Sister Hong opened the door and let Mu Jiuxi go in first, and Xiao Chrysanthemum silently followed behind, and then closed the door.

"Ahem, ahem." Jinbei inside coughed.

"Oh, Young Master Jinbei, your bones are too weak, and you have just been infected with wind and cold, so you have to let the fire room stew some delicious supplements for you." Sister Hong rushed in front of Mu Jiuxi and went to the bed.

Mu Jiuxi walked over and saw that the man on the bed had a sickly face, although his face was good, it was definitely not beautiful, but a little manly, and his bones were much bigger than Xiao Chrysanthemum, which was really different from most of the little sissy girls.

"Jinbei has seen Miss Mu." Jin Bei immediately sat up and saluted Mu Jiuxi, "Jin Bei is sick, and I ask Miss Mu to forgive me." ”

"It's okay, you just talk. Look at your face, typhoid fever is not light. Mu Jiuxi sat on the bed, "Miss Ben will have some medical skills, help you take a look." ”

Jin Bei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Miss Mu Jin Gui, how can you do this for Jin Bei, the doctor has already seen it, and said that it would be good to take some medicine and rest for a few days." ”

"How can it be the same, I'll see, oops, this hand is thin and tender." Mu Jiuxi had already pretended to be a disciple and held Jin Bei's hand.

In fact, Jin Bei's hands are not thin and tender, at most they are slender and fair, but Mu Jiuxi touched the cocoon as soon as he touched it.

She sneered inwardly.

Jin Bei saw that Mu Jiuxi was really a pervert, holding his hand and playing with him, this was obviously eating tofu.

"Miss......" The little chrysanthemum behind her pinched her throat and screamed aggrievedly, and stomped her feet.

"Ahhh Mu Jiuxi sneered, and then began to check Jin Bei's pulse.

Jin Bei was uncomfortable and glanced up at Sister Hong.

"Let Miss Mu take a look, it's okay." Sister Hong said with a smile.

Who doesn't know that Miss Mu likes beautiful men, listening to music, playing, drinking wine, and touching her little hands are often the same.

But everyone knows that Miss Mu has a rule, that is, she never stays overnight.

Everyone knows that if Miss Mu stays overnight, General Mu will definitely break her legs.

Mu Jiuxi seemed to be pretending, but in fact she was really listening to the pulse.

Soon, she found that Jin Bei's qi and blood were deficient, and it was not wind and cold at all, and she was sure that he must have injuries on his body, and the injuries were not light.

So weird, he was seriously injured, Mrs. Qi stayed until the early hours of the morning last night, she felt that she would definitely not do anything, because Jinbei would definitely not be able to do it, so why did Mrs. Qi stay for so long?

And he still opened his mouth to cover him for half a month?

Is this to give him peace of mind to recuperate?

"Miss Mu?" Jin Bei saw that Mu Jiuxi was already out of the world, and his contempt deepened in his heart.

"Ah, oh, oh, you do have a wind chill, it seems that you really have to take care of it." Mu Jiuxi let go of his hand, and then reached out and touched his body under the quilt.

"Oh, how can this small body withstand the toss, how can Mrs. Qi be so unsympathetic." Mu Jiuxi seemed to be taking the opportunity to get stuck again.

Jin Bei's face was even paler, and he was extremely flustered, and he hurriedly reached out and grabbed Mu Jiuxi's hand that was touching, but Mu Jiuxi already knew that this guy was injured in the waist, because when she touched her waist, Jin Bei was obviously in pain on his face.

"Miss Mu, let's leave, Jin Bei is afraid that the illness will be passed on to you." Jin Bei's face was even paler, and his forehead was sweating.

"Okay, then I'll come to see you when you're ready." Mu Jiuxi understood the situation, so naturally he didn't need to act.

"Thank you Miss Mu, when Jinbei is well, she will be ready to sweep the bed." Jin Bei hurriedly said.

Mu Jiuxi almost had a cold war, waved his hand and left with a smile.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a turtle slave hurriedly said: "Sister Hong, Princess Wenxing and Mrs. Qi quarreled at the gate." ”