Chapter 286 Ruan Bai, If only you were always this good...
Mu Shaoling turned around and wanted to go outside to smoke a cigarette to relieve his irritable mood.
But just as he was about to walk to the door, a delicate but pale hand quietly grabbed the corner of his clothes.
He turned around and saw Ruan Bai looking up at him with tears on his face, begging him pitifully: "Shaoling, please, don't leave."
Seeing her squatting there like an abandoned cat, Mu Shaoling's heart instantly softened.
The smell of disinfectant in the hospital made Ruan Bai want to vomit, and the needle in the nurse's hand made her feel inexplicably panicked.
There were too many things in her heart, and she didn't dare to recall them. The pain of those things that had passed away still left her with lingering fears.
Ruan Bai's fingers trembled, and he tightly pulled one of Mu Shaoling's fingers, for fear that he would leave her alone in this place that gave her nightmares.
She threw herself into his arms, and the expression on her face was one of vulnerability that Mu Shaoling had never seen before.
Ruan Bai is so afraid of injections. Such an abnormality is nothing to a child. But to an adult, there must be something hidden behind her that he ignores.
He must find out later, Mu Shaoling thought.
He picked up Ruan Bai and saw her stroking her belly with her hands. He knew that the corner of the table must have hurt her.
At this moment, he somewhat regretted what he had done.
He really shouldn't treat her with that arrogant attitude.
Ruan Bai felt more at ease in Mu Shaoling's arms. She hugged his neck tightly with her hands, as if he was her only support. His arms were more like a safe haven to protect her from the wind and rain, allowing her to
Forget those bad memories for now.
Mu Shaoling hugged her tightly, wrapped her little hand in his big palm, and said in a coaxing tone: "Don't be afraid, how about we go to another hospital."
Ruan Bai shook his head firmly and said seriously and eagerly: "I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to go home."
The hospital is the two points connecting life and death. Fresh lives are born here, and fragile lives end here.
The sharp needles that Ruan Bai is afraid of exist here, and his father died of illness here. Ruan Bai has a strong feeling of rejection towards the hospital.
Mu Shaoling's deep eyes were full of complexity without any trace: "Okay, let's go home."
As if afraid that he would regret it, Ruan Bai kept holding on to his sleeve tightly, even keeping his eyes on the man's walking route.
It wasn't until the cold wind at the entrance of the hospital blew onto her face, and she felt the biting coldness, that her grip on him relaxed slightly.
Mu Shaoling carried her towards the parking lot and found that her hold on his neck had loosened a lot.
He looked down and realized that Ruan Bai had fallen asleep unconsciously.
Mu Shaoling kissed her on the forehead.
He gently put her into the car.
The black Land Rover almost blended into the night, speeding towards the road back.
Mu Shaoling did not take her to another hospital, but went directly back to his villa and called the Mu family's private doctor on the way.
Si Yao had just completed two emergency surgeries when he was called by Mu Shaoling's serial life-threatening calls.
Both patients were well-known figures in politics and business, so he had to work hard to deal with them.
Because the two operations were not long apart, they lasted almost a day and night. Si Yao, who finally successfully completed the operation, finally returned home to wash up and rest. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he received an urgent call from Mu Shaoling.
He thought Mu Shaoling was seriously injured and was going to die, so he was so frightened that he quickly drove the car to the top speed and rushed to the address he sent.
As a result, when he arrived at his destination, he discovered that he had been deceived and was actually asked to cure a common cold for a little girl. This made Si Yao so angry that he almost threw up his sleeves and quit the job.
Think of him as a dignified postdoctoral fellow in the Department of Medicine at Harvard University. All the people he treats are dignitaries. His time is precious, okay? Every minute is money, okay?
To actually diagnose and treat a little girl with no serious problem, she is really overqualified and underqualified.
But looking at Mu Shaoling's gloomy handsome face that could drip water, Si Yao was angry and did not dare to express it. He could only complain quietly in his heart. Mu Shaoling was really getting better and better at taking advantage of people.
"It's just a common cold. It's nothing. Since she's afraid of injections, I'll prescribe her some granular medicine and just rinse it with boiling water. I'll make sure she's cured by the medicine. In addition, I put a patch on her sprained ankle."
Pain-relieving plaster, rest for a few days and I'll keep her alive and kicking."
Si Yao took care of the wound on Ruan Bai's ankle, looked at her pale but still innocent little face, and said: "Master Mu, you have not been involved in sex in the past few years, but you are addicted to playing with women.
?Look at the hickeys on this girl’s neck. It’s obvious that they were made roughly by a man. If you play so violently, you will scare that little girl away.”
Mu Shaoling was sitting on Ruan Bai's bedside, gazing tenderly at her sleeping face.
However, when he looked at his superior Yao, his eyes became gloomy: "You don't want your eyeballs anymore? Where are you looking!"
Si Yao choked at his threat. He rubbed her swollen ankle and gave Mu Shaoling an example: "You'd better rub the lump here for her every day. I'll leave a bottle of safflower oil for you later.
Coupled with five to ten minutes of massage in the morning and evening, it can help her reduce swelling."
In his sleep, Ruan Bai was hurt by Si Yao's movements. His legs involuntarily retracted back, and his tightly closed lips unconsciously uttered: "It hurts..."
The woman's vague voice, with a bit of ambiguity, made Mu Shaoling's Adam's apple roll a few times.
Seeing Si Yao staring at him with interest, Mu Shaoling slapped his hand away with a gloomy look on his face: "Tired of living? Don't touch my woman."
Si Yao curled his lips and said, "Are you trying to burn bridges after taking advantage of this? How come I, an internationally renowned doctor, have made friends with a profiteer like you? What a miscalculation."
Although he said this, Si Yao still took out a bottle of safflower oil from his bag and handed it to Mu Shaoling: "This safflower oil is newly researched by me. Its swelling effect is not that good. Don't forget.
I have to pay today’s consultation fee to my card, my time is very precious.”
Mu Shaoling took the safflower oil and said unceremoniously: "Keep the medicine, you can get out now."
Si Yao, who was used to his weird temper, was not angry and insulted him again. Seeing that it was getting late, he explained a few more words to Mu Shaoling and then left.
Ruan Bai, who was asleep, was extremely well-behaved.
The girl's thin body was huddled in the duvet, and the thick quilt covered her body, making her presence almost invisible.
Mu Shaoling's cool hand touched her somewhat hot skin, and he felt that her high fever seemed to have subsided a lot, and her frown relaxed a little...
He took off his clothes and got on the bed, holding her in his arms.
Ruan Bai's hot body was in close contact with his somewhat cold body. The two of them were naked and entwined together, so comfortable that Mu Shaoling really wanted to take her directly.
But seeing her sickly appearance, Mu Shaoling finally resisted his strong desire and gently kissed her tender face.
