Her words were something happened in Sicily.

There was no language defect or deception in her words.

However, qingmuchen naturally thought that something happened to Mohism.

"Is it serious? Can I come over and help you? "

"It's not a big deal. I'll just go back myself."

Mo Xi'er calmed down and went into the room as if nothing had happened. He turned his back to him and found a piece of clothes for himself to change.

Qing Mu Chen just looks at her action and doesn't speak.

Mo Xi'er changed his clothes. His face was slightly sideways, and the corner of his eye was squinting at him. She said, "then I'll get out of the island first!"

"I'll see you off." Qing Mu Chen didn't question her too much, and she went downstairs in front of her.

Soon it was the sound of the sports car engine starting.

After Mo Xi'er went downstairs, he took him to leave Jueye Island, and then went directly to the airport.

Qingmuchen sent her on the plane before leaving.

By the time we arrived in Sicily, it was the next day.

Mo Xi'er didn't go back to Mohism, but the villa where Mo ye lived was directly picked up by the special car of Mohism.

When entering the house, there are many doctors and nurses walking around in the villa.

Mo Xi'er stares at the nurses walking back and forth in the garden and stops one of them, "what's the matter with you, young master?"

"When young master Mo ye took the place of Mr. Mo, he was designed by the other party's people and met with an explosion. Now the situation is not very good." Said the nurse.

"I'll go and have a look!" Mo Xi'er's heart sank and he quickened his pace to the room.

Through the corridor, a path straight to Mo Ye's room, into the room, surrounded by a lot of people, all black / hand / party people.

Seeing Mo Xi'er coming into the room, a large group of people said hello respectfully, "miss!"

"Well!" Light should be a group of people, Mo Xi'er pushed away the crowd and went straight to the man at the innermost end of the room.

The man on the bed lay lifeless, his face as pale as ashes, and there were a lot of gauze wrapped around his body, and the gauze was still soaked with blood, as if he had just changed the gauze.

This is the first time in Mo Xi'er's 19 years of life that he saw such weakness.

In my impression, he has always been like a man of iron and steel. He has been in charge of other people's life and death for so many years since he entered the Mohist school. Mo Xi'er has hardly seen him bleed.

Mo Ye has always acted as a protective god in Mo Xi'er's life. In Mo Xi'er's eyes, he is as powerful as a God.

The first time she saw him hurt, she didn't expect it to be so serious.

Mo Xi'er stared at him like this for a long time, and slowly came to the bed.

"What's the situation now?" Turning her head, she asked a doctor in a low voice.

"Too much bleeding, now the blood barely stopped, temporary coma, legs need to recuperate for a period of time." The doctor bowed his head.

Mo Xi'er quietly listens to his words, eyes in Mo Ye body wrapped with gauze upstream.

"Is the young master an envoy for your husband?"

"Yes, miss. This time, my husband was going to go by himself, but the young master estimated the danger and went instead of him. "

"I know!" Without asking more, Mo Xi'er sat down beside the bed.

After coming, she did not continue to make a sound, but sat quietly by the bed waiting for moye to wake up.

Mo Ye woke up a few hours later.

Seeing her by the bed, he seemed to be in a daze.

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