Mu Shicang didn't care about it anymore and just asked him, "Allergic?"
Ling Xiao was also puzzled. He reached out and took Yang Shushu's hand. As a result, he saw some red spots on the back of her hand. He showed his hand to Mu Shicang, who was shocked and went over to pick her up and send her to the hospital.
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"Get lost, didn't I tell you to stay away from me?"
Mu Shicang was pushed and took several steps back, almost bumping into Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao reacted quickly and stepped back directly, then gave him a look that was full of sarcasm, as if saying: She really hates you!
Mu Shicang stood firm, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled up, his beautiful and gentle eyebrows were like a sword slowly sharpening its edge. Ling Xiao's heart was trembling, and he stood directly in front of Yang Shushu: "What are you going to do?"
Mu Shicang stepped forward, the smile that slowly spread across his face was like a sword wielding one sharp flower after another in mid-air: "She's my own woman, what do I want to do with her? What does it have to do with you?"
By this point, he was already standing in front of Ling Xiao. The two were about the same height, but Mu Shicang's sharp and sharp features gave him an absolute advantage in terms of momentum over Ling Xiao's harmless face. He only saw the corners of his mouth slightly open, and in a voice so soft it was almost a whisper, he said, "Should I throw you out?"
Mu Shicang was undoubtedly demonized. He had never behaved like this in public. Ling Xiao was quite surprised and shocked, but precisely because of this, he couldn't leave Yang Shushu here alone. What if this man did something to her?
"Why don't you try?" Ling Xiao's breath gradually settled. Although he still looked calm and gentle, his whole body seemed to have become a firm and thick shield.
Mu Shicang curled his lips in disdain and anger, and quickly clenched his fist, and swung it towards Ling Xiao's nose like a shadow. His punch was very fast, and Ling Xiao almost closed his eyes to prepare for it. But no one expected that at this moment, Ling Xiao was kicked hard from the side, and he just avoided the punch.
Mu Shicang's fist missed and he was getting angry, but he saw his wife staggering towards him and kicking Ling Xiao who was still unable to stand. Then she turned around and walked towards him, just like before, pushing him back several steps.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? The fight has reached my door? Do you think I'm just a decoration? Get out of here!"
Yang Shushu waved her hands shakily and almost fell down. Fortunately, Mu Shicang was quick-witted and supported her. Then he looked back at Ling Xiao who was trying to stand up with his hands on his waist, and suddenly his anger subsided.
People are like this. When they are treated differently, they always feel dissatisfied. But when they see someone worse off than themselves, they feel much better.
Yang Shushu struggled a few times in his arms, then drowsily opened her eyes and looked at him. At first, she was confused, but then her eyes lit up and she reached out and touched his face: "Wow, quite handsome."
Mu Shicang smiled, like a charming flower: "Since I'm handsome, please don't chase me away."
Smiling, he brought her hand to his eyes again and found that there were only some red spots on the back of her hand, but not on her wrist or arm. Still worried, he wanted to look somewhere else, but was pushed away again.
"What's the point of being handsome? Burp! I can't keep him."
Yang Shushu burped, staggered back two steps, and suddenly fell onto the tatami with a "bang", scaring Mu Shicang and Ling Xiao. They hurried over to check, only to find that her eyes were closed and she was snoring softly.
The two men supported her, one on each side, and then suddenly looked up at each other at the same time. In a flash of lightning, a sharp and sarcastic smile rarely appeared on Ling Xiao's usually gentle and harmless face: "It seems that Shushu is not very satisfied with Mr. Mu."
Mu Shicang gave her a similar smile: "Mr. Ling considers himself her childhood sweetheart, but she only drank a little bit of wine and didn't even recognize you."
The two men snorted at the same time, turned away, and then turned around at the same time and looked at each other: "Send her to the hospital."
Mu Shicang said as he picked the person up. Ling Xiao's hand was halfway there, but this time he didn't try to grab it, he just nodded.
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When Yang Shushu woke up, she found herself in the hospital. She was a little confused. Did she and Mu Shicang go out for Japanese food yesterday? Why did they end up in the hospital? Was it food poisoning?
She crawled out of the quilt in a daze. The door opened from the outside and it was Ling Xiao who came in. She was stunned for a moment. Ling Xiao looked at her and smiled gently: "Are you awake? Are you hungry? Come and eat."
As he said that, he put the porridge he bought outside on the bedside. Yang Shushu stroked her head and shook it, feeling as if it was filled with several buckets of water.
"I...what's going on? Why are you here?"
"Have you forgotten? You were drunk yesterday and your body is a little allergic. You too, you knew you were allergic to alcohol, but you still drank it. You are so disobedient." Ling Xiao scolded her gently while taking out the porridge and was about to feed her.
Yang Shushu did not react, but just looked at him in astonishment.
Alcohol allergy? How is that possible? Although she can't drink much, she's never allergic to alcohol, right?
Shaking her head, Yang Shushu finally figured it out. It was her original body that was allergic to alcohol, but she didn't pay any attention to this unimportant memory.
She blocked Ling Xiao's porridge with her hand and rubbed her eyebrows with her hand: "I remember I had dinner with Mu Shicang yesterday, where is he?"
"He..." Ling Xiao was about to speak when the door was opened again.
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