Yan Mu's glance at the past had not yet retracted, and he was caught off guard by the cold gaze of Bo Junxiao, and he couldn't help but jump and hurriedly lowered his eyelids.

"Get out!"

Bo Junxiao closed his eyes again, frowned impatiently, and said, "Get out!" ”

His breath was obviously unsteady when he spoke, and his whole body looked a little tense, as if he was enduring intense pain.

"Yes, young master."

Zhou Qiang hurriedly said, watched Yan Mu set up the flower pot, and motioned for Yan Mu to leave with him.

"Bang!"

Just as Yan Mu followed Zhou Qiang to the door, he heard a movement behind him.

"Young Master!"

Zhou Qiang exclaimed, snatched it in a few steps, and carefully supported Bo Junxiao, who had accidentally fallen to the ground from the bed, to the bed.

Yan Mu's eyes widened in surprise.

She could see very clearly, Bo Junxiao's face was already sweating profusely, and he was curled up uncomfortably, as if he was forcibly trying to lie down a little more steadily, but he couldn't stop spasming and struggling.

Just now...... Was he struggling so much that he accidentally got himself to the ground?

What the hell happened to him?

"Young Master, my name is Doctor Song—" Zhou Qiang was a little anxious.

"No, you don't! Go out...... Get out! ”

Without waiting for Zhou Qiang to finish speaking, Bo Junxiao forced the pain again, and his voice trembled a little.

"Uncle Zhou, let me try!"

Yan Mu hesitated slightly, but still took a few steps over, grabbed Zhou Qiang's side, and reached out to hold down Bo Junxiao's legs.

Bo Junxiao's eyes were blackened with pain, and he suddenly noticed that a pair of hands were pressed on his legs that were in pain, and a violent cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Get out!"

Bo Junxiao roared a little hoarsely, gasped a few times, waved away with one hand in a rage, and slapped Yan Mu's forearm with a "pop-" slap.

At this time, he was like a sleepy beast, his eyes were bloodshot, his pale face, delicate facial features, and the red blood on his thin lips that were bitten by himself when he was in pain......

The whole person looks like a vampire who is crazy in the night.

But his sweat dripped down his chin and down his neck, and the thin and delicate collarbone exposed at the collar of his pajamas was covered with thin layers of fine sweat...... It reveals a bit of fragility.

Yan Mu was slightly stunned.

She had never seen such a Bo Junxiao.

In her previous life, she didn't know that Bo Junxiao's legs were ...... It's not that it's unconscious, but it hurts like this at night!

"Xiao Mu!" Zhou Qiang saw that Yan Mu had angered Bo Junxiao, and he also urged Yan Mu urgently, "Why did you come here, come out with me!" ”

Yan Mu rubbed her forearm that was hurt by Bo Junxiao, this person's dog's paw was quite strong, and half of her arm was a little numb.

"Uncle Zhou!"

Yan Mu shook her head, and without waiting for Bo Junxiao and Zhou Qiang to say anything, she bent down and pressed her hands on Bo Junxiao's legs again, "Bo Shao, don't move!" ”

"You give me-"

Before Bo Junxiao could drink angrily, his body suddenly slammed.

What's going on?

He seemed to feel that on the legs that Yan Mu was holding down, there seemed to be a cool but gentle and comfortable breath that penetrated into his heart little by little.

The bone-chilling pain in my legs seemed to have been alleviated all at once!

His tense body gradually stretched out, and he leaned back on the pillow, and he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, adjusting his almost uncontrollable violent emotions just now.

"Young Master!"

At this moment, Steward Chen and Doctor Song, who heard the movement, hurriedly rushed in, "What's wrong?" The young master is hurting again? ”