Yang Shushu heard the sound of the door opening and saw the three people at the door. She was so excited that she almost cried: "Help! He is possessed by a pig in heat."
The three of them came back to their senses and quickly stepped forward to pull Mu Shicang down. However, Mu Shicang was surprisingly strong at this time, and he was not completely unconscious. He pushed Zuo Jinheng away and smiled coldly: "I slept with my own wife, what does it have to do with you? Get out."
Zuo Jinheng was pushed so hard that he bumped into the bedside table. He didn't get angry, but just smiled and said, "Do you think you have to be with her in this situation... Have you ever thought about her feelings?"
Mu Shicang's face was still red, and although he looked conscious, he was occasionally distracted. Yang Shushu took the opportunity to kick him away: "Mu Shicang, I must choose you today."
As she spoke, she stretched out her foot and was about to kick him in the lower body. Fortunately, Qi Zhuzhu hugged her from behind: "Shushu, don't be impulsive, don't be angry, Xiao Muye didn't have to do it, he didn't mean it."
As a woman herself, she felt that she could understand Yang Shushu's feelings. Although he was her husband, it would definitely not feel good to be raped by him while under the influence of drugs.
Yang Shushu was hugged from behind by Qi Zhuzhu, unable to move forward. Mu Shicang shook his head and tried to come over, but was stopped by Doctor Yin, who then said to Zuo Jinheng, "The medicine isn't working properly. Hold him down and give him a sedative first."
After hearing what Dr. Yin said, Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment and then became quiet.
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When Mu Shicang woke up, he was not in the hospital, but in his own home. After opening his eyes, he lay in bed without moving. It was not that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move.
In addition to the effects of the medicine, he felt extreme pain in many parts of his body, as if he had been punched and kicked thousands of times.
He slowly stretched out his hand, habitually reaching for his glasses from the bedside table, but instead of finding them, he felt a stinging pain on the back of his hand from moving. He brought his hand up to his eyes and saw a row of small teeth marks on the back of his palm, just below his thumb. The image of last night flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly laughed, "This is someone born in the Year of the Dog."
But as more memories came back, the smile quickly cooled.
Last night, he stayed on the balcony for a while. He himself didn't understand why he kissed Yang Shushu, and while he was confused, he was still thinking about it.
When he came out, he saw Ling Xiao and the woman who came with him. The woman seemed to want to say something to him, but was pulled away by Ling Xiao. After that, he met that woman.
She spilled wine on him, forcing him to find a rest room and ask someone to send him another set of clothes. As a result, as soon as he arrived in the room, he felt something strange. The woman actually drugged him by infiltration.
He didn't think that based on the woman's words alone, she would dare to do this, so he endured the pain and wanted to force her to tell him the person behind it, but he didn't expect Yang Shushu to come. His memory began to become more vague afterwards, but he vaguely seemed to feel that he was hugging a soft and cool body. At that time, the feeling almost made him feel like he was sitting on the clouds, but there was a little noise next to his ears.
Wiping his face vigorously with his hands, Mu Shicang slowly sat up from the bed. He looked for his glasses again. Others thought he was not nearsighted, but in fact he was a little nearsighted, just not as serious. Moreover, wearing glasses made him feel calmer.
But I couldn’t find my glasses after searching for a long time. Could I have lost them yesterday?
At this moment, the door opened. He looked towards the door and saw Yang Shushu standing at the door with an ice cream in her hand: "Are you awake?"
That casual look mixed with gloating was really not what a wife should have. Mu Shicang felt that this girl really needed to be taught a lesson so that she could understand how to be a wife.
"Where are my glasses?" Yang Shushu came in holding an ice cream cone. Her eyes couldn't help but glance at the photo on the bedside table. Then she walked over to his bed and squatted down. "I think I dropped them last night."
"..." Mu Shicang grinded his teeth and said, "Then why don't you pick it up and put it away for me?"
"I was exhausted carrying you back here. How could I have the energy?"
As she said that, she stuffed the ice cream in her hand into his hand and said, "Take it."
Mu Shicang was forced to hold her melting ice cream. She lay flat on the floor with one hand, then reached out to the bed. Her eyes rolled up slightly, and after groping around under the bed for a while, her eyes lit up: "Ah, I found it."
Mu Shicang: "..." This is a kick under the bed, won't it break into pieces?
Yang Shushu stood up and dusted herself off: "Wow, these glasses are pretty sturdy, and the cleaning lady is so diligent, there's no dust under the bed. Come on, put them on, Master Xiaomu."
She threw her glasses on the bed, took the ice cream back from his hand, and licked the cream that was about to drip down from top to bottom. It was a very casual action, but Mu Shicang suddenly felt his throat tighten, and the color of his eyes darkened. He quickly pretended to lower his head to get his glasses, then put them on, and spoke to divert his attention.
"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"
Yang Shushu nodded: "Yes, I just ate and prepared one for you. How about it? Isn't my wife considerate?"
Mu Shicang: "..."
Yang Shushu turned and went out, and came back after a while with a tray. There was a bowl on the tray and a pair of chopsticks beside the bowl. At the same time, there was a strange fragrance. Mu Shicang felt that the smell was strange and familiar, as if he had smelled it before, but he had never eaten it. It smelled so good, what was it?
Yang Shushu placed the tray on the bedside table and gestured for invitation: "Master Xiao Mu, please try my cooking."
Mu Shicang raised his eyebrows, revealing his displeasure, and pointed at the bed and asked, "You want me to eat like this?"
"If you want to get out of bed and eat breakfast, just tell me. Instead of letting me bring it here, you can take it out and eat it yourself." Yang Shushu was still unhappy.
Mu Shicang looked at her arrogant appearance and really wanted to strangle her to death on the spot to avoid dying at her hands one day.
"Hey, hey, why are you staring at me? Eat it if you're hungry. It'll all get swollen in a little while. I'm telling you, I went downstairs and ran to several supermarkets before I finally bought this scallion pork ribs flavored dish. The prices in supermarkets around here are damn high."
Although Xiao Muye was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he still had some basic common sense. Just by hearing her description, he had already guessed what the bowl she brought was. However, he still couldn't believe it: "You gave me instant noodles? You actually gave instant noodles to someone who just had drug poisoning?"
From the time he was born until now, no one, no one dared to treat him like this. Even if he sneezed, someone would call a doctor immediately. He only had to say that he wanted to eat some snacks, and more than a dozen of the most exquisite snacks would be served. But today, he was just casually treated to two packets of instant noodles.
This is simply - simply audacious!
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