Chapter 798
"The young master was injured because of the servant girl, so the servant girl will naturally come to take care of him." Ni Xia said calmly, then took Mo Yiying's injured hand calmly, and took a look.

"If you are really guilty, then promise yourself with your body." Mo Yiying said, but he said it in joking words.

Ni Xia was a little bit taken aback, her tone seemed to be something she had never heard Mo Yiying say before.

She heard it in her heart, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she got up and went to the side to pick up the prepared gauze, and then unwrapped the gauze for Mo Yiying.

His wound was actually not too deep, but it was a bit long and looked scary.

Ni Xia didn't know why, but she felt a pang of distress in her heart. She suppressed the agitation in her heart, and then seriously applied the medicine to Mo Yiying.

After all this is done, it is already time after a stick of incense.

"Pour me a glass of water." Mo Yiying leaned there with a weak face and said to Ni Xia.

"Immediately." Ni Xia responded, hurried over to pour a cup of warm water, and handed it to Mo Yiying.

Mo Yiying slowly reached out his injured hand, and took the water glass from Ni Xia, but just as he held it, his hand shook and fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Nixia was a little worried, and hurriedly looked at his hands to make sure that they were not wet, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Yiying was in a good place just now, and didn't let the water splash on the two of them before knocking over, but Ni Xia was so nervous about him that he didn't notice this.

"I..." Mo Yiying shook her head, but her eyes were ashen, she looked at her hand, and said with some decadence, "Are my hands useless? I can't even hold a small cup of tea. "

He spoke in a low voice, his eyes were fixed on his hands, and the combination of anger, disappointment and decadence made him look very distressing.

"Young master, don't think about it." Ni Xia hurriedly comforted him, hearing that this man was sad, she also felt bad, she would rather get hurt then than get hurt like he came to save her.

However, as if Mo Yi hadn't heard her words, he became manic, stared at his hands fiercely, and said, "Since it's useless, what's the use of keeping you!"

As he said that, he slammed down hard with his other hand, and blood gushed from his injured hand in an instant, wetting the white gauze.

Nixia didn't react when he hit her the first time, and when she was waiting for the second hit, she didn't know what she was thinking, and hugged him directly.

"Stop hitting me." Nixia's voice was calm, but no matter what Mo Yiying heard, it sounded like she was crying.

In Nixia's arms, the irritable Mo Yiying finally calmed down, letting Nixia hold him with peace of mind.

"It's my fault. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt." Nixia blamed herself, but she still comforted him and said, "Your hand is fine, it must be fine, trust me, Miss. ?"

After she finished speaking, Mo Yiying didn't speak, put her uninjured hand around Ni Xia's waist, and didn't move any more.

It wasn't until Nixia felt her waist hurt a little while standing that she heard the man in her arms say four words in a low voice.

"I do not regret."

These four words, like a brand, were directly branded on her heart. Although it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, it was so sweet that she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Mo Yiying felt that Ni Xia's body paused for a moment, but then softened again, and she knew that she was not so heavily guarded, and Ah Nuan was right.

(End of this chapter)

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