Chapter Seventy-Four: Late Night Healing

Pregnancy?

His eyes widened, looking at Murong Zixuan who was looking at him with a serious face, Mu Yan's expression stiffly tugged at the corners of his mouth, raised a smile that was even uglier than crying, and slowly brushed his flat abdomen with his right hand. "You're kidding me, aren't you?"

"Whether it's a joke or not, you'll find out later." Pursing his lower lip, Murong Zixuan pressed his temples with a headache. "With such a serious injury, the fetus has not yet fallen, and I have never encountered it so far." Looking at Mu Yan's confused expression, Murong Zixuan lowered his eyes and asked, "This kid, do you want it?" ”

This child, does she want it?

Can she have this child?!

Mu Yan knew very well that this was her and Xia Yifeng's child, but now, she couldn't wait to leave no one care, quickly escape from this cage, and leave Xia Yifeng's side quickly, how could she make trouble for herself again and have an unclear relationship with him again?

But don't ......

Looking down at her abdomen, Mu Yan seemed to be able to feel that there was a little life in it that was about to move, this life lived in her body, and this life would soon become a child who could cry, make trouble, talk, and call herself......

His hands trembled a little, Mu Yan had never felt this way, this feeling of caring so much about a life.

"Are you sure you're not kidding me, are you?"

Raising his eyes slightly, Mu Yan's eyes flashed with mysterious brilliance, and he asked in a hoarse voice.

"I never joke about that." Pursing his lips and smiling helplessly, Murong Zixuan could see Mu Yan's swaying. A cold light flashed under his eyes, he stood up and took out a small burden from his arms, opened it under Mu Yan's incomprehensible gaze, looking at the delicate silver needles, Murong Zixuan sighed softly, turned his head to look at the person sitting on the bed, and said softly, "I won't let you give me an answer now, but this kind of thing, it's best not to delay it for too long, otherwise the consequences are not something you can think of." Today I will help you heal the wounds on your body, and when I come over tomorrow night, I will help you bring medicine, so you can have a good rest. ”

He's coming over tomorrow?

Listening to Murong Zixuan's words, Mu Yan's brows furrowed more and more. Thinking of Xia Yifeng's incomprehensible face, Mu Yan clenched his fists and shook his head.

"You go, don't come back in the future."

Raising his eyebrows indifferently, Murong Zixuan turned around and pressed Mu Yan's stiff body down on the bed, his eyes full of pampering and helplessness.

"Don't worry, there is no disease that I can't cure, and there are people I can't save. This little injury is nothing in the eyes of your third brother and me, and in less than half a month, I guarantee that you will be as alive as before, how about it? ”

Half a month?

Facing Murong Zixuan's eyes, Mu Yan didn't understand what could make this rich kid say such a fantasy so confidently. The palm of Xia Yifeng and Feng Xiaoling, almost all of her internal organs were broken, and he swore that he would recover within half a month?

"What if you can't." Looking at Murong Zixuan funny, Mu Yan suddenly felt that he had underestimated this man before.

Under the dim candlelight, his face is as clear as a carving, his eyes are very beautiful, his nose is like a hanging beam, and his skin is like clotted fat, not like Xia Yifeng's bewitching arrogance, but he is indeed a beautiful man.

Without the hippie smiling face of the past, Murong Zixuan at this time had a faint, inexplicably reassuring feeling. Although he looked like a bohemian on the outside, the light that instantly revealed in her eyes let her know that she really couldn't underestimate him.

Shen Geng dared to run to King Xia's Mansion alone in the middle of the night, did he not know what place this was, or did he not know the horror of Xia Yifeng?

Or is it ...... He didn't pay attention to everything at all?

"If I can't do it, I want to kill or chop, and I will follow the fourth sister." Laughing and looking down at Mu Yan lying on the bed, Murong Zixuan picked up the silver needle and began to apply the needle to her with deep eyes, Murong Zixuan had never felt so nervous, and time passed so slowly. It wasn't until Mu Yan's forehead began to sweat that he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After more than an hour, he packed up his things and looked at Mu Yan, who had closed his eyes and sunk into sleep, Murong Zixuan smiled slightly. Tiredly stretched, cautiously pushed open the door, and left the Xia Wangfu quietly, as if nothing had happened and returned to his mansion.

staggered to the door, and wanted to sneak back to the room to rest without any alarm, but unexpectedly saw Murong Xuanyuan walking back drunk......

"Second, second uncle." With an embarrassed grin and greeting the man opposite, looking at the weird smile on Murong Xuanyuan's face, Murong Zixuan couldn't help but shudder.

"Yo, eldest nephew, where are you going so late?" Curiosity flashed in his squinted eyes, Murong Xuanyuan knew very well that although this nephew of his own family was a little idle on weekdays and did not do his job a little, he usually went home to sleep on time in a regular manner, and he had never come back so late since he was a child, so what's wrong with him today?

walked over and circled around Murong Zixuan twice, looking at Murong Zixuan's unnatural expression, he leaned over and sniffed the smell on his body, "Which girl are you looking for?" Why haven't I smelled this? ”

"Second uncle!" A flush floated on his cheeks, and Murong Zixuan took two steps back again and again to widen the distance between himself and Murong Xuanyuan, "You drank too much, Zixuan went back to the room to rest first, let's talk about something tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he fled from Murong Xuanyuan's sight in a panic without looking back.

"Hey, little bunny, you've learned this trick!" Rubbing his hair and looking at Murong Zixuan's back, Murong Xuanyuan chuckled and walked forward. Say it tomorrow? Say it tomorrow, say it tomorrow! He wanted to see what this stupid boy could say to himself!