"Hero, spare your life! I know I'm wrong!" The doctor was so frightened that he cried out in his heart that it was bad luck.She was too tired today, and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow after lying on the bed. While she was sleeping soundly, she was woken up by a knock on the door, and she immediately became angry.

She didn't want to pay attention to it, and covered her head with the quilt, hoping that the people outside the door would leave quickly and find someone else, so that she could continue to sleep, but the knocking on the door didn't stop, and a man broke in and pointed a sword at her.

Anyone who has medical ethics will not just ignore the patient's call for help, and when he thinks of Murong's anxious appearance before, Mu Xiong feels a pain in his chest.Thinking that this man was still sleeping peacefully here when Murong was anxious, Mu Xiong was so angry that he dragged this man out of the bed and dragged him to the consulting room by his collar.

From rushing in to going back, it took less than a minute for Murong to stand in the center of the consulting room with a dull expression, as if he hadn't reacted to Mu Xiong's outburst of anger just now.

The anger in Mu Xiong's body was instantly extinguished the moment he saw Murong, and all that was left was his heartache.

The person she cared about so much was nothing in the eyes of others.

She couldn't bear to make Murong sad, you are just a doctor with no medical ethics, why should Murong be so sad?

Mu Xiong rudely dragged the doctor to Murong, and Murong carefully handed Mu Shao to her.Although this doctor has a problem with medical ethics, he is very skilled in medicine. After a lot of troubles, Mu Shao's condition gradually stabilized, the fever subsided by half, and his body stopped shaking.

Murong's hanging heart finally let go, and he took a long breath.

Mu Xiong pressed Murong's shoulders and made Murong sit on a chair beside him. In order not to annoy Murong, she quickly retracted her hands.

You will feel tired if you relax suddenly, Murong sat on the chair and didn't refuse.

Mu Xiong knelt down and grabbed Murong's feet to look carefully, Murong was startled, and flinched reflexively, she thought Mu Xiong was going to get nervous again, and was a little angry.

But Mu Xiong didn't do anything, she took a look and immediately put down Murong's feet gently, turned her head and shouted at the doctor: "Bring some Jinchuang medicine!"

She spoke unceremoniously and even a little domineeringly, but when she turned her head, she looked at Murong with gentle eyes that dripped water: "The sole of your foot was scratched by a small stone, wait a minute, I will give you some medicine."

The tone was so gentle, Murong was taken aback for a moment, a familiar feeling emerged spontaneously, as if they were not in a small medical clinic at this time, but the home they lived in when they first met.

At that time, the relationship between each other was not yet clear, and they both regarded each other as ordinary friends, eating together and doing housework together, and occasionally bickering and quarreling, but most of the quarrels were caused by Murong, the small mouth chattered non-stop like a machine gun, and Mu Xiong just stood on the opposite side with a sullen face, angry in his heart but didn't say a word.

When he fell in love with Mu Xiong, Murong can't remember clearly, but looking back now, those red, black, angry and plain experiences at the beginning have faded to a blurry face under the passage of time, but because of the emotional growth |Run and cast a layer of warm color.

Even quarrels have become memorable memories.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mu Xiong assumed that she agreed, and was secretly happy. He took the ointment from the doctor's hand and poured some on his fingertips.

The redness exposed due to the cracked skin was hidden under the black ash, the mud in the mountains and the black ash of the road covered the entire bottom of Murong's feet, a layer of uneven|convex|uneven, and it rained in the afternoon, so it was easier to get closer. There is an indescribable smell.

Without even frowning, Mu Xiong wiped Murong's feet clean with a damp cloth, and then carefully applied the ointment to the wound on Murong's sole.

During the process of applying the medicine, Murong didn't move, showing a rare meekness and cooperation.

Since the two had a falling out last time, Mu Xiong hadn't been able to get along with Murong Xiang so peacefully for a while. The atmosphere was so beautiful that Mu Xiong couldn't help painting a little slower, a little slower.

Good things are always short-lived, and the ointment is finally finished.Mu Xiong stood up and took off one shoe, bent down to put it on Murong's foot.

