From the beginning to the end, Mo Qing was the same as usual, and did not show any pain.

Mo Qing's physical strength is very good, energetic and vigorous, and Gu Xiaoran's days together, as long as not too busy, always endless.

This time, although it was as ferocious as ever, and for a long time.

But in the past, even if he had finished, he would not go to sleep immediately. He would always hold her for a while before he would go to sleep.

It's the first time to fall asleep like this.

Gu Xiaoran went into the bathroom and wiped himself with hot water.

He breathed gently, looked very calm, and seemed to be really asleep.

But his face was pale without any blood.

Gu Xiaoran knew that the more he felt like he had nothing to do, the more painful he was. He was so distressed that when the hot towel fell on him, it was lighter.

When he touched Mo Qing's hand, he shrunk slightly. His hand, which had been placed on his side at random, was clenched into a fist. He lifted it up and put his pillow behind his head.

Just a casual action, let Gu Xiaoran aware of his hand problems, a grasp of his hand.

He didn't loosen his fist, and she held on to his hand.

Silent stalemate.

Mo Qing waited for a while, but she didn't let go. She didn't mean to just let it go.

She was brought up by him. He knew how stubborn she was.

If she does have a fight with him, he can't help it.

Slightly open your eyes, squint at the little woman close at hand, the little woman with a tight face, step back.

Mo Qing secretly took a breath, holding the hand of fist to open.

He can't hide it.

Gu Xiaoran gently opened his fingers.

Mo Qing doesn't leave her nails. They are always short and clean.

But at this time, his fingernails are full of dried blood.

Gu Xiaoran's heart suddenly tightened, and his movements became softer and softer. He opened his clenched fingers, revealing the flesh and blood of his palm.

Gu Xiaoran's nose was sour and his tears fell down.

He is an iron man who will not blink when the sky falls down. How painful it is for him to pinch himself like this.

She was too busy to make a sound and carefully cleaned the blood from his hands.

After wiping his body, he took the thin quilt and covered it gently. Then he went to get the medicine box, disinfected the wound on his hand and wrapped it up with medical gauze.

Looking at his shoulder, he wanted to deal with the gunshot wound on his back shoulder, but he lay on his back. To deal with the wound, he had to turn over and lie down.

His breathing was long and even, and he seemed to be asleep.

Gu Xiaoran couldn't bear to toss him again and put away his medicine box.

Looking at his pale and handsome face, tears fell from his heart.

Raise your hand to touch his thin cheek, stop your finger less than 1cm away from his face, and slowly withdraw your fist.

Mo Qing suddenly raised her hand, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her toward him with a force.

Gu Xiaoran bent down and fell on his chest.

She didn't know what he was doing now, or whether he was still in pain, or where it hurt. She was afraid of pressing him, so she got up quickly.

Mo Qing put her arm around her waist and hugged her. She didn't allow her to leave her arms. She didn't open her eyes and said softly, "don't cry, your husband, I won't let you be a widow."

Gu Xiaoran didn't say anything. He put his hand around his neck and buried his face on the side of his neck.

"Why don't you talk?" Mo Qing waited for a while, but Gu Xiaoran didn't speak. She opened her eyes and turned her head to hold her red and soft lips.

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