Chapter 22: Master Fu's condition is very dangerous!

anger, Fu Lingxiao reached out and adjusted the Bluetooth earphone on his side, his voice cold and low: "Aow!"At the commander's command, all parties moved simultaneously, encircling the man like a n...The man's clean and tailored suit was creased, with traces of mud and grass stains.

Mu Xing knew that all these things had rubbed off on her.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty."

As she spoke, she scrambled down from the man's legs in a fluster.

Fu Lingxiao grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Her soft body fell into his arms, and he instinctively used his strong arms to hold her tightly.

He said in a slightly serious tone, "You're injured this badly and you still dare to move around recklessly. Don't you want your legs anymore"

"I just twisted my ankle, it's not that bad..."

"Huh"

Hearing the little girl mumble softly, Fu Lingxiao lowered his head to look at her, his eyes deep and imposing, silent yet commanding.

Mu Xing immediately closed her mouth, a pair of big, bright eyes staring at the dust on the man's shirt for a moment before she couldn't help but speak again: "Then I'll wipe it for you."

A mud-splattered paw, tiny and bloody, reached up and smeared across the man's black suit, leaving a clear print.

Mu Xing: "..."

It's gotten dirtier, what do I do.

Fu Lingxiao didn't pay attention to the handprints on his suit. He grasped the small, tender hand held in mid-air, his deep eyes converging on her broken and bloodstained palm. "Are you without sensation Don't you know pain"

Mu Xing blinked, her little uncle's question was so strange. "I know it hurts,"

One hand had blisters rubbed raw, still bleeding, knowing the pain but showing no reaction.

What's wrong with this girl

Fu Lingxiao's handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, then he let go of the little meat paw. He hugged Mu Xing with one hand and opened the car refrigerator with the other. He took out a bottle of ice water, poured it on his handkerchief, and carefully wiped her hands.

The cold temperature touched her burning palm, Mu Xing comfortably squinted.

He helped her clean her hands thoroughly, and the man said in a deep voice, "Lift your foot."

Mu Xing immediately obediently straightened her little feet.

Fu Lingxiao took out a clean handkerchief, poured some ice water on it, and applied it to her swollen ankle. Then he supported her calf and put her whole leg on the seat.

Mùxīng busily said: "Little Uncle, my shoes are very dirty."

The man ignored her and just said, "If you get hurt again in the future, don't bear it alone. Tell me the first time it happens, okay"

Múxīng tilted her head and asked, "Why"

Fu Lingxiao's voice was light and calm: "There's no reason, I'm your boss, you have to obey my orders."

Mu Xing nodded and asked again, "What if you weren't here"

"Then call me."

"Oh."

The little girl obediently responded, yawned, and snuggled her little head back against the man's solid chest.

The man twitched the corner of his mouth without making a sound.

A faint smile flickered across her lips, but it was caught by Kunto who had been fixated on the rearview mirror.

Yun Tuo pursed her lips and chuckled softly: "Master Fu, your current state is very dangerous!"

- Manor of Grand Esteem.

The personal physician, He Chao, was already standing at the door waiting.

Wu Guantao stood beside him, anxiously looking out. The young master suddenly called He Chao over, which must mean someone was injured. Wu Guantao didn't know if it was the young master or Xiao Muxing, and how seriously they were hurt.

After a short while, the sound of car engines started up, and a convoy drove into the estate.

The young master is back!

Uncle Wu immediately walked forward a few steps.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked in front of the villa.

Yun Tuo got out of the car first and walked over to open the back door.

A pair of muddy black leather shoes stepped out, followed by a tall man holding a grimy little figure down from the car.

Upon seeing this scene, He Chao was taken aback.

Calm eyes, gazed through the lens at the girl in Fu Lingxiao's arms.

Fu Lingxiao's affair with his mistress caused a stir throughout the upper echelons of society.

He Chao came from a prestigious medical family and was Fu Lingxiao's personal physician. He was deeply connected to the upper circles of society, so he naturally had heard some things.

Mr. Fu's arms, should be those people said, he kept his mistress.

Is he Xiaoqing'er He can't tell, but...

Someone with a severe case of OCD who hates physical contact with others, willing to hold someone so dirty in their arms without any disgust.

This is enough to show that Mr. Fu has an extreme fondness for this young girl.

Butler Wu had seen Fu Lingxiao take Mu Xing in his arms more than once, and he wasn't surprised. Instead, he worriedly stepped forward and asked, "Young Master, what's wrong with Little Mu Xing"

Mu Xing

Hearing this name, He Chao's heart trembled violently.

The next second, the girl poked her head out from the man's arms. Her face, covered in blood, lifted into a sweet smile: "Butler, I'm fine, just twisted my ankle a bit. Don't worry!"

Look closely at that face, He Chao's always calm eyes rippled with surging waves.

How is this possible!

Until a man walked past him with the girl in his arms, He Chao was still unable to recover from that shock. He just instinctively followed Fu Lingxiao into the house.

Coming to Mu Xing's room, Fu Lingxiao gently placed her on the bed, took off the handkerchief covering her ankle, and told He Chao, "First help her treat her right foot and hands."

"Yes."

He Chao steadied his mind and went to check on Mu Xing.

For the first time, Fu Lingxiao didn't immediately go back to his room to shower. He stood tall and straight before the bed, his eyes slightly drooping, watching silently.

Master had taught Mu Xing traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. With such a minor injury, she could have handled it herself. However, her uncle had already called a doctor, and she couldn't refuse.

Fingers delicately kneaded the swollen ankle, using some force. Mu Xing bit his lip in pain, his delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly together.

She really wanted to tell the doctor that her bones were fine, it was just a sprain.

"Mu Xing."

A man's deep, pleasant voice suddenly called her name.

Mu Xing looked up at Fu Lingxiao. The light shone in her clear eyes, sparkling brilliantly: "What's wrong, Little Uncle"

Fu Lingxiao looked down at her, his voice calm and measured as he asked, "What would you like for dinner"

Upon hearing this, Mu Xing's stomach suddenly grumbled. She hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.

"I want to eat meat!"

When she's really hungry, she always particularly craves meat.

Fu Lingxiao's voice was light: "What kind of meat do you want to eat"

"Venison!" Mu Xing's eyes lit up, and then she said, "There's no venison here, I can eat other meat too."

Fu Lingxiao asked again, “Is venison delicious”

"Extremely super delicious!"

Mu Xing was essentially a foodie. When it came to food, she instantly beamed with excitement, even forgetting about her pain.

"Our Qingyun Mountain venison is truly exceptional, especially when grilled and dipped in my secret homemade sauce! The flavor is simply divine!"

Thinking of the delicious meal, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. "Uncle, you really missed out last time. Next time there's a chance, I'll hunt one for you to eat!"

Fu Lingxiao listened patiently and nodded slightly, "Good." grip, sat down on the sofa, and hooked his fingers, "Come here and serve me!"Her pride had been crushed to dust last night, Tang Ruowan obediently crawled over and knelt between Yun Ze's legs...Yun Z...