C97 (1/2)

Yin Yanyue frowned and looked around, lowering her voice. ”Be quiet.”

Was he afraid that others wouldn't know that she had gastric cancer?

Fang Mo frowned at her and paused for a few seconds before explaining, ”I know some Chinese medicine.”

He knew Chinese medicine's pulse, so he could already tell from last night that Yin Xianyue's body was a little different.

However, Yin Yeyue was not some stomach cancer, but …

Pregnant.

When Yin Yeyue heard that he knew Chinese medicine, she immediately understood.

”Don't tell anyone about this beforehand.”

She sighed and walked towards the base's infirmary. ”When the time is ripe, I will tell you myself.”

Fang Mo slowly followed behind her, and from his nose came a tone. ”Yes.”

He did not intend to tell her about Yin Xianyue's pregnancy. Perhaps it was out of his own selfishness, but perhaps he did not understand the reason.

If Yin Xianyue thinks that she is gastric cancer, then let her always feel that she is gastric cancer.

While Fang Mo was recovering his senses, they had already arrived at the entrance of the infirmary.

Yin Yanyue took a step into the infirmary and smiled at the old doctor, ”Doctor, could I trouble you to change the medicine for him?”

”He's coming.”

That old doctor glanced at Fang Mo and Yin Yanyue, then got up and tidied up the medicine while saying, ”I thought you guys wouldn't be here today, but his wounds looked pretty much healed last night.”

”That's good enough?”

Yin Yanyue's eyes opened wide with disbelief, ”He's only been injured for a few days, how is he almost fully recovered?”

The old doctor pouted and shook his head, ”That might not be true. Seeing how his body is covered in wounds, he should be used to it by now.”

Fang Mo had indeed recovered much faster than an ordinary person.

Yin Yanyue pursed her lips, looking at Fang Mo in confusion.

With a cold expression on his face, Fang Mo sat down on a nearby chair and took off his shirt, allowing the doctor to change the medicine for him.

The old doctor instructed as he disinfected the wound. ”Although you have recovered well, you must not drag this wound into tomorrow's training. If you were to cut it again, it would be difficult to deal with.”

Fang Mo lowered his head and did not reply.

Yin Yanyue was surprised to hear this. ”What training?”

She looked at Fang Mo and her expression suddenly darkened. ”You want to participate in tomorrow's collective training?” Who approved it? Captain Scar agreed to it? ”

Letting someone like him, who had just been injured, participate in a high-intensity group training was not a good idea at all.

”You don't know?”

The old doctor, who was standing at the side, saw her big reaction and was also surprised. ”Your team has already agreed. Last night, the two of them came over specially to check up on me. They only agreed to participate after confirming that he was alright.”

She had fallen asleep on her way back from the city last night, and it was the viscount who had carried her from the car to her room. Of course she did not know what had happened last night.

If she had known what had happened last night, she would have stopped him and the team.

Wasn't this making fun of his body?

Yin Yanyue stood in front of Fang Mo, looking down at him condescendingly. With an unfriendly tone, she asked, ”Why the hell did you insist on participating in this group training?”

Was he a masochist? Even though the collective training was such a difficult task, he still insisted on attending.

Fang Mo didn't even look at her, nor did he reply.