Chapter 12 Out of Control Heartbeat



As soon as these words were spoken, the entire medical room fell silent. Not only the sounds of the equipment running, but even the sound of turning pages of paper disappeared.

Old Liu's eyes lit up, and he kept looking between Zhu Yuanqing and the other person. The others stood where they were, watching their noses and their hearts, pretending that they heard nothing, but quietly pricked up their ears.

Wow, will that big ice cube of President Mu ever say “it hurts” one day?

In previous examinations, they almost thought that this person was missing some sensory nerves, and no treatment showed any signs of weakness.

It turns out that the person next to me was wrong.

Everyone was happily eating melons, and Zhu Yuanqing was calling 007 in his heart.

What's wrong with him? Is it really painful?

007 Reminder: [Host, he is a character from this world, you must keep your distance! ]

[I have maintained it, huh?] Zhu Yuanqing pondered, [besides the necessary work, do I have any unnecessary contact with him?]

007 thought about it seriously, and suddenly felt that his host seemed to have done nothing?

[So why did he suddenly fall for you? ]

Zhu Yuanqing was also puzzled: [How should I know? ]

Everyone fell silent.

Their conversation lasted only a few seconds, but it was enough for Mu Honghui's mind to go through seventy or eighty twists and turns.

He slowly loosened his hand: "If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I won't bother you anymore."

Listen, listen, 007 is jumping around in Zhu Yuanqing’s mind.

Is this the attitude of a boss towards his employees? Didn't you see the expressions of the doctors nearby were comparable to those of wild animals in a melon field? How could their own host be fooled by such obvious pity?

"I'm fine, just hold my hand if you want." Zhu Yuanqing said.

007 died.

How could it forget that Zhu Yuanqing prefers soft food to hard food, and he especially can't resist green tea flavor.

Finally, he glared at the person on the hospital bed and sighed, what a bad fate!

When Mu Honghui heard the answer, his eyes were filled with smiles. He turned his head and said in a cold tone: "Let's start."

Old Liu came over happily, picked up the sterilized needles, and inserted them into the acupuncture points one by one.

The thin silver needle sank into the flesh, but Mu Honghui could not feel it and did not care. He grabbed the corner of Zhu Yuanqing's clothes with one hand and pulled the bed sheet with the other hand, his eyes fell on Zhu Yuanqing's strong waist.

The loose shirt became close-fitting as he moved, outlining the smooth lines of his shoulders and neck.

Zhu Yuanqing looks very tall, actually about 1.85 meters tall, but his body is not as sturdy as those who exercise regularly. Instead, he is covered with thin muscles. He has flesh where it should be and is thin where it should be, making him look very slender.

There was always a hint of insolence between his eyebrows, and his eyes often had a hint of smile when he looked at people, which was the unique vigor and vitality of Zhu Yuanqing.

Mu Honghui's hand was only a few centimeters away from Zhu Yuanqing's waist. He could touch it by stretching his fingers, but he was holding the cloth in his palm and couldn't stretch his hand out.

Take it slow. He had already scared people last time, and he wasn't sure if he would scare them away next time.

Zhu Yuanqing stared at the wall boredly. The clothes on his waist became tighter and tighter, until it became uncomfortable.

"Mu Honghui." Zhu Yuanqing lowered his head and saw that his knuckles were turning white from exerting too much force. "You're holding on too tightly. Loosen a little."

Mu Honghui quickly let go of his hand: "Sorry, I'll loosen it a little."

Old Liu had just inserted the last needle and said, "Boss Mu, don't be nervous. I've been in this business for most of my life. I can't hurt you."

"Besides, don't you have any feeling in your legs?"

The old man is a down-to-earth man. As a doctor, he has to ask the questions.

Zhu Yuanqing lowered his head to look at Mu Honghui, snorted in his heart, and took the clothes from his hand.

"Since it doesn't hurt, I'll leave first. You guys get busy."

After saying that, he opened the door and left without looking back.

The cloth in the palm of his hand suddenly disappeared. Before Mu Honghui could explain, Zhu Yuanqing's back disappeared outside the door.

He rubbed his fingers and looked at Mr. Liu with cold eyes.

The old man also knew that he had ruined his good fortune, and felt a little embarrassed: "Alas, I thought your leg was really getting better."

"Look, look." Elder Liu took out the newly-made checklist. "It's indeed recovering better than before. If it can maintain this trend, at least it won't affect other places."

Mu Honghui had heard too many similar words. He narrowed his eyes and looked at him coldly.

Old Liu waved his hands and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll find the person for you, okay?"

In the middle of the night, Zhu Yuanqing was ready to go to bed. When he heard a knock on the door, he frowned and opened the door.

"you……?"

At first he thought it was Mu Honghui, but when he looked at it, it turned out to be the old man who gave acupuncture in the treatment room.

"Um, Assistant Xu, I'm sorry today." Mr. Liu said apologetically.

"My last name is Liu. If you don't mind, you can just call me Old Liu."

"Mr. Liu." Zhu Yuanqing said.

Mr. Liu laughed, then his expression turned serious: "I heard that Mr. Xu is Mr. Mu's personal assistant, so I'll be frank with you."

"I can't explain Mr. Mu's specific situation, but you should still take care of your legs, especially difficult movements. It's best not to do them if possible..."

Elder Liu shook his head. "I've been in charge of Mr. Mu's condition for three years. To be honest, it's not easy for Mr. Mu. He just doesn't listen to anyone."

It was fine at first, but since he knew there was no hope of his legs recovering, Mu Honghui rarely contacted him on his own initiative.

"But today I finally see the truth." Old Liu looked at Zhu Yuanqing expectantly, "Maybe he will listen to what you have to say."

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