Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 553: The Republic of China, the Marshal's Gentle Cousin 22

His broad shoulders supported his muscular upper body. The muscles on his arms bulged slightly, and the veins were faintly visible, demonstrating his strength and masculinity.

She is good-looking, even better looking than his father, but has this unfilial son forgotten that his cousin is a little girl?!

"You, you!! Put on your clothes!!"

The eldest lady felt even more embarrassed. Her unfilial son must have seen too many men in the military camp, and they were too rough with each other, so he forgot that he should not be seen in this state in front of girls.

The eldest lady acted very quickly. She covered Miaomiao's eyes before she had time to look up and see the scene in front of her after she sneezed.

Miaomiao was a little confused by the sudden action. She subconsciously struggled slightly and uttered a vague "Hmm?"

When Mu Yuanzhao saw this scene, his eyes flickered for a moment, and a hint of unclear emotion appeared in his already deep eyes.

The eldest lady covered Miaomiao's eyes and looked at Mu Yuanzhao with a hint of blame.

"You kid, don't you pay attention? Although Miaomiao is your elder, she is still young and not a soldier in your barracks."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yuanzhao coughed lightly and looked at Adjutant Qian who was standing not far in front of him. He had a dull expression but a hint of gloating in his eyes.

"cough.

hiss......."

He coughed again, perhaps because he was embarrassed, so he sat up gently and tried to cover his chest.

The movement just touched the wound, and even the young marshal, who usually remained calm in the face of pain, couldn't help but groan.

It was only then that the eldest lady noticed that the white gauze on her son's chest was particularly eye-catching. Bright red blood seeped out of the gauze, spreading across the snow-white gauze like a strange blooming flower, telling of the dangers he had experienced before.

In an instant, the eldest lady felt distressed, and Miaomiao, who was under her palm, calmed down and stopped moving.

Instead, she was really in a dilemma for a while.

“Madam, you can’t.

Just now, the young marshal was wearing too thick clothes and was scolded by the doctor.

His wound had to be exposed temporarily so that he could heal.

If you don't believe me, ask Doctor Zhang; he said it all."

Adjutant Qian suppressed the last bit of his smile and embarked on a path of acting that did not belong to him.

Of course, as the saying goes, it is better for me to have a friend die than for myself to have a friend die.

He didn't lie in front of the eldest lady.

It was true that the young marshal was wearing something too tight, which caused the white gauze to bleed, which led to Doctor Zhang saying something similar.

Of course, the words about exposing his chest and taking good care of his injuries were also induced by their young commander...

However, as Adjutant Qian got used to the young marshal's ideas in just one day, his adaptability can be said to be very strong.

After Adjutant Qian finished speaking, he looked at Mu Yuanzhao again, only to see that the tips of his young marshal's ears were all red.

What kind of man is this? Both coquettish and pure?

So it's pure burning?

"This this......"

The eldest lady was at a loss for a moment, as the red spot on her son's chest was still irritating her nerves.

"It's okay, sister, just do as the military doctor says.

Besides, when I ran a pharmacy with my mother in Anping Town, we often encountered injured and sick patients.

Although I don’t know much about medicine, I’ve seen it so often that I don’t care much about it anymore.”

Only then did the doctor remember that Aunt Lan had opened a clinic to support her family.

If that's the case, there's nothing to defend against.

The eldest lady hesitated for a long time, but finally slowly lowered her hand from Miaomiao's eyes.

In an instant, Miaomiao's sight caught the sight of Mu Yuanzhao, who looked frail yet strong.

The word "weak" simply means that his face was slightly pale due to blood loss and pain, and his bloodless lips were even slightly chapped, but it did not detract from the innate heroism and majesty between his eyebrows.

Even though his broad shoulders were half leaning on the bed, they still revealed toughness and strength. The white gauze on his exposed chest was stained with blood, which looked somewhat shocking.

Miaomiao just took a brief glance and then quickly shifted her gaze to the eldest lady.

Her eyes were calm, without the slightest panic, as if the scene before her had not caused any impact on her.

This behavior made the eldest lady feel a little relieved. She was really afraid that she would teach her little cousin bad things.

This young child is about the same age as her two little girls, but was sent abroad by the old man early. On the contrary, when she saw Miaomiao, she felt a sense of making up for it, and always thought that being well-behaved was really lovable.

At this time, except for Adjutant Qian, no one noticed that Mu Yuanzhao, whose ears were originally only slightly red, quickly turned a faint pink when the cousin looked at him.

Even the blush quickly spread from the ears of his eldest son to his neck, and then to his exposed chest, like a thin layer of crimson gauze. The body's reaction of wanting to refuse but also to welcome really impressed Adjutant Qian.

Is this still their young marshal?

"It's okay, sister, you'll get better as time goes by.

I will take good care of her, just do your thing."

Miaomiao's voice was clear and calm, as if she was stating a very ordinary fact.

But these few words poured cold water on the young marshal who was just feeling excited and arrogant.

If you see it too much, it will become worthless?

Mu Yuanzhao lowered his eyes. In Miaomiao's mind, he was a seriously injured patient who could not move. In the eyes of the eldest lady, he was a rebellious son who was injured but his mind was still full of evil thoughts.

It can almost be said that he is treated as a talking mute.

"Miao Miao, I'll leave Zhao to you."

Just like that, at the request of the eldest lady, Miaomiao officially took over the task of taking care of her eldest nephew who had recovered from his injuries.

"Don't be shy. I'm your elder after all. I grew up in a medical clinic and have seen a lot. Just take care of your injuries."

After the eldest lady hurriedly left, Miaomiao turned around and glanced at her nephew who was still half leaning on the bed with a slightly flushed face.

In a word, I've seen so much that I can hardly handle Mu Yuanzhao anymore.

But it doesn't matter. All he wants is to understand her preferences by spending time with her day and night together. It would be best if he could make her fall in love with him.

If not, at least let her know that no one else is worthy of her except herself.

Most marriages at this time are blind marriages. Preference is the least important argument in marriage. As long as he is strong enough and good enough...

"Thank you for your help, Miaomiao."

A certain young marshal said with a smile after silently encouraging himself.

This time in front of Miaomiao, I didn't even call her aunt.

The sunlight poured into the house like broken gold, making the whole room bright and warm.

Mu Yuanzhao half leaned on the bed, slightly closed his eyes, and could still smell a faint and elegant fragrance from the girl between his nostrils, which made his heart tremble.

In such an atmosphere, there is a blind light bulb standing there all the time, which is a bit of an eyesore...

"Adjutant Qian..."