Half an hour later, another female doctor came to the main house of the Mu family. After the female doctor arrived, she was taken directly to the second floor. Then she stayed in Yang Shushu's temporary room for ten minutes and came out. She told Mu Shicang about Yang Shushu's condition and explained that Yang Shushu needed medicine.
After the medicine was prepared, the female doctor was about to go back to the room to apply the medicine to Yang Shushu, but Mu Shicang stopped the female doctor, took the medicine from her hand and said, "I'll go."
The female doctor was stunned for a moment, then gave him the medicine: "Then Mr. Mu, please be more careful, especially the wound on your back. The needle hole is a bit small, so you need to disinfect it first, and then apply the medicine."
"Um."
Mu Shicang brought the medicine into the room. The female doctor looked at him in surprise as he closed the door. Then she asked Dr. Yin in a low voice, "Didn't they say that Master Mu and his wife had a bad relationship, and that Mrs. Mu had eloped with a man? I don't think that's possible."
Doctor Yin glanced at his old classmate and said, "You'd better stop gossiping about the inner workings of wealthy families. Otherwise, you might end up losing your job and not know why."
The female doctor and Dr. Yin were classmates, but she looked only in her thirties and seemed very lively. She shrugged indifferently and went downstairs with Dr. Yin.
At this time, in the room, Yang Shushu was lying on the bed wearing only her underwear, covered with a thin silk satin quilt. The feather-like weight and silky touch did not make her feel any pain in her wound.
When she heard the door open, she didn't turn around, but just moved and said, "Excuse me, doctor."
The doctor didn't say anything, and she didn't take it seriously. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed. She could hear footsteps approaching the bed, and then someone sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly lifted the quilt from her.
She closed her eyes and smiled: "Doctor sister, you don't have to be so gentle, I can bear it. In fact, I have been injured more painful than this. It's okay."
The cheerful female doctor was shocked when she saw her wound. It wasn't that the injury was serious, but it was quite rare to see injuries caused by boards and needles in this day and age. The doctor was furious at the time and said that someone actually dared to attack the young lady of the Mu family.
At that time, she laughed and said nothing, thinking: Even if he knew, he might not dare to do anything, because Mr. Mu doesn't treat her as his wife.
The person sitting on the bed paused and suddenly asked, "When were you injured?"
Yang Shushu was startled and jumped up from the bed. As she turned around, she remembered something and grabbed the quilt to block her in front of her, glaring at the other person with angry eyes and frowning: "How did you get in?"
Mu Shicang shook the medicine in his hand: "Let me apply the medicine to you."
"No, just go out and let the doctor come."
Mu Shicang pushed his glasses up and looked her up and down with his beautiful peach blossom eyes. When he entered the room just now, he saw her back and the slender and graceful figure under the thin quilt.
The green quilt cover is draped over the delicate white skin with a hint of pink, like a pink flower blooming in the green, so delicate that people can't help but feel the urge to destroy it.
Mu Shicang thought he was a self-controlled person, but at that moment, he actually had the urge to pounce on it and destroy it.
But that was only the back. Looking at the front now, the exposed skin was still so white and pink, extremely delicate, and the slender shoulders were beautifully shaped. She would look very beautiful in a shoulder-exposed dress, especially the beautiful and delicate collarbones under her slender neck, which inexplicably exuded a pure emotion.
All this is fine, but when you see those eyes that seem to be unruly and can pounce on you and bite you at any time, all the romantic thoughts disappear. Mu Shicang can guarantee that the only urge is to strangle her to death.
"What's that look in your eyes? Do you think I'd be attracted to your underdeveloped figure?"
Yang Shushu pulled the quilt up and nodded: "I heard that perverts like people like me who look easy to bully. They feel a sense of accomplishment when they wreak havoc."
She said it very seriously, so seriously that Mu Shicang wanted to turn into a pervert and ravage her.
"You think you're serious." He pushed the medicine forward and said, "Then go ahead and do it yourself."
Yang Shushu said angrily: "If I can go up by myself, how about in the morning? You can find the doctor lady back just now."
Mu Shicang raised the corner of his mouth: "I asked them to go back first."
"Then find a maid. Oh, and ask Chunxiao to help me."
"..." Mu Shicang suddenly stopped talking. Yang Shushu waited for a long time but he didn't move. Thinking that he was persuaded, she stretched out her bare arm and waved, "Hurry up."
Mu Shicang took the opportunity to grab her hand and gently pulled her in front of him. Yang Shushu was caught off guard and fell on his legs, with her entire back exposed in front of him.
She was stunned for a moment, then began to fight frantically: "Mu Shicang, you big pervert, let me go."
She struggled on his legs in her underwear, the soft front of her body rubbing against Mu Shicang's thighs from time to time. Mu Shicang's eyes suddenly darkened without him even expecting it: "Don't move, if you move again I might really turn into a pervert, or a perverted one."
Yang Shushu was startled by his hoarse voice and froze.
Although she had never been in love in her previous life, she had seen pigs walk even if she had not eaten pork, and she had read romance novels about driving. Xiaoyan's wise words suddenly popped up in her mind at this moment to remind her: Don't rub a man's thighs!
Mu Shicang was very satisfied with her cooperation at this time. He took out a cotton swab and disinfectant to disinfect her first. As a result, his eyes fell on the back of her back with red spots, and his mind focused. Just now, he had only seen the upper part of her back, where there were only one or two red spots. He had not paid much attention to it. Now the whole back was exposed, and there were red spots on the lower back. At first glance, they looked like small red bumps, but if you look closely, you can see that they are actually red needle holes, which are particularly shocking against the pink skin.
Yang Shushu suddenly felt that there was no movement behind her. She moved carefully and tried her best to get her body away from his thighs. But just as she leaned forward, someone pressed her head back down.
"Be quiet and don't move."
Normally when Mu Shicang spoke, in order to match the gentle mask he wore, his voice was smooth and warm, like a gurgling stream. But at this moment, the voice suddenly lost its warmth, and the stream froze and stopped flowing, and gradually a pool of cold water from the underworld flowed over it.
Yang Shushu's body stiffened as she lay on his legs. She suddenly grabbed the quilt on the bed and thought to herself: If this guy does anything, she will definitely scratch his face.
However, she waited for a long time, and Mu Shicang did not do or say anything. Instead, she felt something brushing gently against her back, and the force was as gentle as a feather. Although she felt a stinging pain on her back from time to time, she could feel fingers sliding across her back skin occasionally.
For some reason, I felt that those fingers were a little gentle?
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