Mu Changting smiled and joked, "I'm so welcome? Can I be your friend if I'm a fickle person?"
"Do the math! Whatever you are willing to come is fine!" Mo Li said happily, then scratched the back of his head and smiled foolishly, "It seems that you can't say that, Mo Li is humble, how can he be your What about friends?"
Mo Li didn't know that Gu Zilan was him back then, and he always regarded him as detached as Xing Yusheng, so it was inevitable that he would think so. Mu Changting smiled, his eyebrows curved: "A friend is a friend, no matter who you are. What you scolded me is right. I listened, so I came here."
Mu Changting stretched out his hand, Mo Li was startled, hesitated for a while and then stretched out his hand, Mu Changting pulled him up hard, and smiled heartily: "Okay, it's cold in the night, you should go to rest earlier, I can't see you here Sigh."
Mu Changting patted him on the shoulder, and when he passed by, he paused for a moment, then turned his head and smiled: "By the way, don't kneel down to me next time, the man has gold under his knees."
Mo Li stared blankly at his back as he drifted away, inexplicably thinking of the only mortal friend he had ever had, "Gu Zilan", but unfortunately that person no longer recognized him, he had a sore nose, and went back to his room dejectedly.
Mu Changting opened the window, turned over and jumped into the room. This move is now familiar to him. Thinking about how the dignified generation of sect masters are so familiar with such stealthy actions, he couldn't help laughing at himself.
Xing Yusheng is not as undisciplined as him, and even sleeps very well.
Mu Changting stared at him for a long time, as if he had never looked at him so seriously before. After a while, he walked over slowly and sat down next to Xing Yusheng's bed. The first thing is to check the pulse, the skin of the tentacles is hot, and the pulse condition is also messy, faintly showing signs of decay.
Startled, Mu Changting withdrew his hand and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Xing Yusheng.
... This pulse is much more serious than any previous one. Impossible, he only checked his pulse the day before, how could it be like this all of a sudden
Mu Changting also wanted to have a diagnosis, to confirm whether he made a mistake in diagnosing the pulse. His medical skills are not very good, but he only knows a thing or two, so it is not surprising that he will be misdiagnosed.
Just as he was about to reach out his hand, Xing Yusheng's eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at him with a bewildered expression.
In the silence, Mu Changting's heart was slightly hot. He pursed his lips and was struggling with how to tell him the reason for coming here, but Xing Yusheng raised his hand slightly, stroking his cheek gently, showing a faint smile. Smile: "Did I dream of you again..."
His voice was hoarse, and he coughed violently after saying this, but this cough seemed to have exhausted all his strength, he slowly closed his eyes, and his hands slipped softly.
Mu Changting was startled, he frowned, leaned over and touched Xing Yusheng's forehead carefully, it was terribly hot.
This is really burnt out and talking stupid things, but Mu Changting's heart was sore and astringent, he walked out quickly, fetched a basin of cold water, twisted a veil and put it on his forehead, to cool him down again and again .
This kind of scene seems familiar. Many years ago, Xing Yusheng was seriously injured by a snake gall when he trespassed for him. After he came out, he also had a high fever all night, crying cold and hot for a while.
Mu Changting smiled wryly, and said softly: "What is the line of fate and marriage, I think I am your disaster..."
Xing Yusheng was burning groggy, but he couldn't help frowning slightly in his sleep.
Mu Changting bent down to tuck him in the quilt, and because he was so close at this time, he could see the expression on his face clearly. Mu Changting smiled: "Why? Don't you agree?"
No one answered, everything was silent, only the man's scorching breath hit his face lightly.
Mu Changting's eyes moved slightly, like a ghost, he actually lowered his head, and gently pressed a kiss on Xing Yusheng's frowning brow.
After doing this action, he was stunned for a moment, then as if he was suddenly burned, he jumped up suddenly, staring at the ignorant Xing Yusheng, his face was hot.
In the morning, warm light filled the room.
Xing Yusheng moved his fingertips slightly, his mouth was dry and unbearably dry, and he murmured: "Water..."
After a while, after the clang of the teacups, there was the sound of footsteps. Someone sat on the bed, half embraced him in his arms, cooled the water, brought the teacup to his mouth, and whispered : "Be careful it's hot..."
The familiar voice made Xing Yusheng's body stiffen suddenly. After drinking half a glass of water, he raised his head in a daze and turned to look at Mu Changting intently.
Mu Changting raised his teacup and asked, "Don't drink anymore?"
Xing Yusheng still didn't speak, Mu Changting turned around and put the tea cup aside, helped him to sit up, and carefully tucked the quilt for him, reached out to touch Xing Yusheng's forehead, and said with a smile: "It won't burn."
"...Why are you here?" Xing Yusheng seemed to have just realized it, and clasped his wrist firmly and tightly. Fortunately, he controlled his strength, and this time it would not make Mu Changting feel any pain. Mu Changting He grabbed it, looked away, and said: "Why can't I be here, you are hurt because of me, I should take care of you as a matter of course."
