Chapter 7 Pulse Diagnosis



Mu Ci's room is on the fifth floor.

Zhou Shuo looked at the private elevator and sighed, "Brother, are you very rich?"

Mu Ci asked her without even turning his head: "How much money do you think is considered rich?"

Zhou Shuo thought for a moment and said, "The Zhou family is quite wealthy, right? Zhou's father said that your family is a top-tier wealthy family. The Zhou family's 20 million should not be a big deal to you. So you must be very rich."

"It will all be yours from now on." Mu Ci said lightly.

Zhou Shuo smiled: "Why do I need your money? I can support myself."

Liu Ming couldn't help but look at Zhou Shuo.

The real daughter of the Zhou family was lost when she was over one year old. It was said that she grew up in the countryside. She had been back to the Zhou family for only a month, but her demeanor did not show any sign of timidity. Even though she was surprised by the cars and houses, her attitude was calm and her eyes were clear, without a trace of greed. It was really puzzling.

What kind of country family and what kind of adoptive parents could raise such a smart girl?

Entering Mu Ci's bedroom, Zhou Shuo cheered and threw himself on Mu Ci's big bed. He rolled over before standing up again and said in surprise, "Brother, your bed is even bigger than my bedroom at Zhou's. I think your sofa is more comfortable than my bed! It's so great to have found you!"

Zhou Shuodong was touching here and there, and Liu Ming's heart was in his throat. He tried hard to control himself and said nothing. He quietly observed the young master.

Since childhood, the young master's things cannot be touched without permission, and even the old man cannot be completely free.

But now, he was actually smiling as he watched Miss Zhou moving around freely in his territory.

The driver brought up Zhou Shuo's small suitcase.

"Young Master."

Mu Ci asked him to put it down, and then said to Zhou Shuo: "Take a shower first, and then come to the living room to find me."

"Okay!" Zhou Shuo responded happily, without any sense of incongruity.

Liu Ming silently pushed Mu Ci into the living room, and saw a smile on the young master's lips.

"Master, there is very little information that the young mistress can find out. I have already handed it all over to Uncle Jiang." Liu Ming took the initiative to speak frankly.

Mu Ci put away his smile and nodded, "That's good. The simpler her background, the better."

"But, I didn't find any connection between her and the young master." Liu Ming couldn't help but feel a little worried. This meant that the young lady's background had been tampered with.

Mu Ci's gaze turned to the window, his voice very calm: "Uncle Liu, in this family, only grandpa and you are sincere to me. Now, there is one more person. Don't worry, Zhou Shuo is a good girl. If it weren't for her and her master, I would have died long ago. They saved my life. There is no one safer than her. Since the rumor of the wedding has spread, let's continue. During this last period of time, I just want to be with Zhou Shuo. As for other matters, Uncle Liu will take care of it and arrange it."

Liu Ming couldn't help but feel sad: "Master, the master has seen the fortune of the wedding. Now that we have met the young mistress by chance, maybe there will be a turning point for us. No matter what, you can't give up!"

Mu Ci looked at Liu Ming and said, "Uncle Liu, life and death are determined by fate. Don't be sad. I don't know how many times I've died over the years. Every day now is a gift from fate. I know my own body, and I will cherish every day."

Liu Ming's eyes reddened: "Master, you can't think like that. God won't be so blind!"

Mu Ci looked at the housekeeper in front of him who genuinely cared about him, and couldn't bear to make him sad any longer, so he changed the subject and asked him to arrange the Zhou family's affairs: "You sold Zhou Shuo for 20 million, which shows your character. Help me keep an eye on them. If there are losses, don't worry about it. If there are profits, find a way to get them back for me."

This is to teach the Zhou family a lesson, and it is not difficult for Liu Ming to agree.

"Ask the designer who just won the award to come over and buy some clothes for Zhou Shuo, and also jewelry. I will design the jewelry myself, and let them design some clothes." Mu Ci thought about it, then took the computer on the table and directly picked some items and placed an order in his own store.

Then he discussed the kitchen matters with Liu Ming. The food he could eat was very limited, and now that Zhou Shuo was here, he had to make proper arrangements.

"Are you talking about food?" Zhou Shuo was wearing a white sportswear and wiping his hair with a towel. His little face was red and covered with water droplets.

Mu Ci smiled and put down the tablet in his hand: "Guessing what you like to eat."

"How could I possibly guess that?" Zhou Shuo said as he sat down next to Mu Ci, casually draping a towel over his head. He said to Mu Ci, "Put your hand over here!"

Mu Ci was stunned.

Zhou Shuo impatiently stood up and grabbed Mu Ci's hand and placed it on the armrest of the wheelchair: "Let me check your pulse."

Her fingers were placed on Mu Ci's wrist very familiarly, and the nonchalance on her face suddenly disappeared. She didn't care that the towel on her head fell on the sofa.

She stood up and ordered Mu Ci: "This hand."

Zhou Shuo's expression couldn't help but become serious.

"Stick out your tongue so I can see it." Zhou Shuo's voice also became serious.

Mu Ci was about to speak when Zhou Shuo held his jaw and said again, "Stick out your tongue so I can see it."

Mu Ci did as he was told.

After reading it, Zhou Shuo let go of his hand, frowned, sat back on the sofa, and looked at Mu Ci.

Liu Ming was a little unhappy: "Madam, the young master has always been treated by the best doctors, and even his rehabilitation is handled by the best rehabilitation doctors."

However, Zhou Shuo ignored Liu Ming's hidden meaning.

"Brother, are you guessing what I like to eat? You haven't been able to eat for two or three months, right? Let me guess how long it has been since you had a full night's sleep? Has it been half a year?" Zhou Shuo looked at Mu Ci with extremely serious eyes.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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