Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

There was a small pink stool in the shower room. It was the only bright color in this gray space. It was really conspicuous and out of place. No need to ask, it must have belonged to Fu Lingxiao's dead wife.

Mu Xing took out the small stool and placed it on the ground in front of the man's head.

She went to wash her hands, sat on a small stool and massaged his head. Her eyes touched the roots of his newly grown white hair. She felt a little choked in her heart. Suddenly she heard the man ask her: "Yanyan, have you ever helped others treat illnesses?" ?"

Mu Xing immediately gathered his thoughts and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What? Are you scared?"

"Don't be afraid. In fact, what I want to ask is, have you ever taken care of others in this way, especially your fiancé? Have you ever taken care of him in this way?"

As soon as Fu Lingxiao finished speaking, he immediately said: "Forget it, don't answer me. I can only be jealous if I know and nothing will change."

childish.

Mu Xing complained in his heart.

After a few seconds, the man suddenly turned his head and asked her again: "Yanyan, have you ever taken care of him like this?"

Mu Xing frowned and looked at him, "Don't you want me to answer?"

"If you don't answer directly, then you have it."

The man was concentrating on himself, his eyes lowered little by little, looking extremely sad.

Mu Xing sighed helplessly, "He has good hands and feet, and his eyes are not blind. He doesn't need my care."

Hearing this, Fu Lingxiao raised his eyebrows in surprise, but within two seconds, his expression dimmed again, "But even if you haven't taken care of him, he is still your fiancé, and I am nothing."

"That's enough for you, Fu Lingxiao, don't look for trouble!"

Mu Xing's face turned cold and his tone was a bit impatient.

Seeing the man frowning his handsome eyebrows and trying to put on that pitiful look again, she immediately held his face, straightened his head forward, and warned: "Don't be verbose anymore!"

The man nodded and said nothing.

After massaging Fu Lingxiao's head and relaxing it, Mu Xing disinfected his hands, opened the acupuncture bag, took out the silver needles and sterilized them, and said: "I'm going to start acupuncture. You try to relax yourself. If you can't stand it anymore, you must tell me and don't hold back." , so that I can better judge the intensity of acupuncture."

Now that business was about to begin, Fu Lingxiao stopped teasing her and responded in a deep voice: "Yes."

Mu Xing took a breath and calmed down. She held a silver needle and slowly inserted it into the acupuncture points on Fu Lingxiao's brain. She was targeting the big acupuncture points in the brain. If she missed the smallest point, she would be permanently blind, or in severe cases, she would be blinded forever. life.

It is true that taking risks is a one in [-] success rate.

But what she didn't say was that the success rate was one in [-]. With her, it would be a [-]% success rate.

Moreover, what she wants to treat is not just Fu Lingxiao's eyes...

three hours later.

Mu Xing put away the needle and looked up to see Fu Lingxiao's hands tightly grasping the edge of the bathtub, his joints glowing horribly white, but he did not move or make a sound from the beginning to the end.

His endurance is amazing, I guess, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive now with such a sick body.

Mu Xing knew how painful the acupuncture process was. At that time, he was worried that Fu Lingxiao wouldn't be able to bear it, so he asked him not to endure it. But in fact, being able to endure it would have the best therapeutic effect.

She was very happy that he could bear it, but when she saw him holding on like this habitually, she couldn't help but feel distressed. She gently put her hand on the back of his hand, "Didn't I tell you not to bear it? You don't listen to me. if."

Fu Lingxiao loosened his clenched teeth and whispered to comfort her: "I'm fine, don't worry."

The medicinal bath has gone cold.

The man's hands are cold.

"I'll help you out."

Mu Xing took out the bathrobe from the cabinet, hung it on his wrist, closed his eyes, and went to help Fu Lingxiao.

Fu Lingxiao was now extremely weak and wanted to lie down and rest, but he didn't want the little girl to worry about him, so he used her strength to get up and walk out of the bathtub.

After the man stood firm, Mu Xing handed him the bathrobe, turned around and said, "You can't take a shower today, please bear with the smell of medicine on your body."

"kindness."

Fu Lingxiao naturally obeyed her in everything.

Mu Xing waited for him to put on his bathrobe and wash up, then helped him back to the room and took care of him to lie down on the bed, "You have a good rest, I'm leaving."

"Smoke."

Fu Lingxiao took her hand and said, "Can you not leave tonight?"

The man's face was as pale as paper, and he looked almost hungry.

Mu Xing had been trying hard to stay awake. Seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little soft. She sat down on the edge of the bed, raised her hand and gently stroked his frown, "Go to sleep."

She didn't agree to stay, but fortunately she didn't leave immediately.

Even if they were together for one more second, Fu Lingxiao was already very satisfied.

He held her soft little hand tightly, closed his eyes, and endured the soul-rending pain when applying the acupuncture, which exhausted all his energy, and soon he lost consciousness.

Seeing that he was asleep, Mu Xing carefully took out his hand, helped him tuck the quilt, got up and walked out of the master bedroom.

Yuntuo, who used to follow Fu Lingxiao and was inseparable from him, has been missing today.

Mu Xing felt a little strange and went downstairs to ask Butler Wu. Butler Wu didn't know Yuntuo's whereabouts, so she had to call him.

Even in the tightly guarded Yuzun Manor, she was still a little worried about Fu Lingxiao. He was too weak now and needed personal protection.

At the same time, Shengshi Jinzun Hotel.

In the presidential suite, all the lights were turned off.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the woman held her hands on the glass. The edges of her fingertips were slightly pale due to the exertion. The cold moonlight shone on her creamy back, making the whiteness dazzling.

The muscular man grabbed her waist from behind, his breath was hot, and he wanted to defeat her fiercely.

Broken low moans kept overflowing from her red lips. Li Huiyi felt like a lonely boat in the stormy waves. She couldn't remember how long she had been floating on the sea. She could only let the huge waves sweep over and drown her.

The cell phone rang suddenly, echoing in the huge room.

Yuntuo picked up Li Huiyi, strode over to pick up the phone, looked at the caller ID, and immediately stopped breathing heavily, "Miss Gu."

Mu Xing asked quietly: "Where are the people?"

At this time, Li Huiyi said softly with confusion, and Yun Tuo hurriedly pressed her into his arms. His heart was beating fast, and he forced himself to remain calm, "What's going on outside?"

Over there, Mu Xing had already heard the woman's voice.

A moment of Chunxiao is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so calling him back at this time seems a bit excessive.

"It's okay, you continue."

Mu Xing hung up the phone and returned to the master bedroom to guard Fu Lingxiao.

Here, Yuntuo looked at the short call, frowned, put away the phone, and carried Li Huiyi to the bed.

The effort was over within half an hour and he took a quick shower.

Li Huiyi lay on her side on the bed, watching him put on clothes, her blue eyes full of emotion and seductive.

Yuntuo's Adam's apple rolled, and he was fully dressed. He knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, leaned over and kissed her red lips, "There may be something going on with Mr. Fu, I'll go back and take a look."

"Slow down, sir."

Her voice was still hoarse, and she was mute under him. When they were asking for each other, she was obviously so enthusiastic, but once it was over, she had such a nonchalant attitude.

Yuntuo was a little troubled, but there was nothing he could do.