"Oh, what you mean is nice, are you really willing to give up?" Chen An glanced at him with great clarity. He didn't understand Mo Nanjue yet. If he was really willing to move Tong Ran like that, he would have to write the word Chen upside down.

"Chen An, I think you are damn itchy, right?!"

"Come on, I won't play with you with the car, I won't itch." Chen An jokingly said a few words. Seeing Tong Ran's anxious little face was full of sweat, he knew that Mo Nanjue was seriously injured, so he hurriedly helped them all into the car.

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Inside the master bedroom of the Emperor Hao Longyuan.

Mo Nanjue leaned against the head of the bed, and the bite on his arm had been stitched. The problem was not very big, it was just...

"Is it very serious?" Tong Ran also changed her clothes and stood anxiously beside the bed. Chen An asked together, "Does it need to be sewn?"

Chen An pointed at the wound on his forehead and looked serious, "Jue, you have to sew a needle here."

"Get out!" Mo Nanjue glanced coldly at him, and his tongue gently pressed against the corner of his mouth, "What's the slit? This is my face!"

If you sew a needle here, no matter how good the technique is, it will leave a slight scar.

How could Mo Nanjue allow such a thing?!

"If you don't sew, you will still have wounds on your hands. If you alternate like this, you will easily get infected and have a fever," Chen An expected that he would not agree, so he had to shake his head, "When the time comes, you will suffer."

Mo Nanjue pursed his thin lips, picked up the newspaper at the head of the bed and started reading it.

Seeing this, Chen An didn't say much. After explaining the usage and dosage of topical and oral medicines to children's diseases, he went back.

For a moment, the only two of them were left in the huge master bedroom.

The atmosphere instantly sank.

Tong Ran stood beside the bed, not going over or going out, she spoke carefully, "You'd better take the medicine first..."

"Why, do you think it's over?" Mo Nanjue closed the newspaper, and the man's forehead was covered with gauze, and he still couldn't hide his nobleness. "Tong Ran, do you think you're fine now?"

“…”

"I can tell you very clearly," he paused, "I can't let Luo Xiao go."

"what are you up to?"

"As soon as you talk about this, you get nervous?" Mo Nanjue chuckled, "If someone touches my woman, I will make him incompetent. This is my principle."

Tong Ran frowned, "Mo Nanjue, can you stop..."

"You are not qualified to ask me if I can, don't call me by my name in the future," the man looked at her coldly, "You are not qualified either."

“…”

"go out."

"You take the medicine first," Tong Ran took his leave anyway, leaning against the cabinet and refused to move. "You take it, I'll go out."

"Oh?" Mo Nanjue refused to take her trick. The man picked up the imported medicine bottle from the bedside table, and without even taking a look, he threw it into the garbage can next to the TV cabinet.

"Mo Nanjue!" Tong Ran shouted out loudly, remembering that he said he could not call him by his name, so he had to press down, "Young Master Jue, your body is yours. What do you think will be good for you to do this?"

"My body is mine," Mo Nanjue suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is your body Luo Xiao's?"
Chapter completed!