"Zhixin!" Xue Muhan, who was in a coma, was suddenly awakened from his sleep. The wound on his back made him frown in pain from the large movement.
"Young...Master."
"Zhixin, are you okay? Tell the young master, have they hurt you, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?" Xue Muhan looked at Zhixin nervously, and Zhixin was stunned by the worry in his eyes.
"I...I'm fine."
"Is it really okay?"
Without speaking, Zhixin just shook her head at him.
"Master." Zhixin pursed her lower lip tightly and said with a frown, "Thank you for saving me."
"Huo Zhixin!" Xue Muhan frowned in displeasure at Zhixin's words, "You belong to the young master. No one in this world is allowed to bully you except the young master and me. Do you hear me? So, you don't
You need to tell me thank you."
Xue Muhan's words made Zhixin feel warm in her heart. She never thought that someone would be willing to protect her like this at this time.
"Yes, I heard it, young master." Zhixin's eyes heated up slightly, and tears flowed out unexpectedly.
"Okay, you are still crying at such an old age." Xue Muhan reached out and wiped away the tears on Zhixin's face.
Xue Muhan's movements caused a flash of unnaturalness to appear on Zhixin's face, and her heart trembled slightly.
Looking away with a guilty conscience, Zhixin tried hard to find a topic that would not embarrass herself, "It turns out that you bitch is really the young master." After a while, she said this.
"Then are you willing to serve me now?" Seeing the embarrassment on Zhixin's face, Xue Muhan didn't say anything although she felt a little disappointed.
"If I say I don't want to, then can you let someone else take care of you?" Zhixin smiled lightly and narrowed her eyes.
"No!" Xue Muhan flatly refused, "Huo Zhixin, besides you, I don't need anyone to serve me."
"Why are you so domineering!"
"Just because I am the young master!"
"Okay, okay, it's really hard to live under your hands." Reluctantly pursed her lips, Zhixin walked to the table and brought the medicine over, "Uncle Xu said, you
You must take this bowl of medicine as soon as you wake up."
"Yes." With a soft response, Xue Muhan reached out to take the medicine, and he choked after just a few sips. "Ahem..." This violent cough made Xue Muhan's wound hurt badly.