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Under the dim light, Fu Yuezhi's expression was hidden in the shadows, his expression dark and unclear.

Young Master Chen Er had already been taken away.

Boss Jin Hou was standing aside, trembling with fear and not daring to say a word.

The third master sat here and pondered for a long time. Although he said nothing, the aura exuding from his body was undoubtedly that he was really angry.

Fu Yue's jaw muscles tensed and then gradually relaxed.

Nowadays, there are domestic and foreign troubles, and he, Fu Yuezhi, wants to rely on industry to prosper the country, but there are always some silverfish in his eyes who only see silver and banknotes.

It took three years to prepare for the International Anti-Smoking Conference, and now it has only been more than a month.

These people couldn't help but take action.

Chief of Staff Bai, a member of the Bai family, seems to be reluctant to let go of the opium business.

Fu Yuezhi was working hard to ban smoking in several major chambers of commerce. Not many people knew about this matter, but it seemed that someone had leaked the information.

Fu Yuezhi rubbed his forehead, feeling that there was anger in his heart with nowhere to vent, and he felt drowsy between his brows and eyes.

Seeing that it was getting late, Rong Cheng whispered: "Third Master, it's raining outside, should we still go to Paramount?"

Fu Yuezhi became a little irritable, "I'm not going, go back to Bailu Mansion."

After saying that, he stood up immediately.

Boss Jin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was not responsible for his unfavorable performance. He took an umbrella from the boy and hurriedly sent the third master out.

The spring is cold and the night is dark. There are only a few street lights on the street and not a trace of people. The rain is not heavy, but a steady patter.

When they arrived at the door, Boss Jin quickly opened the umbrella in order to please him, but he was not familiar with the tricks of the umbrella. Fu Yuezhi had just taken two steps when the umbrella above his head suddenly closed, and some raindrops fell on him, but not much. It's also chilly.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Third Master!" Boss Jin hurriedly opened the umbrella again.

Rongcheng said "tsk".

He took the umbrella, opened it quickly, and protected Fu Yuezhi into the car.

The entire journey was speechless.

Fu Yuezhi looked at the Bailu Mansion without any lights and sighed in his heart.

He groped his way upstairs and lay down in the guest room next to Wen Xi's master bedroom.

After he calmed down, the events of the past few days kept flashing through his mind. Normally, he wouldn't think of it as anything, but at this time, recalling each and every one of them made him breathless.

Slowly, he felt his head feel a little heavy. He touched his forehead and found that it was indeed getting hot again.

"Rongcheng." He called softly.

Rongcheng at the door responded.

"Go and call Dr. Lin over." Rong Cheng heard the instructions and hurried to the small foreign-style building next door.

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Wen Xi was nestled in the bed, sleeping very comfortably in her sleep. Suddenly, a clanging sound woke her up. Wen Xi turned on the bedside lamp and heard someone moving outside the door.

Didn't Fu Yuezhi say he wouldn't come back? The hands of the clock on the bedside bed already pointed to 3 o'clock in the morning.

Why come back at this time? What went wrong?

"Master, Fu Yuezhi just went to interrogate the murderer..." Ling Lingqi briefly introduced the situation to Wen Xi.

Wen Xi expressed her understanding, thought about it, put on a coat, and opened the door.

Aunt Xiang waited anxiously at the door and looked at Wen Xi. Why did the two newlyweds sleep in separate rooms? The third young master didn't come back until midnight, thinking something big had happened.

Wen Xi comforted Aunt Xiang and asked her to go back to bed first. Aunt Xiang went downstairs hesitantly.

Rong Cheng, who was guarding the door next door, saw that it was Wen Xi, lowered his head and said, "Third Young Mistress."

"Where is Fu Yuezhi? What's going on now?" Wen Xi asked while covering her mouth and yawning.

"The young master has a fever, and the wound seems to be infected. He just went to see Dr. Lin, who is not next door."