Mu Changting stabilized his emotions and said with a smile, "Come on, let me diagnose your pulse first."
Xing Yusheng let go of his hand suddenly, and quickly said: "No, I'm already fine."
His reaction was so strange that Mu Changting couldn't help but said, "You can't hide your illness from medical treatment. I checked your pulse last night. It was severely damaged, and there were signs of decay everywhere on your body. You..."
Before he could speak, Xing Yusheng interrupted him and said flatly: "You have made a wrong diagnosis."
Mu Changting said angrily: "Then give me another diagnosis." He reached out to grab Xing Yusheng's wrist, this time Xing Yusheng did not resist, and let him diagnose obediently, his eyes quietly fell on Mu Changting's face.
Mu Changting checked once first, and then checked again suspiciously. The pulse condition was only weak, and it was not as dangerous as last night. Could it be that he was not skilled in medicine and made a wrong diagnosis
Xing Yusheng calmly withdrew his hand and said, "Did you believe me this time? I just feel cold occasionally, and it's not a serious problem."
Mu Changting was deep in thought, silent.
The door rang twice, and a woman's voice sounded outside the door: "Is the Demon Lord awake?"
Xing Yusheng said lightly: "Come in."
Ning Yu walked in gracefully, and Mo Li followed behind her, carrying a big iron box.
Seeing Mu Changting, she was just stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, and saluted with a smile: "I didn't expect to see the head of Mu here. It's really better to meet him than to be famous. Ning Yu is polite."
Ning Yu... also surnamed Ning...
Mu Changting looked at the disheveled Mo Li, his heart suddenly twisted, he was stunned for a while, and then said: "Miss Ning, you are welcome."
Ning Yu smiled, glanced at Mu Changting, then at Xing Yusheng, walked straight over, took Xing Yusheng's arm affectionately, helped him up, and said with a smile: "Mozun, come here, I have some gadgets Let me show you!"
Mu Changting took two steps forward and dissuaded him, "He just got a high fever and he's not recovering yet. It's better to rest on the bed." His eyes fell on the slender hand of the woman on his arm, which was dazzlingly white. , didn't Xing Yusheng always dislike others getting too close, why...
Ning Yu looked up at Xing Yusheng, and said in surprise: "Have you got a fever? It's all my fault, then...then go to bed and rest, and let's talk about recovering."
Xing Yusheng smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, what do you want to show me?"
Although Ning Yu's appearance is not the most beautiful, but her words and expressions are extremely cute and cute, her cheeks are red, like blooming flowers, after hearing Xing Yusheng's words, she quickly smiled and waved: "Mo Li, bring me my box!"
Mu Changting stood alone, his body as stiff as ice.
They get along so warmly and beautifully, it seems that he is a bit redundant.
He clearly knew that he should go out, but his footsteps were heavy and he couldn't move half a step...
Ning Yu supported Xing Yusheng to sit down at the table, opened the iron box a little, then closed it abruptly, looked at Mo Li and Mu Changting, and whispered something in Xing Yusheng's ear.
Xing Yusheng nodded, raised his head and said to them: "You go out first, I have important matters to discuss with Miss Ning."
His tone was cold, and his eyes were even colder.
Mu Changting felt uncomfortable from being stabbed, turned around and walked out, walking quickly.
Mo Li glared at Ning Yu, Ning Yu smiled brightly at him, Mo Li was furious, seeing that Mu Changting was almost gone, he followed up in panic, and shouted: "Master Mu, Master Mu, you wait I… "
Everyone left, Ning Yu walked over and closed the door, smiled and sat down opposite Xing Yusheng to drink tea leisurely.
The intimacy between the two disappeared, and Xing Yusheng said lightly: "What are you going to do?"
When Ning Yu came to help him, he subconsciously wanted to break free, but Ning Yu squeezed him tightly, and said through voice transmission: "Mozun, if you want the heart of your sweetheart, you have to cooperate with me in acting..."
Ning Yu said with a smile: "I'm helping you. I'm really anxious to watch from the side. It's been so many years. You have to use some means to get a firm grip on your body and mind. If you say he didn't mean it, this emotional matter It's really difficult, after all, only when two people are happy together can they be together for a long time, but in my opinion, Master Mu clearly has you in his heart, don't let him figure it out on his own, it's hard for a single-minded person to figure it out …”
Xing Yusheng lowered his eyes, his expression was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Fever is not a good sign. Fortunately, head Mu took care of you all night and stabilized your condition for the time being." Ning Yu opened the tin box, which was full of silver needles and other healing tools. She smiled and stretched out her hand to signal, "Mozun, please."
Xing Yusheng rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his hand, and said calmly: "How is Ning Zhao going?"
Ning Yu smiled and said: "With me watching, don't worry, my brother will definitely take care of everything."
Xing Yusheng said "um", closed his eyes and said nothing more.