Chapter 367

Mu Shen's brows were tightly furrowed, forming a deep groove. He leaned over slightly and lowered his head to carefully examine the heart-wrenching injury on Luo Nianchu's head.

His long and thick eyelashes drooped gently, trembling slightly like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow, making his already cold face even more mysterious and calm.

Mu Shen slowly stood up, stretched out his slender and strong hand, and steadily took the report handed over by Luo Nianchu, the attending physician.

The attending doctor then turned his gaze to Mu Shen and said in a calm but slightly serious tone: "The wound is mainly concentrated on the head. We have performed emergency treatment and sutured seven stitches."

"Fortunately, apart from these more obvious injuries, the rest of the body only had some minor skin injuries, which have been properly treated and no other important organs have been damaged."

"As for other more detailed examination items, we will have to wait until she wakes up before we can proceed further."

Mu Shen nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood the situation. His voice was low and firm: "Okay, I will personally follow up on all related matters."

Hearing this, the attending physician showed a look of relief on his face, as if he was very relieved that Mu Shen could take over, because in his opinion, it was the most appropriate person for Mu Shen to take over.

At this moment, Lu Yan, who had been standing silently beside him, came forward and comforted him softly, "Mu Shen, don't worry too much. Don't forget that you still have a very effective scar removal cream."

"When Ruo'an wakes up, I'll use it on her in time. There shouldn't be any obvious scars left."

Ningning, who was standing aside, had a look of worry on her little face. She held Mu Shen's trouser leg tightly, raised her head, and looked at Mu Shen eagerly with her big watery eyes.

I asked timidly: "Uncle, when will my mother wake up?"

Those words, full of childish innocence and anxiety, made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

"Don't worry, baby, your mother will wake up soon." Mu Shen gently stretched out his arms and slowly embraced Ningning into his broad arms.

At this moment, his keen sense of smell seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, and inadvertently, the tip of his nose caught a very faint, almost imperceptible smell of iodine.

The breath seemed to be emanating from the small corner of Ningning's clothes.

"You're hurt, aren't you?" Mu Shen's voice was as light as falling snowflakes, and he was afraid of disturbing the fragile Ningning in his arms.

He carefully and gently placed Ningning beside Xia Ruoan's bed, his movements so gentle as if he was holding a rare treasure in his hands.

At the same time, he looked at Ningning with eyes full of care and love, and asked in a soft voice.

Ningning nodded slightly, and her originally clear and bright eyes were now covered by a thin layer of mist.

The crystal tears rolling in the eyes were like pearls about to fall, as if they would burst out in the blink of an eye.

However, despite this, the sensible little guy still held back his tears, and tried hard to squeeze out a forced smile from the corner of his mouth, pretending to be strong and said: "Well, I accidentally fell, but I don't feel any pain at all."

Having said that, when Ningning saw her mother, her mood instantly dropped again.

"But, Mom must be in a lot of pain. I saw her bleeding so much..." When she said this, Ningning's cute little face could no longer hide the sadness in her heart.

She couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and they burst out, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto Mu Shen's hands, forming tiny teardrops.

Seeing this, Mu Shen felt a pang of pain in his heart. He quickly reached out again and hugged Ningning tightly in his arms, using his broad chest to give her the most solid support and warmth.

At the same time, he lowered his head, leaned close to Ningning's ear, and comforted him in the gentlest and softest voice possible: "Don't be afraid, Ningning. Everything will be fine."

"When mom wakes up, uncle will definitely use the best medicine to apply on her wound. Mom will be able to recover from the wound soon, just like before, without any scars."

"Just like every time you fall and get hurt, we apply medicine on you together. The wound will heal quickly and the pain will disappear. So, Ningning, please trust your uncle, okay?"

At this moment, the two little guys, Sui Sui and Nian Nian, also quietly crawled to the bed, and their small bodies lay gently on the edge of the bed.

I saw their chubby little hands tightly grasping the white sheets, as if they were afraid of losing something important if they let go.

Their eyes never left their sleeping mother, and their eyes were filled with complex emotions.

On the one hand, they desperately want to be closer to their mother and give her warmth and comfort.

On the other hand, he was very afraid that his actions would hurt his mother who was lying in bed.

So, they could only lie there quietly, with confusion and worry clearly written on their little faces.

On the other side, Leng Zexi held Xia Ruoan's hand tightly, and his eyes were reluctant to leave her face for a moment.

At this moment, his heart was filled with relief, relief that she was safe and sound.

Looking at the beloved one lying quietly on the hospital bed, he couldn't help but whispered softly: "Ruoan, you must get better soon."

Finally, Leng Zexi couldn't hold back his anxiety anymore. He turned to look at Mu Shen who was standing beside him and asked, "Brother, when will Ruo'an wake up?"

There was a hint of urgency and uneasiness in his voice.

Mu Shen stared at Xia Ruo'an, frowned slightly, and slowly replied: "It's hard to say. It depends on her own recovery. It's not easy to determine the exact time."

After a pause, he continued, "However, it might be better for her to wake up later. After all, the effect of the anesthetic is gradually wearing off, and she will definitely feel the pain of the wound when she wakes up."

Hearing this, Leng Zexi's heart couldn't help but writhe. He just hoped that she could suffer less.

Mu Shen looked at his sister lying on the hospital bed and felt extremely heavy.

He never thought that one day he would be anxiously waiting for his loved one to wake up by a hospital bed.

His face darkened, and he lowered his voice and said, "No matter who the perpetrator wanted to hit, I only know that my sister was injured by her! We must not let this matter go easily."