Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Mu Xing pushed Shen Luo back to the ward and helped him connect to the ECG monitor.

The man's weak voice came from behind: "Are you still angry with me? Yanyan..."

Mu Xing had a cold face, lowered his head and worked hard, and did not respond.

Slender arms suddenly passed through her waist from behind and hugged her slender waist. The man's thin chest was pressed against her back. "Don't you want to hear my reflection? Hmm?"

He leaned over her ear, and caressed her ear with his cool lips.

Mu Xing's long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and her cheeks were slightly warm, but she was really angry now. If this man could reflect, he wouldn't turn a deaf ear to her words again and again!

She grabbed the man's hand around her waist and controlled the force to open it, but her hand was suddenly held back, and then, a ring was inserted into her ring finger.

Mu Xing's heart trembled, and finally couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man, "What do you mean?"

"This is my reflection."

Fu Lingxiao held her little hand, turned her petite body around, and stared down at her, "We won't go through the process and get married directly."

Mu Xing didn't expect that her uncle would suddenly propose to her, and she was stunned for a moment.

Fu Lingxiao raised his hand to touch her cheek, his black eyes flashed, "I know you are angry that I didn't lie down and rest properly. I didn't mean to disobey you, I just want to marry you because I can't wait for a second." I don’t even want to wait any longer.”

The crow-colored eyelashes drooped slightly, but they couldn't hide the deep affection in his eyes, "Maybe you think it's too hasty, but please believe me, I am definitely not impulsive, Yanyan, marry me."

Mu Xing tried his best to control his heartbeat, looked at him and asked: "Why do you think I will agree?"

"By..."

The man trailed off in a low voice, and slowly leaned down, covering her soft lips with his cool thin lips, kissing her softly, slowly, and Mu Xing's unsteady breathing was soon absorbed. He drives.

But he suddenly moved his thin lips away, and the corners of his pale lips raised a pleasant arc, "Do you need me to show you the answer again, Yanyan."

Naturally it is not necessary.

She has never been able to refuse her little uncle, even in a state of amnesia. What's more, now that she has recovered her memory, she has to refuse because she has recovered her memory.

The case of the Mu family's extermination has not yet been investigated clearly, and she does not want to marry her uncle with estrangement.

She was willing to believe for her little uncle that what happened back then had nothing to do with his father, so she should find out the truth, give an explanation to the Mu family, and give her little uncle peace of mind.

Mu Xing took off the ring on her ring finger and placed it in Fu Lingxiao's palm.

Fu Lingxiao's hand trembled, and he lowered his eyes to look at the ring in his palm, his eyes filled with disappointment.

In fact, he knew very well that Xing'er was right to reject him. His life was so short that it was measured in months, and all he could bring to Xing'er was the pain of life, separation, and death.

But he really wanted to walk the last stretch of the road with Xing'er. Even if the journey was short, he would have no regrets in this life.

Fu Lingxiao pursed her thin lips and raised her eyes to look at Mu Xing, "Yanyan, can you think about it again? I know that I am old, blind and sick, and I am indeed not worthy of you, but if you think about it from another perspective, I Being rich and having a short life can be considered an advantage..."

The man who was always aloof always lowered his posture without any bottom line in front of her.

Mu Xing felt sorry for his humbleness, and she couldn't bear to hear him talk about his short life. A crack was cut into the indifference she deliberately pretended to be, and she glared at him with red eyes: "Fu Lingxiao, are you trying to talk nonsense again?"

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Feeling that Xing'er was angry, Fu Lingxiao immediately followed the good example.

The disappointment of being rejected was wiped away by her angry 'threat'.

He raised the ring, looked into her misty eyes, and said, "I listen to Yanyan in everything. Can Yanyan agree to my proposal because I am so obedient?"

Mu Xing refused again: "Of course not."

The man immediately put on his pitiful look again and asked her: "Why, Yanyan? Give me a reason."

Ask and ask!

Don’t you have any idea in your mind?

Mu Xing became angry when she thought that her uncle refused to recognize her, "You should go back to the ward immediately and continue to reflect. When you reflect and understand, I will think about it again."

Fu Lingxiao: "..."

He reflected very clearly and to the point!

Where else is the problem?

He didn't understand, but it was always right to listen to Xing'er's words, "Then I'll go back to the ward and wait for you. Yanyan, come over when you're done."

After saying that, he leaned over and pressed a kiss on Mu Xing's cheek, then left obediently.

Mu Xing raised his hand to cover the place kissed by the man and rubbed it, his red lips curled up slightly, and the next moment he regained his coolness and called Shiye, "Where is the person? Lost?"

"It's here!"

Shi Ye hurried to the ward and finally had the opportunity to ask about Shen Lu's condition: "Miss Gu, how was the operation?"

Mu Xing: "The operation went well and the wound was repaired, but after all, the brainstem and cerebellum were injured. We will have to wait until he wakes up to know whether there will be any sequelae, but there is no need to worry. Even if there are sequelae, they will be nothing." Small problems, no difficulty, I can solve them."

Shiye breathed a sigh of relief and said again: "I have prepared the prescription you gave me a few days ago for everyone to take. Do you have an idea of ​​the real antidote? Do you need my help?"

Mu Xing glanced at him lazily, "If you keep your mouth shut tightly, you are helping."

Tokoye: "..."

Forget it, if your skills are inferior to others, you deserve to be despised!

"You stay here and observe closely. If anything happens, tell me immediately."

After Mu Xing finished explaining Shi Ye, he left the ward.

She did not go to Fu Lingxiao, but went to the laboratory to retrieve Fu Lingxiao's blood analysis report.

The poison in her little uncle was the same as the poison in her blood three years ago.

She once thought she was certain to die, but when she woke up, she was already safe and sound. Master must have saved her. But now, it seems that there is no antidote for this poison. How did Master save her?

Or is it that her medical skills are not enough to develop an antidote?

Mu Xing studied the blood analysis report carefully. She lost track of time during this study. When she raised her head, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Suddenly remembering her uncle's words to wait for her, she immediately got up and left the laboratory.

Arriving at the ward, she gently opened the door. The man on the bed seemed to be sleeping soundly, with his eyes slightly closed. Under the white light, his delicate and sculptured handsome face glowed with a sickly cold white.

Fortunately, the little uncle was not awake waiting for her.

Mu Xing felt relieved, closed the door, walked over quietly, leaned over to tuck him in, when the man suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her waist accurately, and carried her directly to the bed.

"Fu Lingxiao! You are injured!"

Mu Xing reminded her hurriedly. The man wrapped his arms around her and held her in his arms. His weak voice was a bit lazy, "Shh, be good. It's very late. Go to bed."