Chapter 1156: Like a Wife
Mu Ying smelled the smell of alcohol on the young master, mixed with some tobacco.
I don't need to ask to know that the young master must have drunk a lot of wine today.
"Master, your injury hasn't healed yet, why are you drinking again?"
In fact, the young master is a very self-disciplined person. In order to take back the Chu family and avenge his parents, the young master has been extremely strict with himself.
But he has been losing control again and again recently...
Mu Ying felt distressed. In the past, she felt distressed by his excessive self-discipline, but now she felt even more distressed by his loss of control and indulgence.
But the young master didn't say anything. Instead, he pushed her away, patted her shoulder, and walked silently towards his master bedroom.
Mu Ying's nose felt sore and two tears flowed out.
But she quickly wiped her eyes with her palm and followed the young master.
The young master might not want her to touch him, but she had to make sure he returned to the house safe and sound.
The young master entered the room and closed the door, leaving Mu Ying outside.
She placed her hand on the doorknob, and the coolness of the metal handle made her shiver.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Mu Ying knew that what the young master really needed was not her.
There was no reason to stay outside the door, nor did she dare to go in and disturb the young master. Mu Ying turned around and walked towards her room.
Suddenly, there were ping-pong sounds in the young master's room, as if something had fallen to the ground.
Mu Ying was shocked. Without hesitation, she turned around and went back to the young master's door, knocking three times.
The young master did not respond.
"Master, I'm coming in." After saying that, Mu Ying pushed the door open and went in.
There was a strong smell of alcohol in the room, not alcohol, but the smell of medical alcohol.
Mu Ying walked quickly inside, passed through the entrance hall, and came to the small hall. She saw the young master sitting on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. Three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and blood was oozing from his upper arm, staining his sleeves red.
On the ground was an overturned medicine box.
The young master was not asleep. His face was gloomy and his eyes were bloodshot.
Seeing him like this, Mu Ying was a little scared.
But he still stepped forward immediately, picked up the alcohol bottle that had fallen on the ground, screwed on the lid, and then hurriedly put the various medicines back into the medicine box.
After packing up the medicine box, Mu Ying came to the young master's side, "Young master, let me do it."
She knew that the young master wanted to change the medicine himself, but because he drank too much, he might not have held the medicine box firmly, which caused it to fall to the ground.
The young master nodded.
Mu Ying relaxed a little from the breath she had been holding.
"Young Master, let me help you take off your shirt first." Mu Ying said.
"Um."
So Mu Ying sat beside him and helped him unbutton his shirt, one by one, until it was completely unbuttoned.
Mu Ying's heart was beating faster and faster.
She suddenly felt like a wife.
But from beginning to end, the young master didn't look at her.
Even though they were so close, their breaths blended together.
The young master didn't have any feelings for her, not even the slightest desire a man has for a woman.
He just stood up cooperatively and let her help him take off his shirt.
This made Mu Ying feel sad for herself. She said in a low voice, "Master, please turn around. I'll help you with the injury on your back first."
The young master cooperated and turned around again.
There was only one floor lamp next to the sofa in the room, and the warm yellow light shone on the young master's back and illuminated his handsome profile.
Mu Ying's lips curled up slightly, but her eyes began to feel sore.
She found herself hoping deep down that the young master's injury would never heal.
Because only at this time is the young master in need of her the most, and at this moment, the young master belongs to her completely.
But she did not let her emotions run wild. She skillfully helped the young master disinfect, change the dressing, and bandage his wound.
"Aying."
The young master suddenly called her name, causing her hands to tremble, but she immediately steadied herself.
"What's wrong, Master?"
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