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Chapter 881 Little Heavenly King, Are You Short of Money? 19

Chapter 881 Little Heavenly King, Are You Short of Money? 19
In the hospital ward, Mu Chen was lying sickly on the hospital bed, his face was a little defeated, his expression was deserted and lazy, and his fingers were gently sliding on the phone.

"The doctor told you to eat on time and avoid spicy food..." Sister Lin stood beside the hospital bed and babbled.

Mu Chen just hummed lightly occasionally, with lowered eyes, staring at the phone in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Click" the door of the ward was unscrewed.

Mu Chen didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to swipe the screen of the phone with his thumb.

When Sister Lin heard the movement, she turned her head and saw Wu Xin who pushed the door open and came in, "Mr. Meng."

As Sister Lin made a sound, Mu Chen paused in sliding the phone. The phone in his hand slipped into the quilt. Mu Chen looked up suddenly and saw Wu Xin who had already walked into the ward.

Wu Xin nodded to Sister Lin, and then asked about Mu Chen's situation, "How's the situation?"

"It's still the same old problem. I haven't eaten in the morning or lunch, and I have to catch up with the announcement for another day." Sister Lin said helplessly.

"Push off the announcement for the next few days, let him recuperate well." Wu Xin said to Sister Lin, then walked to Mu Chen's bed and looked at Mu Chen.

"Okay." Sister Lin responded.

Mu Chen followed Wu Xin with his eyes. When Wu Xin walked to the bed, he looked up at Wu Xin and said, "Mr. Meng."

Wu Xin nodded, then sat down beside the hospital bed, "Have you had lunch yet?"

After hearing this, Mu Chen turned his head and lowered his eyes slightly, "I have no appetite."

Wu Xin raised his head and glanced at Sister Lin, "Go buy him a bowl of porridge."

Sister Lin listened, nodded, and went out.

Mu Chen moved his lips, and before he could speak, he saw Sister Lin had already walked out of the ward.

The door was closed again, and the ward fell into silence again.

Wuxin reached out and grabbed Mu Chen's hand.

Mu Chen's body stiffened for a moment, and he continued to lower his eyes.

"Relax your hands." Wu Xin put his hands on the quilt, put his fingers on his wrists, and began to feel his pulse.

A warm touch came from his wrist. Mu Chen's body became a little stiff. He turned his head slightly and saw Wu Xin, who was looking for his pulse seriously.

"I don't know, Mr. Meng can also feel the pulse of others." The tone was dull.

Wuxin let go of his hand, and said with a light smile, "There are so many things you don't know."

Hearing Wu Xin's words, Mu Chen felt even more upset.

But there was a sore feeling in his heart, indeed, he didn't seem to understand her at all.

However, even though he was not familiar with it at all, why did it always appear in his mind and linger in his heart.

Wu Xin saw that Mu Chen was weak and exuding a trace of low pressure, so she thought he was feeling sick and felt a little distressed.

He also softened his tone, "You must eat on time from now on." He handed a pill to Mu Chen's mouth, "Here, after taking my magic pill, your illness will be cured soon."

There was a warm and cool touch on his lips, and Mu Chen subconsciously opened his mouth to hold it.

While containing the medicine, he also contained Wuxin's fingers.

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, then stuck out his tongue and took away the pill.

Wu Xin's finger was swept by her tongue, she retracted her hand, and wiped her finger with a tissue.

When Mu Chen saw it, his face darkened, he turned his head and stared out the window in a daze with the medicine in his mouth.

Wuxin got up, poured Mu Chen a glass of water, and handed it to him, "Water."

Mu Chen reached out to take the water, then held the water in a daze.

"Don't drink it, it will be cold later." Wuxin reminded.

Mu Chen came back to his senses, then hugged the water and took a gulp of water.

The water was hot water, and Mu Chen poured it down without even blowing on it. It was a little hot, and a trace of discomfort flashed across Mu Chen's eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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