Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Mu Xing frowned in confusion, "How do you wipe it with your mouth?"

Fu Lingxiao played with his little fleshy hands and said in a slightly threatening tone: "I think if I can't wipe it clean, I will cancel the remaining two barbecue meals as punishment."

As a qualified foodie and a serious lover of barbecue, how could I let this happen?

Mu Xing tilted his head, thinking seriously for a while, then raised his hand and hooked the man's neck, moved his small mouth over, stretched out his pink tongue, and gently licked the oil stains on the man's cheek.

She moves like a little kitten.

One at a time, very seriously, very hard, trying to lick the oil stains off the man's face.

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes and could clearly see the little girl's curled eyelashes, the delicate baby-like down on her face, and the... pink tongue licking back and forth on his cheek.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away, but the scent of milk on the little girl's body penetrated his nose. It was very light, but it was clearly separated from the smell of disinfectant.

Breathing gradually became uncontrollable and became hot...

It's just that I can't resist anymore.

Fu Lingxiao felt desperate for his own self-control. He pinched the little girl's delicate shoulders with both hands and pushed her away gently, "That's it."

"I haven't wiped it clean yet." Mu Xing was thinking about the two barbecues and was particularly "dedicated".

"I said yes."

Fu Lingxiao repeated it, and the tone of his voice changed, becoming strong and deep. He was afraid that the little girl would tease him with her ignorant persistence, and he would not be able to bear it.

Mu Xing hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Do the remaining two barbecue meals still count?"

"count."

Dare to say it doesn't count, this little thing will definitely pounce on him again, and he doesn't want to ask for trouble again.

After saving two barbecues, Mu Xing smiled relaxedly and spread his hands towards the man: "Uncle, cell phone."

It's time to make a video call with grandma and the housekeeper.

Fu Lingxiao put her on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and handed it to her, then got up and went to the bathroom to clean the oil stains on his face.

Mu Xing skillfully opened WeChat, clicked on Mrs. Fu's dialog box, and made a video call.

At eight o'clock in the morning domestic time, Mrs. Fu had been waiting with her mobile phone after finishing breakfast. When Mu Xing dialed, she was immediately connected.

"grandmother!"

A sweet voice came from the phone.

Mrs. Fu wore reading glasses and looked at Mu Xing in the video carefully.

A week ago, she was waiting for Mu Xing to come to repair her lumbar spine. She waited from morning until night when no one was there, so she called Butler Wu to inquire. Only then did she find out that Mu Xing was injured and went to country M. She was worried about it, okay? It was easy to contact her grandson, but what she saw was Mu Xing who was injured all over. She was so distressed that she almost didn't rush to Country M.

Mu Xing was afraid that she would worry, so he proposed to have a video call with her every day. Seeing the little baby's recovery day by day in the video, she finally felt more at ease.

He asked Mu Xing with a smile: "Have you had dinner, little Mu Xing?"

He looked around her again, "What about that brat? I'm not taking care of you in the hospital today?"

"I've eaten, grandma, and uncle has gone to the bathroom."

As soon as Mu Xing finished answering, the man walked out of the bathroom, and she immediately greeted him: "Little uncle, come here quickly, grandma is looking for you!"

Fu Lingxiao walked over and sat down on the sofa. He held the little girl on his lap calmly and looked at the phone: "Grandma."

Seeing that he was there, Mrs. Fu thanked him with satisfaction and continued chatting with Mu Xing.

Fu Lingxiao held the little girl in his arms and supported his side of his face with his hands on the sofa. He watched the two of them chatting about everyday things. He felt relaxed unconsciously, and his whole person exuded a sense of laziness.

After Mu Xing made a video call with Mrs. Fu, he called Butler Wu again. The servants gathered around Butler Wu, asking each other how Mu Xing was recovering and when he would go home.

After two video calls that lasted nearly two hours, Mu Xing returned the phone to the man and asked, "Uncle, when are we going home?"

Fu Lingxiao looked at her with a smile: "Want to go home?"

Mu Xing nodded and counted the time. The private detective who went to see the squad leader should have news soon. She came here in a hurry and didn't bring her mobile phone. If there was news and she couldn't be contacted, she would be delayed.

Fu Lingxiao pinched her small and upright nose, "How do I remember that a certain little thing was making a fuss about moving with a small baggage not long ago?"

Moving was Brother Achao's idea, not hers. Mu Xing pursed his lips, thinking that he would have to move after his hand recovered, and his mood couldn't help but sink. He lay on the man's chest and stopped talking.

The lively and cute little kitten suddenly turned into a wilted eggplant beaten by frost.

Fu Lingxiao pinched her slender waist and lifted her up until their eyes met. His thin lips touched hers lightly and asked softly: "Why are you suddenly unhappy? Huh?"

Mu Xing shook his head, turned his face to the side, and buried it in the man's neck.

Fu Lingxiao didn't ask any questions, raised his hand and stroked her back, "Little one, no matter what happens, remember you have me."

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Another week passed.

The doctor sent the report from the virus laboratory, and the research institute also made findings. Yuntuo immediately sent the research report to the hospital.

Both reports are nearly identical.

It was clearly shown that, using the test results of blood samples as reference data, the toxin content in Mu Xing's blood was about [-]%, and the amount of toxins was still increasing.

However, due to the nature of toxins being inactivated as soon as they leave the blood, it has not been possible to extract the toxins for research and analysis.

Fu Lingxiao stood outside the ward, flipping through the report irritably, with a gloomy face as if he was staring at ink, "If the equipment doesn't work, change the equipment! If the people don't work, change the people! Give me a solution as soon as possible!"

They have recruited the world's top toxicology experts, who else can they replace?

Yuntuo was very distressed.

At this time, Shen Lu, who was silently leaning against the wall, said, "Master Fu, I heard about someone, maybe he has a way."

Fu Lingxiao glanced over with cold eyes, "Who!"

"The miracle doctor of the Thirteen Realms." Shen Lu said: "It is said that this miracle doctor's medical skills have reached a superb level, but this man is extremely mysterious. There are very few people who have seen his true appearance, and his whereabouts are unpredictable. It was very difficult to find him.”

"If he is so mysterious, how did he get his reputation as a miracle doctor?"

Yuntuo's question goes straight to the soul.

Shen Li twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "I don't know. I also found out about it from some friends on the road these days. Otherwise... just think I didn't say it?"

But the man directly ordered: "Send someone to look for him immediately!"

Regardless of whether it's true or not, once he finds it, he won't let go of any possibility that he can save the little girl!

Yuntuo: "Yes."

"Tomorrow I will take Mu Xing back to the Imperial Capital. You can stay and continue to be responsible for the research institute."

The injuries on the little girl's body have almost recovered. She keeps saying that she wants to go back to the imperial capital every day. If he doesn't take her back, he will be suspicious. What's more, some people are still waiting for him to go back and clean up!