Only then did Murong wake up from the memories, hurriedly shrank his feet and jumped to the ground.

"Don't touch the ground, or the medicine will be in vain if your feet get dirty." Mu Xiong quickly pushed Murong back, put on the shoes, and compromised, "Okay, okay, I won't let you wear my shoes, don't move around. "

Murong breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, and then thought of another matter and was slightly worried: "I forgot to put on my shoes when I came here, and I still have to step on the ground with bare feet when I go back."

At this time, Mu Shao's fever has almost subsided. The doctor put Mu Shao in Murong's arms, and gave her some medicines: "The child still has a cough. These two packs are Chinese herbal medicines for coughs. They can be cooked repeatedly. Three times, drink a bowl in the morning and evening, and you will be fine the next day. There is also a pack of antipyretic, you take it and keep it for later use.”

The doctor is a bully, she told Murong to give Mu Xiong a flattering smile immediately.

Mu Xiong took out a few copper coins and put them on the counter. The doctor's eyes lit up, and even his smile became sincere.

Murong sat on the chair and shook her legs, feeling that the ointment should be dry, hugged Mu Shao and was about to go to the ground, but was picked up by Mu Xiong on the way, when she recovered, she found that her body had already flown into the air.

Mu Xiong lowered his head and explained to her: "I'm afraid your feet will be scratched again."

When she said this, her face was always expressionless, but she couldn't hide the secret joy and pride in her eyes that she could finally get in touch with Murong intimately.

"..." Murong finally closed his mouth.

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"It's here." Mu Xiong reluctantly put down Murong.

"En." Murong responded lightly, and got off Mu Xiong's body.

She left in such a hurry that she even forgot to lock the door. The guest room was only a few steps away from the master bedroom. When Murong rushed out, Wang Qi woke up. After chasing after him, the door was wide open, but there was no sign of Murong anywhere. He didn't dare to go far, and was afraid that Murong would not come back in the middle of the night after locking the door, so he sat by the window and waited.

Seeing them returning safely, Wang Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the door for Murong: "Where did you go so late?"

"Shao'er suddenly had a high fever, so I took her to the doctor's office to find a doctor." Murong explained briefly, then handed Mu Shao to Wang Qi, "Shao'er fell asleep after drinking the medicine, please help me put her away." to bed."

Wang Qi saw Mu Xiong standing silently behind Murong, took Mu Shao with discernment, didn't ask any more questions, and closed the door considerately when he left.

Now only Murong and Mu Xiong were left, the two stood facing each other, neither of them spoke, the air was silent, only the rustling of the leaves being blown by the wind could be heard.

Murong stared at the dark woods in the distance for a while, then raised his head to meet Mu Xiong's gaze, as if he had finally made up his mind.

Mu Xiong had a strong premonition, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he looked at Murong expectantly.She saved Mu Shao, could this credit offset some of the mistakes she made, would Murong be grateful for this and forgive her?

Murong opened his mouth and said, "Where did you get the money?"

"..." What he heard was far from what he imagined, and Mu Xiong was stunned for several seconds.

The money was given to her by the veiled woman when she was in the inn. Murong hated the veiled woman so much, it was hard for her to regain some of Murong's goodwill. If she told the truth, would that goodwill disappear again?

Mu Xiong's first reaction was to keep it secret, but the answer was too obvious, even if she didn't say it with Murong's intelligence, she would definitely guess it. If she didn't say it, it might leave a worse impression on Murong.

Mu Xiong weighed it, and finally said honestly: "She gave it."

Murong nodded with a flat expression. In fact, what she wanted to ask was not this sentence, but for some reason, it became another question as soon as she asked.

But everything is difficult at the beginning, with one, the next two will not be so difficult.

Murong was silent for a long time, but Mu Xiong didn't feel impatient, she looked at Murong quietly.Murong saw his own figure from those amber eyes, so serious and so focused, as if no matter how much time passes and no matter what happens, this person will always follow him firmly.

Murong's heart moved, and he blurted out the words that he couldn't hold back for a long time before: "It's getting dark, come in and sleep."

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