Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall, and the young master's somewhat irritable voice sounded, "Call Dr. Mu over, immediately."
After giving the instructions, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and walked up to the second floor.
When Mama Yu saw this scene, she almost dropped the vase in her hand. What happened to Yuanyuan???
Dr. Mu came quickly. He is handsome and young. He looks very comfortable. His casual attire makes people feel relaxed.
He glanced at the sleeping Yu Yuanyuan, then at Xia Zihao, pursed his lips and smiled, "Is it Miss Yu again?"
"Stop talking nonsense, wait until she wakes up and take a look at the situation. It seems to be a little more serious than before."
"No," Mu Sheng said with an exaggerated expression that was extremely inappropriate for his face, "Zihao, you are too scary. No one can stand you. Miss Yu has to see a psychiatrist at least four or five times a year.
Thanks to you, if you continue like this, normal people will be driven crazy by you."
As he spoke, his tone became quite serious
Xia Zihao was speechless. The incident really happened because of him. He would not shirk his responsibility.
"Forget it, your compulsive possessiveness is also a kind of pathology. Both of you have psychological problems. It's useless to talk to anyone."
Xia Zihao glared at him, "Cure her, and you can shut up about the rest."
"ok"
Yu Yuanyuan felt that her body was being manipulated and couldn't help but open her eyes.
An extremely comfortable face came into view
At that moment, everyone suddenly relaxed and said, "Is it Brother Mu?"
Mu Sheng smiled brightly and said, "Yes, Yuanyuan, we meet again."
Although it’s not a good thing every time we meet
With complete trust in her heart, Yu Yuanyuan's expression relaxed. During the time when she was forced to be autistic, Mu Sheng had been persevering in enlightening her and helping her overcome her psychological barriers.
So she felt like the closest person to Mu Sheng, completely unguarded
After Mu Sheng finished fixing the instrument, he sat by the bed, smiled gently, and gently touched Yu Yuanyuan's head.
"Yuanyuan, have you been unhappy recently?"
Yu Yuanyuan suddenly felt something blocked in her throat again. Even when she was facing Mu Sheng, she couldn't say anything. She just kept shaking her head.