Bo Yimo's gaze finally fell on Bo Qingzhi, "Bro, thank you."
"We're family, no need for thanks." Bo Qingzhi frowned slightly; every gesture exuded the toughness and resilience of a soldier. He paused, "I'll take care of Xiao Zhi, you focus on your wife."
The adjutant silently watched, not saying a word.
Young Marshal, you probably couldn't bear to part with that cute little kid!
Who knew the iron-blooded Young Marshal Bo had such a side?
#That's what they call charmingly contrasting#
Bo Yimo glanced at Xiao Zhi and said lightly, "How did he get injured?"
The adjutant stepped forward to explain the situation, emphasizing Bo Qingzhi's care.
"Just don't let them out." Bo Yimo glanced at Xiao Yi, who nodded.
The adjutant couldn't help but be amazed. Both brothers were as cold as ice, serving them was no easy task.
The starstruck Yin Weiyi was entranced, "Young Master Mo's brother is so manly, so charming. If it wasn't such a critical time, I'd already want to tease him."
