After returning from rebirth, Mr. Mu completely lost control

Shi Ning woke up in a hospital bed.

There was a needle stuck on the back of her right hand. Just as she was about to move, her arm was clasped by a big palm.

"Don't move. If the water escapes, you have to re-tie it."

"..."

Shi Ning looked at the man in front of the hospital bed, then looked up at the half-filled potion.

He spoke with a hoarse voice, "Did you send me to the hospital?"

Last night, after she fainted, she couldn't remember everything.

How did Zhou Huai know?

Zhou Huai scolded sternly, "Shi Ning, you are twenty-three years old, not three years old, and you can actually give yourself a high fever to the point of fainting. Don't you know how scary it is when you have a high fever?"

"Did I have a high fever again last night?"

When Shi Ning was scolded, it was rare for him to listen obediently and not refute.

Zhou Huai looked at her haggard look and softened his heart.

His tone softened slightly, "It's not high, just forty degrees."

Shi Ning shut up and stopped talking.

When she took her temperature, it was only over thirty-seven degrees.

If Mu Shaochen's calls and messages hadn't made her so upset that she forgot to take her medicine, she wouldn't have let her body temperature soar so high.

Finally fainted.

"Um, thank you."

Shi Ning changed the subject, "What time is it now? Aren't you going to work?"

"It's Sunday."

Zhou Huai stretched out his hand to wipe Shi Ning's forehead, "Finally burned out?"

"Who's crazy about it... ah."

Shi Ning reflexively raised his hand to slap Zhou Huai's hand away, forgetting that there was still a needle stuck in the back of his hand.

This time, the water ran away directly.

Zhou Huai gave her a hard look and quickly called the nurse to remove the needle and re-inject her.

Shi Ning is most afraid of injections.

I fainted last night, but I didn't know. Later, I was injected with sleep-aiding drugs and slept all night.

Now awake, when the needle pierced the back of her hand, her body tensed up and her other hand clung to the quilt.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The nurse was curious about her nervousness, "It actually doesn't hurt much."

But Shi Ning was just scared.

The fear spreads from the bottom of my heart.

She didn't know why, but when she saw the needle, she couldn't help being afraid.

After the nurse left, Zhou Huai laughed at her, "You're so bold, and you dare to get yourself to 40 degrees."

"I'm hungry."

Shi Ning is pitiful.

The fear in my heart has not been completely eliminated.

Want to eat to expel it.

Zhou Huai stood up and said in a drawl, "I'll buy it for you. Your eldest lady is waiting on the hospital bed."

"Zhou Huai."

Shi Ning watched Zhou Huai walk to the door and couldn't help but stop him.

"..."

"Why did you go to my house last night and send me to the hospital?"

"It's your destiny."

Zhou Huai answered the question incorrectly.

Perfunctory.

Noticing the subtle change in her expression, he rolled his eyes.

Then he said, "Call me if you need anything. Your phone is on the table."

"Ah."

After Zhou Huai left, Shi Ning picked up his phone.

Except for the messages from her parents, the rest were insignificant messages.

When she fainted last night, the man's car had already driven away.

He won't know.

Ignoring the bitterness in his heart, Shi Ning told himself that it was no big deal.

When Zhou Huai got out of the elevator, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman carrying a bag.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhou Huai?"

Zhou Huai raised his eyebrows and replied politely, "I am Zhou Huai, who are you, aunt?"

The middle-aged woman hurriedly pushed the bag in her hand to him, "I am Mr. Mu's aunt, and my husband asked me to bring the porridge to you."

"Did Mu Shaochen ask you to deliver it?"

The smile on Zhou Huai's lips was replaced by a hint of ridicule.

The middle-aged woman nodded and asked Shi Ning if his fever had gone down and how he was doing.

Zhou Huai said he didn't know, but Mu Shaochen asked him to ask the doctor if he wanted to know.

Before entering the ward, he looked down at the porridge in his hand. It was not in a thermos box, but in disposable tableware.

Shi Ning was really hungry.

Eating is not polite.

After the third mouthful of porridge, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Zhou Huai, "Where did you buy this porridge?"

Zhou Huai casually mentioned a porridge shop.

Shi Ning lowered his head and continued to put porridge into his mouth one spoonful at a time.

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When the aunt returned to the villa, Mu Shaochen had not gone out yet.

Before he could ask, the aunt took the initiative and said she met Zhou Huai at the elevator door and gave him the porridge.

Mu Shaochen said "hmm" in a very calm voice.

The aunt also said that Zhou Huai refused to talk about Shi Ning's condition and asked him to ask the doctor himself.

Mu Shaochen said nothing.

The aunt didn't understand, but she wanted to mind her own business, "Mr. Mu, don't blame me for being talkative. You obviously care about your wife, why don't you take care of her yourself and let others take care of your wife instead?"

That Mr. Zhou also looks very talented.

What if he takes care of his wife and takes care of her feelings, then the husband will have no place to cry.

Mu Shaochen's cold facial features showed no unnecessary changes in expression, "She doesn't need my care."

Tomorrow, they will get divorced.

Unnecessary entanglement will only increase worries.

Last night, he stayed by her bedside, listening to her talking in her sleep and saying she hated him.

He was so angry that he wanted to shake her awake.

But then she thought about it, it was much better to just say she hated him now than in her previous life when she hated him to the core.

Then he endured it again.

At dawn, he called Zhou Huai and asked him to go to the hospital to take care of Shi Ning.

"Mr. Mu, how about I take care of my wife?"

Auntie could tell that Mu Shaochen cared about Shi Ning.

Mu Shaochen shook his head, "No need."

Twisted melons are not sweet.

In his previous life, all he tasted for three years was bitterness.

After being reborn, he didn't want to cause each other pain anymore. She wanted freedom, and he gave it to her.

He didn't want to experience what happened last night when she was so feverish that she even fainted and refused to tell him.

The phone rang, and when he saw it was Jiang Bo, he picked up the call slowly.

"Hey, Abo."

"Master, it's me."

The voice on the phone was Zhao Shiyin.

Mu Shaochen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his tone was a little cooler than before, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Shiyin was silent for a moment.

He asked hesitantly, "Master, my brother said you went back to Jiangcheng. Will you... come to Nancheng again?"

"I won't go for now."

After a slight pause, Mu Shaochen added, "If you have anything to do, go to Qin Feng. He will wait there until your injury is better. When you want to transfer back to Jiangcheng, he will go through the procedures. If you don't want to transfer, just go to Qin Feng." Recuperate over there and then be discharged."

"Young Minister."

Compared to the grievance in Zhao Shiyin's tone.

Mu Shaochen's words seemed particularly ruthless and indifferent, "I will be responsible for the expenses. When you get out of the hospital, you can tell me what you want. As long as you don't kill people, set fire, or do anything that violates morality, it should be fine."