"I asked you to cure her, not to talk nonsense." Xia Zihao looked at Mu Sheng angrily.
Mu Sheng was not in a hurry, he straightened up slowly and smiled with a look of gloating on his misfortune.
"Master Xia, I tried my best. The patient's pathogen is you. Whenever I meet you, I become depressed and autistic. Shouldn't you find the reason within yourself?"
"Huh? What's the reason for this young master? I've made those who bullied her disappear. Why is she still dissatisfied?"
Mu Sheng felt that his temples were pounding on both sides, but he still had to tell a fact that made him furious.
"Master Xia, you are the main culprit for bullying her. Did you also ask yourself to disappear..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Zihao punched the table, which frightened Mu Sheng and quickly shut up.
Seeing Xia Zihao looking like he was about to kill again, the violence in his eyes could no longer be concealed, Mu Sheng quickly spoke
"Zihao, don't be like this. It's not completely helpless, right?"
"Say," Xia Zihao turned to look at him, making him feel even more stressed.
"Ahem" he pretended to cough, and then said seriously: "Yuanyuan has been sick so many times before, but she got better in the end, right? This time it's just a little bit more serious."
In particular, I gesticulated with my fingers, which proved that it was really just a little bit serious.
"Zihao, please make a sacrifice and avoid seeing each other during this period. I will come to treat her every day, and she should recover soon."
Seeing that Xia Zihao was getting angry again, Mu Sheng took a step back and said, "I'm just going to offend you. I promise that I will cure her in three days, no, seven days."
"You'd better keep your word." Putting down his words, Xia Zihao walked out.
Musheng held his forehead, "It makes me so sad."
Xia Zihao took a private plane to England the next day.
As soon as Yu Yuanyuan woke up, she saw a person lying next to the bed. Dingqing took a look and saw that there were strands of white hair on her temples and her back was a little rickety.
His nose felt sore and he said in a hoarse voice: "Mom..."
Mother Yu raised her head drowsily, and when she saw that her woman was awake, her hanging heart fell back to where it was.