Mu Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and knocked on the scrolled book in his hand, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that I don't need to help you recover your cultivation, connect the tendons and veins in your legs? Well, since you don't want to be treated, then I'll send you to ......"

"Wait, wait a minute!!" Luo Beiyu's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in disbelief, "Master, what did you just say?"

Mu Yan chuckled, "I didn't say anything!"

"No, Master, you said it! You said that you can restore my cultivation and connect the tendons and veins in my legs, right?!" Luo Beiyu struggled to get up from the bed, and his voice was about to turn into a scream.

Originally, there was no hope, so it's one thing to break a jar.

But now he saw hope in a desperate situation, how could he calm down.

Mu Yan was about to answer, when the door of the room was pushed open.

Xiaobao's short and small body walked in, and his handsome little face was cold and expressionless.

Holding a food box taller than half a person in his hand, he didn't seem to feel the weight and burden at all, so he walked to Mu Yan's side easily, raised his head and said, "Mother, it's time to eat." ”

"Well, Xiaobao is really good!" Mu Yan lowered his head and kissed his son on the cheek.

Take out all the food in the food box and put it on the table.

Xiaobao spontaneously and consciously sat down on the dining table next to Mu Yan, and while picking out her favorite dishes for Mu Yan, she said with a small face: "Mother, eat slowly!"

Even Luo Beiyu, who was full of hope, expectation, anxiety, and apprehension, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene.

Hey, wait, you guys got the role of mother and son wrong, right?

Shouldn't Mu Yan take care of Xiaobao's diet and daily life, prepare meals for Xiaobao, and clip her favorite dishes for her to eat?

But why, now it's all reversed?

Xiaobao, a four-year-old child, takes care of his master meticulously and perfectly and thoughtfully, what is going on?

"Division...... Master, junior brother, you ......" Luo Beiyu swallowed his saliva and spoke dryly.

Mu Yan feasted and said, "Xiaobao, your senior brother hasn't eaten yet, let's prepare one for him too." ”

Xiaobao ordered food with an expressionless face, took a bowl of rice, and put it in front of Luo Beiyu.

Even the sentence "Let's eat" is not served, and it directly leaves him with a small noble and cold back.

After returning to his position, he also brought a plate of beef to Mu Yan, and said in a cold milk voice: "Mother, you eat more!"

"Hmm, Xiaobao also eat more!" Mu Yan gave his son a bright smile back.

Luo Beiyu was speechless, Master, junior brother, your differential treatment is too big, right?

......

"Master, you said you could cure me, is it true?"

Mu Yan took a sip of tea after the meal, hugged his son's soft and fragrant body in his arms, and then said comfortably: "What?

"No, no, no, I believe it, I believe it! I believe whatever Master says!"

Mu Yan put down the teacup and spoke again, "However, there is a problem. ”

"What...... What's the problem?" Luo Beiyu's heart suddenly came up again.

"The process can be a little painful!"

Luo Beiyu's hand supporting his body was weak, and he slammed on the bed, "Master, please stop teasing the apprentice." I'm not even afraid of death, what kind of pain am I afraid of!"

"Good boy, since you have such an awareness, it is very good. Master, I'm worried that I don't have anywhere to practice!"