Chapter Twelve
"You care about me so much, are you afraid that this ear will be disabled? Little deaf!" A ghostly voice floated in the quiet alley, and her cold fingertips pinched her right earlobe, feeling slightly cold to the touch.
Mu Wanxi's face turned pale, her body stiffened and she took a step back, biting her lip and staring at Yin Mujue's eyes with unspeakable anger.
When he was nine years old, he blocked a slap for him, and he could no longer hear any sounds in his left ear. Even though he had an operation and restored 10% of his hearing, he lost that poor ear again the day after the operation.
Ten percent hearing.
Therefore, she had to give up her favorite piano.
In the past ten years, no one has said it in front of her, but behind her back they have laughed at her for being a little deaf! If she is not a fool, how can she not know it?
But he didn't expect that Yin Mujue would tear open the wound and make it drip with blood.
"Yin Mujue, I know that my mother's behavior back then caused a lot of harm to you. Whether you believe it or not... I have always regarded you as my own brother. I will send you to the hospital!"
Mu Wanxi suppressed the sourness in her heart and spoke calmly.
Just as he was about to hold Yin Mujue's hand, he roughly threw her hand away and yelled: "Don't touch me!"
He hated her approach as always.
"Yin Mujue..." Mu Wanxi was stunned for a moment and started to get angry. She really cared about him, why couldn't he understand? Just when she opened her mouth to say something else, her phone suddenly rang, and she saw the name flashing on the screen.
He glanced at Yin Mujue and turned his back to him to answer the phone...
"Hey... Yan Shen, I'm outside... no, I'm... with my brother, um... okay... I..."
Before she finished speaking, her phone was suddenly taken away and cut off. Mu Wanxi turned back to look at Yin Mujue who was holding her phone, and said angrily: "Yin Mujue, please give me your phone back. Do you know that I'm talking to...
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"I know." Yin Mujue interrupted her in a disdainful tone, with a yuppie smile on his lips, Gu Yanshen is the future husband-to-be of the daughter of the Mu family, how could I not know about it!"
"I know you still..."
"Aren't you going to send me to the hospital? I'm not leaving yet!" Yin Mujue interrupted her again and stuffed her cell phone into his pocket.
"...You!" Mu Wanxi was so angry at his arrogant attitude that she couldn't say anything. Thinking that he was still injured, she ignored him and followed him.
There were very few people in the emergency room late at night. Apart from the nurses and doctors on duty, only Mu Wanxi and Yin Mujue were left.
Yin Mujue received a stab wound on his back and required more than 20 stitches. He didn't even know how many tourniquets were used. Mu Wanxi sat outside and waited until the nurse came out. She immediately stood up and walked in to see the people on the floor.
The blood-stained gauze was so nervous that before she could speak, she heard the doctor's scolding, "You young people just like to fool around. Since he is your boyfriend, you should take good care of it. Don't fool around outside all day and night. Knife
If you go any deeper, your life will be lost..."
Boyfriend? Yin Mujue and Mu Wanxi were both stunned for a moment. Mu Wanxi tried to explain: "You misunderstood. In fact, he is..."
"Doctor, stop scolding her. I will listen to my girlfriend from now on!" Yin Mujue deliberately interrupted her explanation, and his eyes looked at the doctor with more meaning.
When the doctor heard this, it was obvious that his boyfriend was protecting his girlfriend, so he said nothing more and asked Yin Mujue to be moved to the ward to have a good rest.
Mu Wanxi poured him a glass of water in the ward, "Why didn't you let me explain just now? And you deliberately said such misleading words!"
Yin Mujue lay on the bed, looking sideways at her, his black eyes flashing with teasing, but did not answer her.
"Don't go to places like that again, don't fight and do bad things again. Otherwise, both Daddy and Uncle Hong will be very disappointed." Mu Wanxi sighed. In the past few years, Yin Mujue has become more and more difficult to understand.
He is no longer the wooden post in his childhood that could listen to himself chattering for hours without making a sound.
Yin Mujue still didn't speak...
Mu Wanxi looked at the time and it was getting late, so she reached out to him and said, "Give me your phone back, I'm going home."
"My boyfriend is hospitalized. As a girlfriend, shouldn't you stay by the hospital bed and be a filial girlfriend?" Yin Mujue's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and his voice showed a hint of weakness, but his eyes were still sharp.
"Yin Mujue, don't go too far! Don't make such jokes... give me your phone back!" Mu Wanxi scolded him seriously, pretending to be a sister.
"Are you afraid of being misunderstood by your soon-to-be husband?" Yin Mujue raised his eyebrows.
Mu Wanxi didn't want to argue with him on this topic, so she stepped forward and touched his pockets with her hands, "Yin Mujue, give me your phone back!"
With her beautiful jade fingers, fair skin and well-defined bones, she is truly born with piano hands.
Mu Wanxi was looking for her cell phone. Naturally, Yin Mujue didn't want her to succeed, so he struggled to stop her movement. He didn't dare to move too much due to the injury on his back.
After a chase, Mu Wanxi's fingers accidentally touched his vagina. Yin Mujue was stunned for a moment, feeling the faint warmth and softness of her fingers...
Mu Wanxi was also stunned, this is...
Her face turned red, and when she realized what she was doing, Mu Wanxi wanted to retract her fingers. The door to the ward was suddenly opened, and a gentle and elegant voice sounded...
"Xixi..."
When the visitor's eyes fell on Mu Wanxi's hand, he was stunned and his face gradually darkened.
Chapter completed!