The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Mu Chenbi stared nervously, and couldn't help but roared, "Can you lighten it?!"

The doctor was taken aback, and said tremblingly: "This young lady's bones are misplaced, and she needs to be corrected first."

Mu Chenbi raised his brows: "How to break? Just break like this?"

The doctor nodded.

Mu Chenbi asked, "Is there any way to avoid pain."

The doctor shook his head and said, "In fact, this pain is only a moment, as long as you bear it for a while."

Mu Chenbi stepped forward to Yun Ci, bent down slightly, looked at Yun Ci with a pair of eyes that were so tender that water was about to drip out, and said: "It might be a little painful, is it okay?"

Yunci ignored Mu Shenbi.

Mu Chenbi motioned the doctor to start with his eyes.

The doctor grabbed Yunci's wrist and pressed the bones of her wrist.

The pain made Yun Ci's pale face even more fragile, as if he might fall down at any time.

Seeing Yunci almost biting his lips, Mu Chenbi stretched out a hand toward Yunci: "Aci, bite me if it hurts."

Yun Ci twisted the beginning and looked to the other side, even though Mu Chenbi's hand was still frozen in the air.

Finding the place where the bone was misplaced, the doctor grabbed Yunci's wrist and pulled it aside, only to hear the bone click.

Yun Ci trembled with pain in an instant, his body was a little unsupported, and he fell to the side. Mu Chenbi took her shoulders in time and hugged her into his arms.

Looking at the person in his arms, his face was pale, his forehead was already oozing a layer of cold sweat, his head was drooping feebly, and he was already weak enough to pass out.

The doctor bandaged Yunci's wrists, and said: "It's a hundred days of injuries and bones. It's better not to use this hand during this time."

After the doctor left, Mu Chenbi put Yunci down on the bed, trying to touch her injured wrist, but for fear of hurting her, he had to retract his hand, leaned down, stared at her with burning eyes, and asked softly: " Are you hungry? Want to sleep or eat first?"

Yun Ci lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with only a pair of hollow eyes, without any expression on his pale face, as if turning a deaf ear to Mu Chenbi's words.

Mu Chenbi's eyes dimmed, and immediately afterwards, he said: "Let's eat something first, you haven't eaten for several days."

Ten minutes later, a servant brought a bowl of hot porridge.

Mu Chenbi lifted Yunci up from the bed, took the porridge, scooped a spoon, and carefully placed it on his lips to cool it off.

"Your hands are inconvenient, can I feed you?"

Mu Chenbi handed the spoon to Yun Ci, like coaxing a child: "Ah...open your mouth."

Yun Ci tilted his head and didn't move.

Mu Chenbi said with great patience: "You haven't eaten for a few days. You should drink some porridge first, otherwise the stomach will not be able to stand it. This is fish porridge. It tastes very good. You can try it. Or if you have You can tell me anything else you want to eat."

Yunci still did not give him any response.

Mu Chenbi took a deep breath, put the porridge down, and stretched out a hand, not daring to touch Yunci's wrist, so he gently grabbed Yunci's sleeves, lowered his head, almost speaking in an imploring tone. : "Aci, can you take care of me?"

Yun Ci frowned, and finally turned his eyes to look at Mu Chenbi, his voice weak and hoarse: "What do you want to do?"

Her questioning words, like a sharp blade, stung Mu Chenbi's heart.

Mu Chenbi held Yun Ci's shoulders tightly, and said with a sincere expression: "A Ci, I don't want to do anything to you, I just want to make up for you."