350. Chapter 350 The movements are slow and gentle
He took a deep breath, then turned around and asked Yang Mufan: "Young Master, Miss Mu is fine now, so can we..."
"Get out of here!" Before the doctor could finish speaking, Yang Mufan had already gritted his teeth and roared.
The tone is scary, bad and vulgar, but the doctors and nurses seem to have received an amnesty order. Their movements are smooth and they can leave within 3 seconds with a "hula". They will never delay until 3.0000000000... 1 second before leaving.
.
Seeing the doctors and nurses leaving like a whirlwind in the blink of an eye, with an exaggerated amount of dust rising up behind them, Mrs. De and the little maid who stayed in the room to help, were so shocked that their eyes almost dropped to the floor.
.
They never imagined that people could run so fast.
Sure enough, human potential is immeasurable.
Yang Mufan stared coldly at the half-opened door. After a moment of silence, he coldly said to Mrs. De: "You guys should go out too."
"..." Sister-in-law De frowned, worried that Yang Mufan would catch a cold because she had been wearing wet clothes. She wanted to remind him again, but she was afraid of angering him. In the end, she could only nod respectfully, "Yes!!"
Then he led the maid and carefully exited the master bedroom.
The moment the door closed gently, I sat on the sofa, admiring Fan motionlessly, and finally made a new move.
He stood up and walked lightly to the big bed. His eyes as dark as a pool of water stared straight at the woman lying on the bed, her face so pale that there was no color at all. He gritted his teeth.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing's face was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, and there were still blood stains and dirt on her hands, neck and other parts, Yang Mufan turned around and walked directly to the bathroom without hesitation.
When he came out again, he held a basin of lukewarm water and a soft and comfortable towel in his hands.
Kneeling on one knee on the white plush carpet beside the bed, Yang Mufan patiently and carefully helped Mu Wanqing wipe the sweat and dirt from her skin, bit by bit, with gentle and gentle movements, and was extremely careful.
After helping her clean up, Yang Mufan still did not change clothes. Instead, he kept kneeling on one knee and stared at the sleeping woman for a long time.
His deep eyes, reflected in the dim light, were so gentle that they almost shed water.
At this moment, except for her face being a little pale, her expression was exactly the same as when she was asleep.
Breathe slowly and evenly.
Sleeping, peaceful and beautiful.
Her lips were pouting and would move cutely from time to time.
Yang Mufan was in a daze. It seemed that even now, he still couldn't believe that Mu Wanqing would come back to him. If she hadn't really been lying in front of him, he would have thought that he drank too much.
Under the stimulation of alcohol, he had hallucinations...
From his angle, he could just see the tattoo on the left back of her neck.
Yang Mufan stood up slightly, reached out and turned her face away to the right, and then he lowered his head to kiss the hideous scar hidden under the tattoo on the back of her neck...
After helping her tuck the quilt in, Yang Mufan was about to get up and take a shower. Suddenly, he accidentally glanced at the bullet that the doctor had left on the bedside table and had forgotten to take away.
He could clearly see that the end of the bullet case was engraved with a capital letter "a". Under the bright red blood, the letter burst out with bursts of refreshing murderous breath...
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Will be updated at midnight. Thank you for subscribing. Hey! He took a deep breath, then turned around and asked Yang Mufan: "Young Master, Miss Mu is fine now, so can we..."
"Get out of here!" Before the doctor could finish speaking, Yang Mufan had already gritted his teeth and roared.
The tone is scary, bad and vulgar, but the doctors and nurses seem to have received an amnesty order. Their movements are smooth and they can leave within 3 seconds with a "hula". They will never delay until 3.0000000000... 1 second before leaving.
.
Seeing the doctors and nurses leaving like a whirlwind in the blink of an eye, with an exaggerated amount of dust rising up behind them, Mrs. De and the little maid who stayed in the room to help, were so shocked that their eyes almost dropped to the floor.
.
They never imagined that people could run so fast.
Sure enough, human potential is immeasurable.
Yang Mufan stared coldly at the half-opened door. After a moment of silence, he coldly said to Mrs. De: "You guys should go out too."
"..." Sister-in-law De frowned, worried that Yang Mufan would catch a cold because she had been wearing wet clothes. She wanted to remind him again, but she was afraid of angering him. In the end, she could only nod respectfully, "Yes!!"
Then he led the maid and carefully exited the master bedroom.
The moment the door closed gently, I sat on the sofa, admiring Fan motionlessly, and finally made a new move.
He stood up and walked lightly to the big bed. His eyes as dark as a pool of water stared straight at the woman lying on the bed, her face so pale that there was no color at all. He gritted his teeth.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing's face was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, and there were still blood stains and dirt on her hands, neck and other parts, Yang Mufan turned around and walked directly to the bathroom without hesitation.
When he came out again, he held a basin of lukewarm water and a soft and comfortable towel in his hands.
Kneeling on one knee on the white plush carpet beside the bed, Yang Mufan patiently and carefully helped Mu Wanqing wipe the sweat and dirt from her skin, bit by bit, with gentle and gentle movements, and was extremely careful.
After helping her clean up, Yang Mufan still did not change clothes. Instead, he kept kneeling on one knee and stared at the sleeping woman for a long time.
His deep eyes, reflected in the dim light, were so gentle that they almost shed water.
At this moment, except for her face being a little pale, her expression was exactly the same as when she was asleep.
Breathe slowly and evenly.
Sleeping, peaceful and beautiful.
Her lips were pouting and would move cutely from time to time.
Yang Mufan was in a daze. It seemed that even now, he still couldn't believe that Mu Wanqing would come back to him. If she hadn't really been lying in front of him, he would have thought that he drank too much.
Under the stimulation of alcohol, he had hallucinations...
From his angle, he could just see the tattoo on the left back of her neck.
Yang Mufan stood up slightly, reached out and turned her face away to the right, and then he lowered his head to kiss the hideous scar hidden under the tattoo on the back of her neck...
After helping her tuck the quilt in, Yang Mufan was about to get up and take a shower. Suddenly, he accidentally glanced at the bullet that the doctor had left on the bedside table and had forgotten to take away.
He could clearly see that the end of the bullet case was engraved with a capital letter "a". Under the bright red blood, the letter burst out with bursts of refreshing murderous breath...
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