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nAs soon as they entered the room, Xu Youning took off Mu Sijue’s coat and saw the horrifying blood on the shirt over his chest.

n“Lie down!”

nShe helped Mu Sijue onto the bed and cut his shirt off. As she had feared, he had split his wound open, in which the burst flesh looked like a monster’s mouth that was spitting out blood without a stop.

nXu Youning was afraid that—Mu Sijue might die.

nAh Guang placed a medical kit beside the bed and said, “Youning, you can dress his wound. It’s all here.”

nXu Youning had trained to deal with minor wounds. However, Mu Sijue’s wound wasn’t that easy to deal with because he had split it open twice. If it wasn’t properly dealt with, he would run a fever or even die, so she had no assurance of success.

nShe shook her head and said, “Ah Guang, we’d better call a doctor.”

nMu Sijue grasped Xu Youning’s hand, speaking to her in a feeble and irresistible voice. “You can do it.”

nXu Youning subconsciously shook her head and said, “Mu Sijue, I can’t…”

nShe was worried that she would hurt Mu Sijue due to her inexperience, just as a doctor would refuse to operate on his family members.

nMu Sijue grasped Xu Youning’s hand with more strength and said, “Zhao Yinghong won’t give up easily. His men must be watching outside. To him, calling the doctor indicates that I’m injured. And all that you’ve done will be in vain.”

nHe slowly turned his gaze to Xu Youning’s face and said, “I trust you.”

nThose words seemed magical, and all of a sudden, Xu Youning’s confidence was restored.

nXu Youning gritted her teeth while putting on the medical gloves. Then she carefully dressed the wound step by step…

nShe found that once started, the process wasn’t as difficult as she had thought.

nIn order to stay awake, Mu Sijue requested to reduce the dose of anesthesia, so he was conscious throughout the process.

nAs a result, he felt the pain in his wound and saw the cautious look on Xu Youning’s face.

nIt seemed that she was facing an unprecedented challenge. She pursed her lips to concentrate her mind, and her movements were swift and gentle. Before long, her forehead began to sweat.

n“Ah Guang, dry my sweat, please,” Xu Youning said as she continued her work, while her voice sounded more than calm.

nAh Guang gasped in admiration and took a towel to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

n40 minutes later, Xu Youning finished stitching then cut the thread. Then she suddenly felt a sense of collapse, sitting by the bed without a word for a long while, as if she had been seriously injured.

nIn contrast, the real injured one, Mu Sijue, was much more conscious. He said to Ah Guang, “Take those away.”

nAh Guang cleaned up the medical kit, then he anxiously looked at the weak Xu Youning and said, “Youning, you…”

nMu Sijue interrupted him in a cold voice. “She’s OK.”

nAh Guang replied, “Oh,” and left with the medical kit in hand.

nAfter some time, Xu Youning came to her senses. She gave Mu Sijue a feeble look and asked, “When will we leave here?”

nMu Sijue checked the time and said, “We’ve been here for less than 60 minutes. I’m virile. Don’t you know?”

nXu Youning became stunned, feeling embarrassed. Then she said, “I know you are not virile.”

nHowever, she didn’t dare to say more and rushed into the bathroom, then she took off the gloves and flushed them down.

nIn her eyes, all the evidence of Mu Sijue’s injury should be disposed of.

nAfter that, she went out of the bathroom and saw Mu Sijue’s eyes shut. She thought he was asleep and walked gingerly to the sofa to sit down, while Mu Sijue suddenly said, “Call your grandma and tell her that you can’t go home for a few days.”

nWith the magazine in her hand unopened, Xu Youning asked, “Why?”

n“Because you’re going to stay at my house,” Mu Sijue said.

nXu Youning became quite confused and asked, “What for?”

nMu Sijue gave Xu Youning a glance at leisure and said naturally, “You’re going to take care of me.”

n“But I’m bad at that.” Xu Youning leaned back on the sofa, flipping through the magazine and said, “You’d better hire a nurse.”

nIf she went to the Old House of the Mu family to take care of Mu Sijue, she would have the chance to stay alone with him, which she had long dreamed of.

nHowever, Xu Youning’s sense of reason told her that she was unable to take care of Mu Sijue, and because of his injury, she shouldn’t be selfish.

n“Zhao Yinghong will sniff it out one day. Then he will know everything.” Mu Sijue said, “Aside from you, he will suspect anyone that visits my house.”

n“Oh?” Xu Youning felt awkward and asked, “So, are you saying that I can’t refuse?”

nMu Sijue smiled and said, “Right. You can’t refuse.”

n“Damn you!” she thought.

nXu Youning angrily flipped through the magazine, cursing Mu Sijue in her mind.

nAfter a while, Xu Youning finished flipping through the magazine and threw it away. Then she looked at the bed and found Mu Sijue’s eyes closed with his chest undulating; he was asleep.

