Chapter 72
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nAuthor: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION
nLing Jue stood still and looked at Mu Xueling with a faint smile.
n“Hubby, how was Xiao Jue’s examination today?” Mu Xueling placed the chicken soup on the table and blew on her fingers. It was really a little hot.
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nLing Zhensheng walked over and held her hand lovingly. He gently rubbed it. “The doctor said that the situation is not optimistic. The success rate of the surgery is only thirty percent. Moreover, with the right resources, it might be necessary to change the heart and lungs.”
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n“Ah? It’s that serious!” Mu Xueling’s face was filled with sadness. She looked up at Ling Zhensheng with tears in her eyes and said with a choked voice, “I’m sorry. Hubby, it’s all my fault for not teaching the children well. I thought they were just fooling around in private, but who would have thought that they’d hurt Xiao Jue? It’s all my fault. I’ll get them to come down and apologize to Xiao Jue.” As she spoke, she was about to walk upstairs.
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nLing Zhensheng quickly grabbed her and said helplessly, “Honey, it’s okay. The children are already asleep. Xiao Jue’s health isn’t good, so the children went overboard…”
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nBang!
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nThe two were holding hands and talking when they heard a loud noise.
nLing Jue reached out her hand and looked at the vase on the ground. She frowned and said, “Why didn’t you put it down properly?”
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n“…” Mu Xueling looked at the vase that she had just put up today and saw that it had shattered into pieces. A hint of gloominess flashed across her eyes.
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nShe had spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy this vase from the auction house. There were blue and white porcelain patterns on it, and it was extremely beautiful. It had been shattered by this little b*stard!
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n“Xiao Jue, how could you be so careless?!” Ling Zhensheng saw the innocent look on his face and looked at him reproachfully. “Alright, drink up and go to sleep. Your aunt will take care of this. You child…”
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nMu Xueling held back her anger. Looking at the pieces on the ground, she wanted to kill Ling Jue.
nHowever, when Ling Zhensheng looked at her, she put on a loving smile. “Xiao Jue, it’s fine. It’s just a vase. Come, drink this bowl of chicken soup and go to sleep. You’re tired too.”
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n“Lord Jue, there’s a terrible smell in there. It’s especially smelly. Wah, Tang Yuan is going to puke.”
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nTang Yuan jumped out just now. He thought it was real chicken soup and wanted to try it.
nHowever, as soon as he reached the bowl, he cried out in surprise and bounced back quickly. “Lord Jue, you can’t drink it. After you drink it, you’ll definitely vomit blood at night, just like last time.”
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nLing Jue walked over and chuckled. “Dad, can we drink it together? You’ve been busy for Xiao Jue. Aunt must have prepared the soup for you too.”
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n“No, Xiao Jue, this is for you. Your dad’s blood pressure has been high recently…”
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n“Xue Ling, it’s fine. I’ll drink a bowl with Xiao Jue. He hasn’t called me dad for a long time.”
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nLing Zhensheng looked at Ling Jue with gratification and walked over. “Xiao Jue is still thinking about dad now. I’m so happy.”
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n“Dad, I’ll get you a bowl.”
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n“Good boy.”
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n“…”
nMu Xueling was anxious. The dosage this time was not small. She was afraid that the kid would not die, so she increased the dosage. She wanted to use her warmth to make him drink it. Who knew that he would give it to her husband? What should she do?
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n“Lord Jue, you’re not going to drink it, are you?” Tang Yuan squatted on her shoulder and watched her take a big bowl. “If you drink it, Tang Yuan will have to sacrifice its life to save you.”
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n“I’m not drinking it. Let Ling Zhensheng drink it all.” Ling Jue’s lips curled up as she looked at the bowl full of chicken soup. “However, Mu Xueling probably can’t help but ruin it. I’m wondering if she lost or if I lost the bet.”
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n“What do you mean? Why doesn’t Tang Yuan understand?” Tang Yuan blinked its big eyes.
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