exploitative petting

By filial piety!

Relying on his filial piety, Mu Ci managed to silence those people.

Speaking of this period of filial piety, countless people sighed and praised it, and for a long time, it was spread in the aristocratic circle.

As for the cause of the incident, it is also very simple.When Mu Ci was kneeling for the last half hour, he had a stomach problem and lay down on the ground in pain, dripping with cold sweat and vomiting profusely.

And those spectators commented and made a lot of comments:

"I've seen that the child's complexion is not good. It seems that Mu Lao's death has hit him hard!"

"Yeah, I looked at it, the child knelt from morning to afternoon, and he didn't even drink his saliva during this period."

"Although he is an adopted son, he is really kind-hearted. Mr. Mu has a good eye for people!"

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Hearing everyone's praise, Mu Ci didn't feel any better.He curled up in pain, cold sweat poured down one by one, and retched all the time, he couldn't bear the pain.

"Rui'an, Zhou, Zhou Rui'an!" He yelled twice, then arched his body and vomited while covering his mouth.

Zhou Rui'an was receiving visitors, and when he heard the voice was wrong, he rushed over immediately.He is a tall and strong young man with heroic eyebrows, and he runs like a tiger.Therefore, the guests who came and went saw him running towards him, and all of them automatically moved out of the way.

Zhou Rui'an walked through the crowd, and when he saw his young master lying on the ground, he immediately turned pale.He rushed over, squatted down, picked up Muci and ran upstairs, shouting as he ran, "Mom, mom, hurry up, get the medicine, the young master is sick."

Soon, the footsteps went up the stairs.

Mother Zhou trotted in with medicine and water: "Here, hurry up, give the young master the medicine."

Zhou Rui'an fed the medicine in a hurry, but Muci couldn't take it, so he vomited it out after a while.He was retching, his face turned pale from vomiting, blue in the white, and tears and snot flowed out.

When Zhou's mother saw it, she was so scared that she looked for a landline in the bedroom, and underestimated: "No, it's too serious, I have to call Dr. He quickly. Oh, no, Dr. He's daughter got married and asked for leave early. How can this be?" Is good?"

When Zhou Rui'an heard this, he was anxious and angry, and couldn't help shouting: "What did you do earlier? I told you to keep an eye on it, watch it, where did you go? Dr. He is not here? The young master is not in good health, why? Let him ask for leave?"

Mother Zhou was stunned by her son's yelling, and she didn't dare to refute, so she just lowered her head and called another private doctor's number.

At this moment of confusion, someone walked in.The man was in his 30s, with a handsome appearance, and his steps were calm and steady.He came to the bed and looked at the man on the bed deeply.Mu Ci must have been in severe pain, his hands gripped the bed sheet tightly, his eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes were trembling, and the trembling person was in turmoil.His sweat soaked his forehead hair and rolled down his pale face, making him look haggard.He curled up and hummed a few words in a muffled voice, like a delicate cat, very pleasing to the heart.

Maybe it was this delicate attitude that took away Mu Kun's soul.

Cheng Xin suddenly had such weird thoughts, so that he didn't hear Zhou's mother and son shouting; "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng? Why are you here?"

They are very respectful to Mr. Cheng, including Mu Ci.As soon as he heard him coming, he couldn't lie still, so he tried his best to relax his body, opened his tearful eyes, and whispered: "Mr. Cheng is here, forgive me for not being well received, I can't, I can't..."

Another big cold sweat rolled down, and he was throbbing in pain, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Cheng Xin glanced at the sickly Mu Ci, and couldn't help but think: Even if his body hurts to the extreme, he will still show that hypocritical and flattering face.As for?He is not Mu Kun.However, after thinking about it, although he is not Mu Kun, he is more important than Mu Kun now.Who made him Mu Kun's chief lawyer and the sole person in charge of all the estate under his name?And Mu Ci wanted to get the inheritance, but he didn't dare to offend him.

Cheng Xin was inexplicably pleased with this idea, even he himself didn't know what to be happy about having grasped Mu Ci's weakness.It's just a vase, and it's still a vase like a sick seedling.

Thinking about it, he cleared up his chaotic emotions, and commanded firmly: "Rui'an, you continue to feed the medicine. If he wants to vomit, you cover his mouth. The medicine must be taken. Zhou Ma, you go and call , 177** This is my personal doctor's number." After he gave the order, he rolled up his sleeves, went to the battle himself, and massaged Mu Ci's abdomen.

This method of relieving stomach pain was Mu Kun's last words when he was dying.

"Help me take good care of A Ci. Cheng Xin, help me take good care of A Ci. You must take good care of him."

Cheng Xin couldn't figure out why Mu Kun, who was in charge of the market, fell headfirst on this kind of vase.Even after death, I still miss it.

Mu Ci didn't know what Cheng Xin was thinking, because he was so panicked that his mind went blank.In his 28 years of life, he has been afraid of two people.The first one is Mu Kun, who exists like a powerful force, domineering and majestic, which makes him disgusted and frightened, but he has to get close every day, pretending to be painful.

And the second one is Cheng Xin.This man in his 30s was able to form a friendship with Mu Kun and become the only person in charge of his estate. Thinking about the scheming and methods involved makes one's scalp tingle.

