Chapter 5 Husband?
Mu Yuan was picked up sideways and felt his unstable breathing shaking from his chest.
It was obvious that he came running.
She couldn't help but think: He is a very loyal man.
"I'll take you to the hospital." There was a barely perceptible nervousness in his deep voice.
She placed her slender arms loosely around his neck, and her head was brought into the crook of his neck.
A weak breath hit his taut jawline.
"No, there's no need to go to the hospital. I have painkillers at home..." she insisted with difficulty.
From the laboratory to home, Mu Yuan never touched the ground.
She admired Huo Min's arm strength.
After taking the painkillers, she curled up in bed like a frosted eggplant.
There was a sound of fire outside the door.
Mu Yuan's dull eyes gradually focused.
Huo Min is cooking?
It's really strange.
Not long after, his cell phone rang.
Mu Yuan pricked up her ears.
I heard his low and magnetic voice: "I know, I'll come."
Footsteps were coming this way.
Mu Yuan quickly lowered her eyelashes to hide her guilty feeling of eavesdropping on other people's conversation.
Huo Min came in with a bowl and said calmly, "Have some brown sugar water."
Mu Yuan was surprised: "Thank...thank you?"
She reached out to take it, but Huo Min dodged it with a single movement.
"The bowl is hot, open your mouth." He lowered his eyes, picked up a spoonful, blew on it gently, and handed the spoon over.
This is obviously for feeding.
Mu Yuan looked at him in surprise: "How about I do it myself?"
It's so embarrassing. He's not a child anymore, so why does he need to be fed?
"You're still so disobedient even when you're sick?"
Mu Yuan's face suddenly flushed: "I'm not..."
The coaxing tone hidden in his voice made people feel numb: "Be good and open your mouth."
His spoon was just suspended in the air, as if he was determined not to stop until she drank it.
Mu Yuan leaned forward stiffly and held the spoon in her mouth. The warm and sweet taste instantly permeated her mouth, throat, and heart.
He seemed to be addicted to feeding, one mouthful after another.
Until she turned her head away: "I don't want to drink anymore."
He just gave up, but his expression seemed a little unhappy?
She wasn't sure because it was so fleeting.
Mu Yuan wondered: Did he suddenly like playing some feeding game?
"I have a dinner party and will be back later. You go to sleep first." He stood up straight, looked up and lowered his eyes, her slender figure reflected in his black pupils.
"Ah? You have a dinner party... Then why are you back?"
His eyes were dark and unclear: "Don't you like eating hairy crabs?"
Mu Yuan's heart was shocked. Could it be that... he came back specially to bring her hairy crabs?
When Mu Yuan thought of this, he was stunned.
I heard his magnetic voice reminding: "Put the hairy crabs in the refrigerator, don't eat them secretly, I'll buy you more when they're ready."
She was still in a daze until Huo Min left.
He was clearly gone.
In the limited space, the faint fir wood scent lingering from his body bound all her senses.
After a long while, she suppressed her inexplicable emotions: she was such a pig-brained person that she forgot to tell him about Don Nana again.
Then he couldn't help but wonder, had he ever cooked brown sugar water for Tang Nana before, or had he put aside a dinner just to bring her something she liked to eat?
She slept uneasily, and for the first time ever, she was dreaming. The protagonist in her dream was no longer the familiar boy, but Huo Min.
laboratory.
"Mu Gong? Mu Gong?"
Someone patted his shoulder and Mu Yuan turned around suddenly.
I looked at my colleague with concern: "What are you thinking about? I called you but you didn't respond. Are you okay?"
She chuckled: "It's okay, what's wrong?"
"Hurry up and sort it out. We've been notified that the group is coming to inspect."
Mu Yuan frowned slightly: "So sudden?"
My colleague shrugged, "I'm confused too. It's not a holiday, so why are they coming to inspect? But the group is the boss, they have the final say. Let's clean up quickly."
"good……"
Group...will he come?
No way, this kind of daily inspection work should be the responsibility of the department manager.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head to pack up her tools.
"Mr. Huo, please come in." The deputy dean's warm greeting came from behind.
When she heard the sensitive words, her spine stiffened.
She quickly turned her head and her heart skipped a beat when she saw who was coming.
At the door, he was surrounded by people, and his indifferent gaze fell on her face without hesitation.
Aboveboard.
But she was the one who felt unnatural.
"Mu Gong."
The name I had almost heard so much was wrapped up in his low voice, making my ears itch.
More than a dozen curious glances were cast at him like sharp arrows.
She clenched her fingertips slightly under the sleeves of her lab coat and said, "Hello, Mr. Huo."
Just when everyone was guessing the hundred thousand reasons why Mu Yuan was called out.
Huo Min lifted his long legs and slowly stepped in front of her, his eyes deep and thoughtful: "I heard that you are the specific researcher for this achievement assessment meeting?"
"Mr. Huo, it's me."
The restraint on her fair face caught his eye.
"Can you show me the research target you've prepared?"
Mu Yuan had no idea what he meant and could only obey: "Of course, please wait a moment."
The rare seedlings are placed under the table.
There was a stool in front of the table, and Mu Yuan instinctively sat down and bent down to reach the rare seedlings.
She straightened up holding the rare seedling and was about to stand up.
A big hand fell on my shoulder.
He gently pushed her down to sit, and then left.
Perhaps she had something to hide, this simple physical contact made her heart tremble.
His deep, mellow voice came from above: "Just watch from here." Finally, as if to hide the truth, he added: "The light is good."
Everyone gathered around.
The professional terms that I could recite by heart in the past, I now have to rely on my memory instinct to explain them with difficulty.
As for her thoughts, they were already a tangled mess.
Among the dozen or so gazes, only that deep one was the most scorching, so scorching that she couldn't concentrate.
After the explanation, everyone looked at Huo Min nervously, waiting for him to speak.
He finally shifted his gaze from her face and looked at the deputy dean. His voice was calm: "Clear logic and solid professionalism. It seems that this is the result of the deputy dean's leadership."
The deputy director's nervous expression immediately turned into joy, flattering him: "No, no, the group is our guiding light, illuminating our future path, a bright future!"
"However, research is paramount, and physical health also needs to be taken seriously."
The deputy dean was stunned for a moment, pondering the implication of Huo Min's words, and tentatively said, "Boss Huo is right. Today is Friday anyway, so I'll let everyone go home early this afternoon, go back and rest well, and recharge your energy before coming back on Monday."
Huo Min nodded calmly: "Let it go for a day or two, it won't have much impact."
The deputy dean hurriedly said, "Yes, yes!"
Huo Min inspected the room again and then left.
The deputy director who had personally escorted Huo Min out came back and happily gave Mu Yuan a thumbs-up: "You performed very well today. Look how satisfied President Huo is. He has started to sympathize with us and suggested giving us a day off."
Everyone echoed, "Yeah, yeah, thanks to Engineer Mu, we're enjoying the privilege of leaving get off work early." "It has to be Engineer Mu. If I were to face the big boss directly, let alone explain fluently, my hands would be shaking."
Mu Yuan smiled absentmindedly, her eyes uncontrollably looking in the direction where he disappeared.
Is she being overly suspicious?
Why does it always feel like he's not here to inspect...but rather to look for her?
Mu Yuan was amazed by her own imagination.
She must be crazy, how is that possible?
Phone vibrates suddenly
She looked down in confusion, and when she saw the sender's nickname, she quickly turned the phone over because it was too hot.
But it was too late, as the deputy director's loud voice called out, "Husband?!"
Like a nuclear missile.
Precision detonation laboratory.
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