Wen Xi nodded, "I'll go take a look."

Rongcheng looked like he wanted to stop her but couldn't because of her status.

"Miss Bai has brought some medicines and is here first. No need to trouble you."

It seemed like her going in would cause any harm to his third master.

Wen Xi rubbed her temples, which were throbbing from waking up, and refused to argue with him: "Okay, then I'll go back."

A voice sounded in the room.

"Let her in."

Rongcheng had no choice but to open the door with a frown.

Wen Xi turned around and walked into the guest room.

Fu Yuezhi lay on his back on the bed, his forearms resting on his forehead, looking exhausted.

Miss Bai was fiddling with the utensils in the medicine tray, and she was so busy that she seemed at a loss what to do.

Seeing this, Wen Xi rolled up her sleeves, found a pen from Fu Yuezhi's bedside table, pulled up her hair, and took the hand, "I'll do it."

A trace of doubt flashed in Miss Bai's eyes, "I'm sorry, I only treated my husband before, so these things are not very useful, but Miss Wen, have you ever studied medicine?"

Wen Xi nodded: "I learned it." But not in this world.

Miss Bai was a little unbelievable.

Fu Yuezhi, who was standing aside, glanced sideways at her, with an inquiring look in his eyes. However, due to the presence of Miss Bai, he did not ask.

Wen Xi looked at it and saw that there were clean gauze, hemostats, scalpels, alcohol, iodine, and a syringe in the medicine tray. The most important thing was that Wen Xi also found a penicillin.

Mainly anti-infective drugs are imported from abroad.

"Has Fu Yuezhi used penicillin before? How many times has he used it?"

Wen Xi asked very professionally. Some people are allergic to penicillin. If you have not used it before, you need to do an allergy test.

Miss Bai's eyes lit up, and she could understand imported medicines, which showed that Miss Wen indeed knew medical skills.

"I've used it three times before." Fu Yuezhi said calmly while lying on the bed.

Wen Xi nodded: "Okay."

At this time, Wen Xi found a fabric mask, put it on, and began to direct Fu Yuezhi.

"Take off your top."

Miss Bai was a little shy and uneasy. Seeing that she couldn't help, she said, "I'm going out first. Call me if you need anything."

After that, the person had already left the door and carefully closed the door.

Wen Xi took off the quilt on the bed and saw that Fu Yuezhi had taken off all his clothes while supporting his body.

There were several rolls of gauze wrapped around his waist, and the original gunshot wound had not fully healed.

Wen Xi carefully removed the gauze from the wound. Under the dim light, Fu Yuezhi's expression softened a lot.

It could be seen that she got up in a hurry. She wore a silk nightgown under her light coat. Her hair was gathered up by a pen, and some hair strands were scattered, revealing her fair neck.

"Where did Dr. Lin go?" Wen Xi saw that the atmosphere was too dull, so she moved her hands to find a topic to talk about.

"Ren'ai Hospital temporarily found someone to call him back, saying he was a seriously ill patient."

After Wen Xi removed the gauze, she discovered that the wound was half healed, but some pus oozed out from the middle.

"Dr. Lin should have told you not to touch this wound with water." Wen Xi continued calmly.

Fu Yuezhi smiled awkwardly: "I definitely didn't touch the water. I just took a quick shower."

Wen Xi raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

Use gauze dipped in iodine to wipe away the pus that leaked out, then press the wound to squeeze out the pus inside.

Go back and forth several times.

Fu Yue groaned in pain.

Finally, the wound was tightly wrapped with clean gauze. As Wen Xi wrapped the gauze, he noticed that Fu Yuezhi's muscles, which were tense due to pain, had clear texture and were very well-proportioned. They were extremely pleasing to the eye. Wen Xi looked at them a few more times. Eye.

I don't know if it was because the wound was treated, but Fu Yuezhi started to laugh in a mood: "Does it look good?"

he asked in a low voice.