He really didn't want to deal with him, especially when he was still weak.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng." Mu Ci dragged his body to hide, and said with a stiff expression while hiding: "No, no need, I'm much better already, so I don't dare bother Mr. Cheng."

He never dared to ask Cheng Xin to rub his abdomen for him again, although Mu Kun often did this kind of thing for him before, and occasionally asked Cheng Xin to do it for him.

Skillful techniques, hot palms, and appropriate strength make the abdomen feel much better when rubbed.But I feel uncomfortable in my heart, it is even more uncomfortable than swallowing a lump of Xiang.

Now it's too late for him to worship Cheng Xin as a god, how dare he let him do things for him?

"Mr. Cheng, I'm ready." Mu Ci forced a smile, forced himself to sit up, and took Cheng Xin's hand away.

The moment his hands touched, Cheng Xin felt the coldness of the man's fingertips.When he massaged his abdomen, he could feel the coldness coming from his body through the sweater.Before fall, he put on a sweater.This is weakness and chills.

The well-behaved young boy has both kidney deficiency and stomach problems, which is also pitiful.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xin felt a little sympathy, and asked in a low voice, "How is Young Master Mu?"

Mu Ci hurriedly replied with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for taking care of me. I'm much better now."

He was not a very good-looking person, but he was barely elegant and handsome.Because of a long illness, that small face was so thin that it could cut someone.However, when he laughed, his eyebrows were curved, and the tears were shining brightly, making his pale face vivid.

Cheng Xin looked at it, and suddenly felt that Mu Ci had a kind of fragile coquettishness, which aroused people's desire to destroy at a glance.He thought to himself that when Mu Kun was alive, his body was also strong.Does he dare to toss this person on the bed?Maybe when playing him, you need to have a doctor to take care of you?Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will die.

Mu Ci felt the man's gaze on him, a little malicious.He was disgusted in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.He covered his mouth and coughed his throat, and said in a grateful tone: "My father passed away suddenly, and I am not in good health. Everything depends on Mr. Cheng."

Mu Kun urgently needs to be buried. With his current state, he cannot carry the urn to the cemetery.

Cheng Xin understood what he meant, lowered his head, and began to think deeply.Mu Kun worked hard all his life, but it was so pitiful that he didn't even have a pensioner to die in the end.Such a tragic end was all caused by the sick man in front of him.So, this person is not a delicate baby, he is clearly a mourner!

Yes, the dead star!

He can't be fooled by this mourner.

Cheng Xin became vigilant and didn't stay any longer.He stood up, bowed slightly and said, "I am the person Mu Lao trusted the most. Now that I have gained his trust, I dare not disappoint you. And you are the person Mu Lao loves the most, and he told me to take good care of you before he died. Man, I absolutely dare not forget. So, Young Master Mu, you are the future master of the Mu Group and also my master. If there is any order, I will definitely not dare to neglect it."

These words are undoubtedly very pleasant to hear. It is good to hear that Mu Ci is in a good mood, and his body seems to have healed because of his good mood.

Mu Ci finally showed a sincere and relieved smile, and his face turned bloody because of excitement.

"Mr. Cheng was joking."

Cheng Xin was not joking, on the contrary, he was very serious.The man straightened his body with a respectful attitude: "You are not in good health, please rest first. I will go down to take care of Mu Lao's funeral, and come to see you later."

Mu Ci wanted him to leave quickly, so he hurriedly replied with a smile: "Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Cheng." Then, he turned his head to look at Zhou Rui'an, and said kindly and politely: "Hurry up, see Mr. Cheng for me."

Zhou Rui'an nodded and accepted the order, and sent Cheng Xin downstairs.

Mu Ci watched the two leave, his body suddenly relaxed, and he collapsed on the bed.Zhou's mother saw it, hurried over, handed him a cup of hot water, and asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong? The doctor Mr. Cheng called is coming soon. I'll let the doctor give you a careful examination later, God Ah, when did this crime come to an end!"

Mu Ci took the hot water, drank a few sips, and then said after a while, "I don't want another doctor, hurry up and urge Uncle He back."

Seeing that he refused to change doctors, Zhou's mother frowned and sighed: "Oh, my silly young master. Is Dr. He not good at medicine? It's been a long time since he has been treated, why is there no improvement?"

"Don't think too much, I know it well."

"What's the number? You are soft-hearted. If it were someone else, such a quack doctor would have blown his name!"

Zhou's mother read in bits and pieces, seeing that Mu Ci closed her eyes, she obviously didn't want to hear her rambling, so she closed her mouth tactfully.She took a towel and wiped his sweat away, then tucked in the corner of the quilt before going downstairs.

The funeral downstairs is over, all the guests have left, and the hall has been cleaned up by the servants.

Zhou's mother was very satisfied, and began to exercise her privilege of being the oldest person in the villa, admonishing the servants: "Mr. Mu has passed away now. As his only heir, Young Master Mu will be our master in the future. He is not in good health. Okay, let's take care of him and be more dedicated. Master, we are good, understand?"

The servants stood in a row, all bowed and replied: "Understood."

The "Understood" echoed so loudly that even Mu Ci upstairs could hear it clearly.He was lying on the bed with a smile in his eyes.I'm so happy!The Mu family is his.He was obedient, hard-working, and idly living for ten years, and finally became the master of Mu's family.