Although it was less than an hour, he felt more refreshed than a normal night's sleep.
"Master, the young mistress's medical skills are so amazing, but her background check did not mention this at all." Liu Ming was extremely cautious whenever Mu Ci's safety was involved.
Mu Ci was silent for a while: "Uncle Liu, believe her."
Liu Ming hesitated for a moment: "Master, do you still remember what the young lady's master looked like? The young lady is young and there's nothing we can find out about her, but there must be some clues about her master, right?"
Mu Ci sighed softly, "Zhou Shuo was only three years old back then. After I woke up, I was bedridden, and it was Zhou Shuo who took care of me. Later, when I got better, it was only Zhou Shuo who stayed with me every day. She said her master wouldn't let me see her, so I never met her master from beginning to end. Later, I told Grandpa that I wanted to take Zhou Shuo home to raise her. When I went back, she and her master had already moved away."
Liu Ming said: "Those who are truly accomplished are always grateful for the kindness they receive. The fate between people is truly indescribable. I didn't expect that the young mistress is actually the one that the young master has been looking for for many years. Young master, I think that maybe we will see the light at the end of the tunnel."
Mu Ci was silent: "Uncle Liu, if in the future——, please help me take good care of Zhou Shuo."
Liu Ming hurriedly said: "Master! You will definitely get better."
"I'm back!" Zhou Shuo pushed the door open happily.
"You're awake! Look how accurate my timing is?" Zhou Shuo smiled and washed his hands again, then started to remove the needles.
Every time Zhou Shuo takes out a needle, he will carefully look at the needle tip.
"Madam, is there any problem?" Liu Ming couldn't help but ask.
"No, it's fine." Zhou Shuo's smile remained unchanged.
Zhou Shuo put away the needle bag, gave Mu Ci another massage, and then pulled the quilt over him. "I just made soup for my brother. That Mrs. Zhang really looks down on my cooking skills. Brother, you have to support me. You must tell me that you like my soup at dinner later! Humph!"
Mu Ci took her hand, looked at the girl's youthful face with a smile, and nodded.
Zhou Shuo was very happy: "Brother, you can sleep for a while, or chat with Uncle Liu, I'm going to the kitchen to fight!"
She rolled up her sleeves and ran out like the wind.
Mu Ci looked at her back with longing. Her vitality made his already dry heart throb a little. If only he could live, how wonderful it would be? He had once promised to accompany him for a lifetime, but seventeen years of this life had been lost. Now, he was no longer able to do what he wanted.
Liu Ming stood aside, but was in shock.
He had watched the young master grow up since he was a child. The series of misfortunes over the years had caused a drastic change in his temperament. Everyone said that the eldest young master of the Mu family was a business genius, but he was also a violent and cruel person. He treated his uncles, fathers, brothers and sisters equally and never showed mercy. Although he had a peerless appearance, he was a weirdo who was not interested in women.
Liu Ming has always sighed that the young master's problems are all psychological, and he has been troubled by the lack of a suitable opportunity for the young master to receive treatment from a psychologist. Unexpectedly, there is no need for that now.
A young lady who suddenly appeared solved all these problems.
The look in the young master's eyes when he looked at the young mistress was a tenderness he had never seen before. Even when the young mistress forced him to undergo massage and acupuncture, he did not throw the young mistress away. Instead, he held her hand affectionately.
It seems that it's not that he is not interested in women, it's just that the person is wrong.
"Uncle Liu?" Mu Ci called him, and Liu Ming suddenly came back to his senses.
"I'm hungry, let's go downstairs." Mu Ci said.
"Okay, okay!" Liu Ming hurriedly helped Mu Ci sit on the wheelchair. When Mu Ci stood up, he suddenly stopped moving.
"Master, what's wrong?" Liu Ming asked hurriedly, his heart sinking.
Mu Ci shook his head slightly and let Liu Ming help him sit in the wheelchair.
"Young Master, are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Liu Ming still asked worriedly.
Mu Ci shook his head: "No, it's very good."
It's better than ever.
Only then did Liu Ming feel relieved.
"Uncle Liu, I believe Zhou Shuo!" Mu Ci said softly.
He was willing to let Zhou Shuo use him as a test subject to practice all she had learned. What else could he help her with? His life was hers, wasn't it?
Zhou Shuo proudly filled a bowl of the soup he made and placed it in front of Mu Ci: "Brother, try my cooking."
Mu Ci took the bowl, which was a bowl of mushroom soup with a refreshing aroma.
Mrs. Zhang hurriedly brought over the condiment dish: "Master, put some seasoning on it."
Mu Ci gently blocked it, so Mrs. Zhang had no choice but to put the condiment dish next to Mu Ci's hand and said to Zhou Shuo with a forced smile: "Madam, the young master likes dishes with stronger flavors."
Zhou Shuo ignored her and took another small bowl of egg custard and placed it in front of Mu Ci, smiling with his eyebrows curved: "Try the egg custard I made."
"Madam, we can't let the young master only eat these high-protein foods. The doctor said he should eat more vegetables. Young master, these are the prescribed dishes for today." Mrs. Zhang said hurriedly.
She waved to the maid to bring four dishes and a soup, placed them in front of Mu Ci, and looked at him eagerly.
Mu Ci slowly picked up the soup in his hand, took a sip without adding any seasoning.
Zhou Shuo looked at him with a smile.
Under Zhou Shuo's gaze, Mu Ci drank the soup in small sips, ate the mushrooms in it, and gently put down the bowl.
Mrs. Zhang's expression changed.
Mu Ci handed the bowl in his hand to Zhou Shuo, motioning her to get another bowl, then scooped a spoonful of egg custard and tasted it.
Mrs. Zhang gritted her teeth and took a step forward: "Master, the doctor said that you need to ensure a diverse diet. Try the pork rib soup I made today. I stewed it for four hours-"
Mu Ci put down the egg custard in his hand with a crisp sound.
Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but shudder.
Mu Ci didn't even look at her and directly called out the housekeeper by name: "Auntie Zhang."
"Young Master." Aunt Zhang came forward hurriedly.
Mu Ci stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon and said calmly, "Uncle Liu introduced you to the identity of the young mistress. Did you not understand?"
Aunt Zhang didn't dare to speak, and all the servants lowered their heads.
Mu Ci put down the spoon in his hand, and suddenly waved his hand to sweep away all the plates and bowls that Mrs. Zhang had people put up.
"Ah——" The timid servant couldn't help but scream, and Mrs. Zhang, who was standing closest, jumped up and down because of the scalding hot pork rib soup.
Zhou Shuo also stood up in fright.
Mu Ci reached out and pulled her to his side, saying coldly, "Since when have irrelevant people been controlling what I eat? I know that you were all arranged by the old man, the lady, the second lady, the third lady, and all the young masters and young ladies. I don't think my yard can accommodate you anymore. Go find whoever asked you to come here, and don't let me see you again!"
All the servants were silent.
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