. The pain made him grin hoarsely, and his thick eyebrows frowned.

"It hurts to death, forget it, you don't know how to make a sound when it hurts."

This sound did not bring Xu Xiuyuan pity, he glanced at him unhappily.

"Didn't I see you with a dark face and was busy making you happy, so I forgot!" Someone felt extremely wronged, and the way he hugged his long legs was funny and funny.

This car was found randomly, and the space in the car was too small, so his long legs could only curl up in aggrieved way, which became numb and uncomfortable after a long time.

"Mo Yi, drive faster."

"Yes, Mr. Xu."

As soon as Mo understood what he meant, he increased the speed of the car a little.

"Turn up your trouser legs, and I'll see if it's serious."

Xu Xiuyuan took out his specially developed ointment, alcohol, cotton swabs, etc. from the interlayer beside him. He was wearing gloves, obviously not wearing a white coat, but it gave people the impression of a cold doctor.

Mo Sijue shuddered, the nervousness towards the doctor in his heart made him tremble subconsciously, but he still rolled up his trouser legs obediently.

The hairy calf was blue and purple, especially the front of the calf. Mo Guan kicked to the bone, and Mo Guan was so strong that it was swollen and bruised in a large area, which looked terrifying.

The back was also hit hard with a cane. Although it was not that serious, it seemed that his eyes were very closed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect it to be this serious!"

Mo Sijue was a little surprised when he saw the injury, but seeing someone who was silent for a long time, staring at his leg all the time, made him feel a little hairy, so he had to speak first.

"You are very noisy, please shut up." Xu Xiuyuan glanced at him with a hoarse voice, feeling an indescribable irritability in his heart.

This person was chattering all day long, and he didn't feel impatient, but today he was very uncomfortable.

"Okay." Although he didn't know why he was sullen again, Mo Sijue obediently made a gesture of shutting up, signaling that he would not speak.

Xu Xiuyuan first carefully wiped the bruised, red and swollen areas with alcohol, then applied the plaster to each place, and finally rubbed it evenly with his fingertips.

During this period, I encountered the wound many times, and the pain caused someone's eyebrows to dance, jumping up and down, and almost flew out.

"I said, you're trying to kill me, so use so much force!" Someone couldn't bear it any longer, and said through gritted teeth, regardless of whether he asked him to speak or not.

"Your injury is serious and bruised, and the Shuluo blood vessels are the best. If you are really in pain, just call out."

"I don't want to scream!" Let him scream out, wouldn't it be embarrassing, it's just a small injury, he can hold on.

"It's all right now, you're lame and I'm lame too! Two big lame people!"

No matter how you look at it, it feels a bit like a newspaper of the present world.

"It's just a small injury, not as serious as you said."

"With me here, you can't be lame." Not only can you not be lame, but it will not leave scars or sequelae.

Mo Sijue had a playful smile, and the scar at the end of his eye was filled with a smile: "Hey, it's good to have someone with excellent medical skills by my side, so you don't have to worry about getting hurt." There was no need to run to the hospital either.

"I'm not a god, don't praise me so high." He also has incurable injuries, such as the scar at the corner of his eye.

Xu Xiuyuan paused, his eyes resting on the end of his eyes.

Many people, including Ah Si, thought that they were the first to save him, causing his legs to be injured, but they didn't know that the scar at the end of his eye was caused by himself. Without him, he would not have lived long.

Withdrawing his wandering thoughts, Xu Xiuyuan put his trouser legs down after healed the injury on his leg, and said in a Qingyue voice:

"I will let him return the injury you suffered today."

He couldn't bear to move his hand under his nose.

"What are you going to do? Lame him too?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

(End of this chapter)

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