The stunning medical concubine defies the world

Chapter 373 Between life and death, vow not to let go (33)

"Qingning, I'll help you treat the wound on your hand first." Reaching out to pick up Mu Qingning's left hand, Mo Zhan said softly and began to remove the red cloth from Mu Qingning's hand.

The blood had already solidified with the skin, and just as Mo Zhan raised a corner, Mu Qingning trembled in pain.But afraid that Mo Zhan would be worried, he bit his lip without making a sound.

"Be patient." Mo Zhan looked at Mu Qingning's frowning eyebrows, and felt pain in his heart, but if Mu Qingning's hands didn't deal with them, it would be troublesome if they became inflamed.

Mo Zhan took the cloth very carefully, trying to relieve Mu Qingning's pain as much as possible, after a while, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mu Qingning raised her head and looked at Mo Zhan's focused expression. Although her palm was very painful, the warmth from Mo Zhan's fingertips gave her the courage to persevere.

After finally removing all the cloth strips from the palm of Mu Qingning's left hand, both of them were already sweating profusely.

As soon as the cloth was removed, a pair of bloody hands appeared in front of Mo Zhan.

The moment his eyes met, Mo Zhan felt his whole body tremble, and the wrist holding Mu Qingning's left hand also trembled.

Looking up at Mu Qingning, Mo Zhan's eyes were slightly red, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

If this hand is done like this, I'm afraid it will affect playing the piano in the future.

How could she be willing to...

"I can hold on, let's continue to disassemble." Mu Qingning smiled lightly, not taking the wound in her heart at all.As long as it can save Mo Zhan, it doesn't matter if she abandons these hands.

Mo Zhan took a deep breath, wondering what he was thinking in his lowered eyes, and after a long while, he slowly raised Mu Qingning's right hand, and began to remove the red cloth on her palm.

An inch of lovesickness and an inch of blood, the mottled blood continuously hurt Mo Zhan's eyes.

When Mo Zhan removed the cloth strip on Mu Qingning's right hand, Mu Qingning's face was pale from the pain, and her red lips were almost bitten.

"I'll do it myself." It took Mu Qingning a while to get back to her thoughts, but seeing that Mo Zhan had already picked off the red bamboo flowers and was about to chew them in her mouth, Mu Qingning suddenly stopped him with her wrist.

Seeing Mu Qingning's tightly wrinkled appearance, Mo Zhan couldn't help showing doubts in his eyes, and then he turned his eyes to the red bamboo flower.

Gently holding Mu Qingning's wrist, Mo Zhan didn't hand over the red bamboo flower to her, but put it in his mouth. The moment his lips and teeth were closed, a bitter taste spread all over his body, making him startled.

No wonder Mu Qingning didn't want him to chew the red bamboo flower just now, compared to the taste of Coptis chinensis, this taste is many times more bitter.

Mu Qingning couldn't even bear the bitter taste of ordinary medicinal juices since she was a child, but the red bamboo flowers all over her body had to be chewed several times to cover them up.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing that Mo Zhan's eyebrows were tightly frowned by the bitter taste of the red bamboo flower, and his complexion was gloomy, he knew that he couldn't stand the bitter taste of the red bamboo flower, so Mu Qingning couldn't help but said softly.

The wrist was suddenly held by Mo Zhan, and Mu Qingning looked up, but saw that Mo Zhan's eyes were red, and he was looking at her with a very complicated look.

"I..." Mu Qingning was a little terrified by Mo Zhan's eyes, and said a word lightly, but didn't know what to say.

Mo Zhan looked at Mu Qingning without saying a word, and after a long time, he slowly let go of her wrist, spit out the red bamboo flowers in her mouth, carefully picked up her left hand, and bit by bit the chewed red bamboo flowers Put it on her palm.

(End of this chapter)