After being locked up in a mental hospital, she married a wealthy heir in a flash

"Xinxin, I may ask you to accompany me to Mu's house tomorrow to give Young Master Mu an injection."

Shen Xin nodded, it's not difficult to help her give Young Master Mu an injection, the difficulty is her arm, how should she help her recover.

"Sister, let me help you click to see."

"Well, thank you."

Shen Xin pressed Shen Zheng's arm for a while, and then Shen Zheng felt better.

Coming out of Shen Zheng's bedroom, Shen Xin happened to see Xiao Xing sneaking out with a box of snacks.

Her complexion sank, she said to the little guy, "Stop!"

Xiaoxing stopped walking, turned around and smiled at her: "Auntie, I'm going to deliver some snacks to Uncle Mu, do you want to go with me?"

"Uncle Mu has a cough and can't eat snacks."

"Ah? What can Uncle Mu eat?"

"Can take medicine."

Shen Xin ordered: "Put down the snacks for me, and hide on the bed to sleep."

Cautiously raised his mouth, he said "oh" obediently, put down his snacks and went back to the house.

After driving Xiaoxing into the house, Shen Xin went to the balcony and looked down, and found that the lights in Mu Xichen's house were indeed on.

She shamelessly took the traditional Chinese medicine and came to Mu Xichen's house instead of Xiaoxing.

Mu Xichen opened the door, and when he saw her, he asked, "Don't you have the password?"

"It's not good to enter someone's house casually." She said seriously.

Mu Xichen hooked the corners of his lips, turned around and sat down behind the desk.

Shen Xin followed in and said, "I brought you the traditional Chinese medicine for cough, let's put it in the pot and boil it for you first."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Mu Xichen didn't seem to appreciate it, and he didn't believe that Chinese medicine could make his cough better.

Shen Xin didn't listen to him, she went to the kitchen and put the traditional Chinese medicine into the medicine pot and boiled it.

Then he walked up to him and looked at him: "I don't think Mr. Mu's complexion is very good. Could it be that he has a fever?"

"No."

Shen Xin stretched out her palm to caress his forehead: "He obviously has a fever."

She didn't believe that he didn't even know he had a fever.

"Mr. Mu doesn't even admit that he has a fever, so he must not have taken antipyretics, right?"

Mu Xichen turned on the computer, and the blue computer light refracted on his face, making his already delicate facial features more profound and three-dimensional.

While typing on the keyboard with his fingers, he said calmly: "Fever is not a serious illness, it will pass after a while."

"What if you have a high fever?"

"Can't you have a high fever?"

"A high fever can easily burn out the brain." Shen Xin threatened solemnly: "Mr. Mu, isn't he worried that he will burn himself into a fool, that he doesn't even know anything about the Mu Group?"

Mu Xichen raised his eyebrows at her slightly: "Why are you so concerned about the Mu Group? You are not Mrs. Mu anymore."

"..."

Shen Xin was speechless.

Mu Xichen lowered his head and said flatly, "Okay, I'm not a child, you can go back."

Now that she knew he had a fever, of course she couldn't ignore it.

She held out her palm to him.

Mu Xichen gave her a puzzled look.

"Give me the treatment fee, and I'll help you reduce the fever."

"..."

"Don't worry, you don't need to take medicine."

Interest flashed in Mu Xichen's deep eyes: "How much."

"Just look at it, I'm not short of money now."

Mu Xichen took out his mobile phone and wanted to transfer money to her.

Shen Xin saw that after he finished typing a 1, he couldn't stop typing 0, so she quickly snatched his mobile phone, deleted the amount, changed it to 200 yuan, and handed it back to him.

"I said that I am not short of money now, this is the market price."

Mu Xichen was not polite to her and entered the password.

Anyway, it takes time to cook the medicine, Shen Xin chose to massage him to reduce the fever, and let him lie on the sofa.

She took off his coat, revealing the white shirt underneath.

The white shirt didn't prevent her from giving him a massage.

She started pressing from the head first, then the neck, shoulders, lumbar spine...

Mu Chen has experienced her massage technique for a long time. After not pressing it for so long, the technique is still the same, and it is so comfortable that it makes people drowsy.

Shen Xin originally followed the rules, but gradually she became dishonest, especially when her palm moved towards his lower back, the original dream that was more real than reality echoed repeatedly in her mind.

In the dream, Mu Xichen had just finished taking a shower and was wrapped in a white bath towel. When he turned around, he revealed the tattoo of the inverted cross on his back...

He stopped her when she tried to lift his clothes to find out.

Haven't had a chance to check it out these days.

Finally, the opportunity came.

She stole a glance at his side face with eyes closed.

Calmly, he moved his hands to the hem of her shirt, reaching up bit by bit.

Just as he was about to open it, he grabbed his wrist.

"..." She froze in embarrassment, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Mu, I just feel that I can't use my clothes through the clothes. Why don't you take off your shirt."

Mu Xichen turned over to face her.

"Miss Shen keeps saying that she is not short of money, so this is what she wants?"

"……what?"

"You should know that I have always been the most disgusted by the behavior of molesting patients."

He called what she did just now as molesting a patient?

Shen Xin instantly felt that she couldn't explain clearly.

"I..." She said truthfully, "I just want to know if Mr. Mu has a tattoo on his back."

"That's what I said last time."

Shen Xin stared at her: "Miss Shen doesn't even plan to change the reason?"

"I didn't make up a reason."

Shen Xin looked at his cool and handsome face, and said: "You just need to tell me if you have any tattoos on your back. I promise I won't be obscene in the future, no, peek at you."

Mu Xichen sat up from the sofa: "You asked last time."

He rarely lied.

Unless you encounter such a thing that will lose your face.

Especially losing face in front of a woman I care a little about.

"Really?" Shen Xin asked.

When she asked him last time, he said no.

"Don't look at me that way."

Mu Xichen pretended to be sullen: "Your medicine is burnt."

Shen Xin hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.

There is obviously a lot of water in the medicine pot.

When she returned to the living room, Mu Xichen had already tied up his shirt, and returned to his ascetic and cold appearance.

He glanced at her, took out a cigarette from under the coffee table and lit it.

Shen Xin went up and took the cigarette out from his fingertips: "I've coughed up like this, are you still smoking?"

Mu Xichen glanced at the empty fingers.

Looking up at her: "In what capacity do you control me?"

"..."

Shen had a thought: "I am your attending doctor now."

She put the cigarette on the table and said to him, "I haven't finished pressing it just now, let me continue pressing it for you."

Seeing him raise his eyebrows in displeasure, she added: "Don't worry, I promise not to molest Mr. Mu this time."

He has twice denied that he has tattoos on his body, so she doesn't need to go see it.

It should be said that there is no need to cling to that unrealistic hope any longer.

How could he be the duck that night?