nShe walked over to the bed and drew the covers over him. Only then did she notice his pale face and lips. His breathing was steady and weak, and he did not look as fierce as he used to.

nAnyway, she liked the way Mu Sijue looked at that moment. He looked pale, just lying there in peace, no longer out of her reach.

nAfter staring at Mu Sijue greedily for three hours, Xu Youning woke him up.

nOne of the things Mu Sijue hated the most was to have his sleep interrupted. He glared at Xu Youning, but she shrugged and said, “It’s been three hours. If we don’t leave, Zhao Yinghong will smell something fishy.”

nMu Sijue threw the clean clothes that Ah Guang had brought at Xu Youning and said, “Dress me.”

nThe clothes flew over and covered Xu Youning’s head. Feeling enslaved, Xu Youning pulled at the clothes and shouted, “What an injured man!”

nMu Sijue gave Xu Youning a proud look that meant: “I’m honored”.

nXu Youning had to do as he asked and unbuttoned Mu Sijue’s shirt.

nWith a pair of flat heels, she looked nearly a head shorter than Mu Sijue when she stood in front of him. Slightly looking down, Mu Sijue saw her cute forehead and crimson cherry-like lips.

nAs she inadvertently touched his skin with her fair-skinned bright lean fingers, which were soft, he felt a sense of electric shock.

nMu Sijue gradually lost control of his breathing with a familiar desire surging within his body. He frowned and said, “Hurry up.”

nXu Youning had been worried that she might touch Mu Sijue’s wound, without expecting to hear his shout. Then she got rid of her worries and tore up Mu Sijue’s shirt to dress him in clean clothes.

nAfter that, the two left the room together.

nIn the elevator, Mu Sijue put his arm around Xu Youning’s waist with deep love, but she was not used to that. As she was about to struggle, he held her more tightly and whispered, “Stay still, or you will have to stitch my wound again.”

nThen Xu Youning realized that they still had to act in order to deceive Zhao Yinghong, so she did as he asked. Outside the elevator, she feigned a charming smile while immersing her upper body in Mu Sijue’s arms. It seemed that the two had been closely bound together and could never part from each other.

nShe chuckled behind her palm and said, “Look at me. Others will mistake me. Mr. Mu, how will you thank me?”

nMu Sijue kissed Xu Youning’s temple and said, “You’ll find out when I get better.”

n“Damn! What made you say those off-color words when you just had your wound stitched?!” she thought.

nXu Youning was thinking of kicking Mu Sijue away. However, she had to smile tenderly and feign a bashful look on her face while patting him on the chest. “Oh, honey!”

nShe was highly sensitive to others’ eyes and binoculars. As soon as they got out of the hotel, she sensed that someone was staring at her and she whispered to Mu Sijue, “11 o’clock.”

n“I see him. It’s Zhao Yinghong’s man.” With that, Mu Sijue opened the door of his car while fondling Xu Youning’s black hair and gently said, “Let’s go.”

nHis sudden gentleness touched Xu Youning’s heart lightly, which was as if her heart had stopped beating in a flash. After a long while, she came to her senses and then sat in the passenger seat.

nShe had heard that the gentleness of men was more powerful than that of women. She thought, “Sure enough.”

nMu Sijue started the car, then the black Land Rover moved at an appropriate speed on the road. When they were out of Zhao Yinghong’s sight, Xu Youning said, “Let me take over.”

nConsidering his wound, Mu Sijue knew that he shouldn’t drive anymore, so he pulled over and changed seats with Xu Youning.

nXu Youning drove directly toward the Old House of the Mu family.

nHearing a sound, Aunt Zhou ran out of the house and said, “Are you all right?”

n“Yes.” Mu Sijue motioned for Aunt Zhou to be at ease and then looked at Xu Youning. “She will stay here for a few days. Get her a room.”

nRealizing that Aunt Zhou was looking at her with curiosity, Xu Youning said, “Aunt Zhou, I’m staying here to help you look after him. There’s nothing more between us!”

nHowever, the last sentence had just given herself away.

nAunt Zhou smiled and said, “OK. I got it.” After thinking for a while, she said, “How about the one next to his room? It will be convenient!”

nXu Youning looked at Aunt Zhou’s back and asked in confusion, “Aunt Zhou has mistaken us, right?”

nMu Sijue tapped on the handrail with his fingertips and said, “Has she?” With that, he went upstairs.

nSure enough, Aunt Zhou didn’t mistake them because they did have a relationship.

nIt took a while for Xu Youning to get Mu Sijue’s point, and she shot a glare at his back.

nThen, she suddenly realized that everything between her and Mu Sijue was like the way it used to be. She didn’t mention the crisis in Mexico, nor did he, as if it had never happened.

nWell, that was what she had long looked forward to.

n“By the way, is it a tacit understanding between me and Mu Sijue?” she thought.

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