Chapter 972 Considering Everyone but Forgetting Yourself!

Mo Shaochen frowned slightly, glanced at the waiter carrying disinfectants and other things, took the tray and looked at Li Xiaoyue and gestured.

Li Xiaoyue and Mo Shaochen entered the guest room together. There was a strange smell in the air, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol.

Ye Chenyu was wearing a black shirt, with both sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing the glaring scratch on his left forearm.

Mo Shaochen frowned immediately, looking at Ye Chenyu with questioning eyes, even, with anger.

In order to cover up the gunshot wound, he deliberately disguised a wound before Xiaoyue came in? !

Even pretending to clean the wound, the whole room was filled with the smell of alcohol, covering up the strong smell of blood!

"Are you really injured?!" Li Xiaoyue's face changed slightly and stepped forward, frowning when she saw the glaring scratch on Ye Chenyu.

"It was scratched by the butt of a gun..." Ye Chenyu said lightly, "It's not a big deal."

As he said that, he looked at Li Xiaoyue's face with surprise and worry, his eyes were ambiguous, "Tsk tsk, it's more lovely to hide your thorns... Women should be like little white rabbits."

Ye Chenyu raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept across Mo Shaochen, and took the tray from his hand...

Li Xiaoyue bit her lip, wanting to refute Ye Chenyu's words, and even wanted to curse in anger.

"The wound is so big, what do you mean it's not a big deal?!"

Ye Chenyu laughed, and his voice became more and more evil and charming, saying: "If you feel guilty, then there is no need, of course... If you feel distressed, I will accept it."

"Ye Chenyu!" Li Xiaoyue immediately glared with dissatisfaction.

Is this man uncomfortable if he doesn't talk nonsense? !

He was injured, but he was here to treat his wound himself?

"Let's go!" Li Xiaoyue watched Ye Chenyu skillfully sprinkle hemostatic medicine on the wound, frowned and said, "I'll take you to the hospital!"

"Go to the hospital for this little scratch?" Ye Chenyu rolled his eyes disdainfully, "Miss, I'm a policeman. If you cry and scream for this little wound, should I still take the brothers with me?"

"For the sake of face, aren't you afraid of the wound getting infected?" Li Xiaoyue was angry, "You got caught in the rain all the way back!"

"So I'm disinfecting and taking anti-inflammatory drugs now!" Ye Chenyu still looked like a ruffian, not caring at all.

Mo Shaochen sat opposite, looking deeply at Ye Chenyu, who had no unusual expression on his face.

Just as Xiaoyue said, this man, if his mind is crooked, is definitely a terrifying person...

Hearing Xiaoyue was outside, it was just a pause of at most one minute.

He put on clothes and scratched the wound...

He even filled the space with the smell of alcohol to cover up the strong smell of blood that could not be dissipated!

Li Xiaoyue pursed her lips and watched Ye Chenyu from beginning to end, treating the wound there in a careless manner. Her lips were pursed into a line of anger, "Are you not going to the hospital?"

"No..." Ye Chenyu said lazily.

Mo Shaochen restrained his scrutiny of Ye Chenyu and looked at Li Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue, Chenyu knows what he is doing."

"Whatever you want..." Li Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and said, turning around and leaving.

Just when Mo Shaochen's face was solemn and Ye Chenyu's evil smile was getting deeper.

Li Xiaoyue, who was about to walk to the door, suddenly stopped, clenched her hands, turned around with more anger on her face, and turned back angrily.

Just when the two men were confused, she snatched the hemostatic powder and disinfectant in Ye Chenyu's hand, and silently began to treat his wound.

The atmosphere was a bit weird.

Mo Shaochen didn't say anything, but his eyes were always fixed on Ye Chenyu.

Ye Chenyu lazily leaned on the sofa, and the gunshot wound on his arm was wet. Just when it was about to spread from his arm, he suppressed the momentum.

"I suddenly thought..." Ye Chenyu looked at Li Xiaoyue silently applying medicine to him, and said wickedly, "If I was shot directly, hey, would you be moved by guilt and cry directly?"

As he said, he laughed first, "Isn't it played like that in TV dramas... It was very annoying before, but suddenly the male lead was injured to save the female lead, and the female lead suddenly burst into emotions and found that you fell in love... ah..."

Ye Chenyu was talking happily, and suddenly there was a very exaggerated howl.

Mo Shaochen frowned immediately and looked at Li Xiaoyue.

"That's because you are the male lead!" Li Xiaoyue was so angry that she put the medicine bottle on the coffee table and stood up, staring at Ye Chenyu and gritted her teeth and said, "You are very energetic, as expected... You don't need to go to the hospital!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left angrily.

He opened the door of the guest room and slammed it shut with a bang...

"You have such a bad temper, aren't you afraid that no one will want you!" Ye Chenyu complained with a grin, and then looked at Mo Shaochen who was examining him, "Come and help me?!"

"I thought you were really fine!" Mo Shaochen said jokingly while standing up.

"Damn, if I don't make her leave, my arm will be broken..." Ye Chenyu's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

His eyes swept over the cotton swab that Li Xiaoyue had pressed on his wound because he was teasing her, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Mo Shaochen helped Ye Chenyu up, carefully took off his shirt and said, "Xiaoyue is not as weak as you think..." His voice was a little solemn, "Chenyu, don't underestimate her, she is stronger than you think."

"Really? I really didn't see it..." Ye Chenyu's face was already a little pale, "No matter how strong you are, aren't you still a woman?"

Mo Shaochen's movements stopped for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes sadly, "Yes, she is always a woman...in need of protection!"

Ye Chenyu glanced at Mo Shaochen and didn't answer.

"You are cruel enough to yourself..." Mo Shaochen frowned at Ye Chenyu's slightly ulcerated mouth because he was pressed on the sofa, "Chenyu, do you really not need to deal with this wound?"

"It's okay..." Ye Chenyu said lightly.

Mo Shaochen glanced at Ye Chenyu, his face turned pale, and his eyes darkened slightly.

After briefly treating his wound, he got up with his cell phone and went to the window.

"Don't call Beichen..." Ye Chenyu glanced at Mo Shaochen, his voice soft and weak.

Mo Shaochen frowned, "If you don't go to the hospital, you need to find a reliable doctor to come and take a look..." After a pause, he said, "The boss of the Fourth Young Master has a huge influence here, so let Beichen find him." Come here with a trustworthy doctor."

"Shaochen, don't disturb him." Ye Chenyu closed his eyes, "I won't make fun of myself... I don't want to be a civil servant in the future."

He opened his eyes again and looked at Mo Shaochen slightly, "He and Jian Mo have been through so much, they should let everything go..."

Mo Shaochen put his hand on the 'dial' button and never pressed it out. When he heard what he said, he felt inexplicably blocked.

"Chenyu," Mo Shaochen frowned and looked at Ye Chenyu with a deep gaze, "When you consider everyone like this, have you forgotten to consider yourself?"