After He Chao sent his parents home, he immediately drove to Yuzun Manor.

At this time, Butler Wu was standing at the top of the stairs looking at the second floor. Today is the young master's birthday, and it is also the anniversary of the death of the master and his wife. In the past twelve years, every day today, the young master always goes to pay homage to the master and his wife early in the morning.

No change despite the storm.

It's almost ten o'clock now, and the young master hasn't gotten up yet. Should he go upstairs and call the young master?

When Butler Wu was in a dilemma, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside the door. When he turned around, he saw He Chao walking in in a hurry, "Steward Wu, where is Mr. Fu?"

Butler Wu said: "Young master and little Mu Xing haven't gotten up yet."

"I'm going to see Mr. Fu."

He Chao walked past Butler Wu and stepped onto the stairs.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Butler Wu thought he had something urgent to do with the young master, so he didn't stop him and followed him upstairs.

Arriving at the door of the master bedroom, He Chao raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Mr. Fu."

No one answered, and after waiting for several minutes, there was still no movement inside.

Butler Wu couldn't help but feel a little strange. The young master always slept very lightly and would be awakened by the slightest movement. Why didn't he respond today?

He Chao directly grabbed the door handle and twisted it. The door was not locked, so he pushed it open.

The man was lying on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes closed, the curtains were not closed, and the gloomy light shone on his handsome three-dimensional face, showing a frightening paleness.

"Mr. Fu?"

He Chao walked in quickly, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. The closer he got to the man, the stronger the smell of blood became.

He immediately realized something was wrong, and when he walked up to the man, he discovered that he had a pen stuck in his thigh, piercing his trousers, and the pen was inserted half way through.

The blood slowly gathered at the top of the pen, condensed into a large dark red blood droplet, and fell into the pool of blood under his legs, making a "tick" sound.

He Chao immediately leaned down and checked his vital signs and injuries.

Butler Wu was startled by the sight in front of him. He looked at the man's face as pale as paper and clasped his hands tightly together.

He always thought that the young master and little Muxing were still sleeping, but little Muxing disappeared and the young master was injured and fell into a coma. What on earth was going on?

"Wound infection, high fever, excessive blood loss, Mr. Fu's condition is very bad now. Butler Wu, call Dr. Yu immediately and ask her to send an ambulance."

As a doctor, He Chao treated patients whose lives were hanging by a thread. He often raced against death. Faced with the situation in front of him, his voice remained calm and steady.

Butler Wu was worried and distressed, and his whole heart was hanging in the air. The young master was everything to him.

Hearing He Chao's words, he called Yu Rong with trembling hands, but the other party's phone was turned off. He immediately called another doctor.

Soon, the ambulance arrived and took Fu Lingxiao to the medical building.

On the way, the doctor who came to pick him up told Butler Wu that Yu Rong hurried back last night because of an emergency at home, and asked him to ask Mr. Fu for leave.

Yu Rong was not here. Although everyone in the medical team was carefully selected, Butler Wu still felt uneasy and asked He Chao to help Fu Lingxiao treat his wounds.

The unconscious man was pushed into the operating room. He Chao was wearing a surgical suit, and his gloved hand held the pen inserted deep into the man's leg. The moment he pulled it out, a stream of black blood spurted out, and on the green

The sterile cloth left a patch of black blood.

The depth of the leg wound has been stained black by the ink of the pen.

He Chao performed the debridement surgery with quick movements, and the unconscious man suddenly wriggled his thin lips: "Xing'er, don't go..."

He frowned in pain, and his weak voice was full of pleading.

This man had always been aloof and looked down upon everything. It was the first time He Chao saw him looking so fragile and helpless. His hand holding the tweezers paused slightly, and then he thought of Mu Xing's words that she had hypnotized Fu Lingxiao.

He had a high fever and was in coma, but he still called Mu Xing.

Is it because hypnosis failed? Or is it the last remnant of memory?

The man murmured, and then stopped moving.

He Chao continued, cleaning the wound, suturing and bandaging it, and then injected him with an antipyretic injection. When the fever subsided, he just pushed the person out and sent him to the ward.

Seeing that his young master was fine for the time being, Butler Wu was slightly relieved and hurriedly asked He Chao: "Doctor He, where did little Mu Xing go?"

He Chaodao: "She's gone."

Butler Wu was stunned. Baby Mu Xing is gone?

She was fine yesterday, why did she leave suddenly? When did she leave?

Suddenly remembering what Xiao Muxing told him last night, he realized that it was Xiao Muxing saying goodbye to him.

"Where did Little Mu Xing go? When will she come back?"

Butler Wu asked eagerly.

He Chao shook his head, "I only said that she went to find her master. I don't know where she went or when she would come back."

Butler Wu frowned with a solemn expression, and after a while he suddenly relaxed, "It's okay, the young master has people all over the world, it shouldn't be difficult to find Xiao Mu Xing, just wait until the young master wakes up."

He was afraid that little Muxing would meet bad people. Their little Muxing was so beautiful and cute that he was so eye-catching!

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Late at night, Fu Lingxiao woke up from a coma.

My mind was so dizzy that I felt like I had been having a long dream.

"Xing'er..."

He turned to look at the bedside, but his star was not there.

So, it was not a dream, his star really left, leaving him cruelly and not wanting him anymore.

Butler Wu, who was guarding the bedside, looked happy when he saw him waking up, "Master, you're awake!"

Dr. He said that the pen was only a few millimeters away from the aorta in the leg. He still feels scared when he thinks about it now.

Fu Lingxiao's face turned pale, he sat up with his arms propped up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me the phone."

Butler Wu took out his cell phone and handed it over, saying, "Master, do you want to call Xiao Mu Xing? I have called more than a dozen times, and she is all turned off."

Fu Lingxiao frowned slightly and did not answer the phone. "Go to the study and bring me the computer."

Butler Wu knew that the young master wanted to find Xiao Mu Xing in other ways, so he replied "Okay" and ran out of the ward. He ran to talk to He Chao first, and then returned to the villa.

He Chao never left, sitting in the office to rest. When he learned that Fu Lingxiao was awake, he immediately came to the ward.

Fu Lingxiao raised his eyes and looked at He Chao, "Do you know where Mu Xing went?"

I still remember that Mu Xing was not successfully hypnotized.

"I also want to ask Mr. Fu why Mu Xing left."

He Chao walked to the end of the bed and stood still, looking at the man on the bed, with a cold look on his warm brows, "When I handed Mu Xing over to you, you told me, 'Don't worry'.

I believe in your promise and that you will take good care of Mu Xing. I will help you plead with my father to terminate the engagement between Mu Xing and me so that you can be together without any obstacles.
Chapter completed!