Chapter 400: Zhuang Ji Arrives
y again: "But I can help you think of a solution together."Principal Sun was incredulous, "Really"Even if I'm not willing to plead for him, it's still good that I'm willing to help him think of a way..."Miss Mu Xing, an old man claiming to be your disciple is looking for you outside."
Mùxīng was making herbal medicine in the living room when suddenly she heard her bodyguard reporting to her at the door.
A self-proclaimed disciple... an old geezer
Mu Xing frowned, then suddenly reacted, "Please let him in."
"Yes."
The bodyguard stepped back and relayed a message to the doorman, allowing them entry.
Ten minutes later, a powerful voice came from outside the villa: "Young apprentice!"
Mu Xing followed the sound and looked over. Zhu Ji, with his hair as white as snow, walked in from outside, carrying a chill with him. He wore a black Tang suit with a thin coat of the same color, looking spirited.
"How did you come here Shouldn't you be looking after Old Master Ye"
"Grandfather Ye's condition has stabilized, and today it's my day off. With nothing to do, I came to learn from Master."
Zhuang Ji chuckled as he walked up to Mu Xing, who was compounding medicine. Rolling up his sleeves, he offered to help.
This medicine is for my uncle. Mu Xing didn't trust others to handle it and immediately blocked his hand, "Guests should be treated kindly. There's no reason to make guests do chores. Please sit down."
Even though Zhuang Ji was rejected, he didn't insist.
Mu Xing turned her head and called for the servant to bring tea. Zhuang Ji hurriedly said, "Master, you just do your work, no need to entertain me. I'll go around and take a look. This is my first time visiting such a luxurious manor, might as well broaden my horizons."
"I asked someone to go with you and guide the way for you."
Mu Xing called the bodyguard guarding the door to accompany Zhuang Ji.
"Master still thinks so much about me, a young girl. Then I'll go."
Zhuang Ji and his bodyguard left together.
Mu Xing glanced at his back, silently retracted her gaze, and continued to prepare the herbs.
The estate seemed to have no end.
As he strolled along, Zhuang Ji unknowingly made his way to the medical building.
He looked up and met the gaze of Yu Rong, who was standing by the window on the third floor.
After a brief glance, Zhuang Ji smiled and nodded before looking away. He scanned the medical building with his gaze and continued to wander.
He had only spent a few hours strolling around the estate, and by the time he returned to the villa, Mu Xing had already prepared the herbs and was sitting on the sofa reading medical books.
"As expected of the number one estate in the imperial capital, it's truly imposing!"
Zhuang Ji sighed as he sat down on the sofa, glancing at Mu Xing's medical book about detoxification in her hand. "Little girl, your master is also interested in poison It's a coincidence, I am very interested too."
Mu Xing put down the medical book and looked at Zhuang Ji: "How do I feel that you are quite knowledgeable"
"Research is out of the question. There are countless strange poisons in the world. To say one understands even the basics is an exaggeration."
Zhuang Ji stroked his white beard and spoke in a humble manner.
Mu Xing looked at him, pondered for a moment, and said: "I don't know if you have ever seen or heard of a toxin that only breeds in the blood. It constantly divides, killing normal blood cells in the replacement blood, and is difficult to extract from the blood."
In the early stages, there are no noticeable abnormalities. Symptoms only appear in the later stages, such as chest pain, a burning sensation throughout the body, and bleeding from the skin due to intense emotional fluctuations.
Zhuang Ji listened intently as Mu Xing finished speaking, then slowly shook his head. "Never heard of it."
He picked up the tea brought by the servant, blew on it lightly, took a small sip, and praised the good tea. Then he turned to Mu Xing and asked, “Little girl, where did your master learn about this toxin”
"Saw it online by chance."
Mu Xing answered casually.
Zhuang Ji nodded, did not ask again, turned to talk to Mu Xing about the divine machine thirteen needles.
From acupuncture points to needle techniques, he talked about everything until even the tea leaves wouldn't brew a color. He stood up contentedly and said goodbye, "I benefited greatly, thank you, little girl's master. I won't disturb you today, I'll come back again when I have time off to learn from my master."
"Okay."
Mu Xing sent Zhuang Ji to the villa gate, then stared at his departing figure and asked the bodyguard who had accompanied Zhuang Ji, "Where has he been"
The bodyguard replied, “I've pretty much seen the whole estate.”
Mu Xing's eyes dimmed slightly, she pondered for a few minutes, and said to the bodyguard: "You follow his route and walk it again, see if there are any loopholes in the defense, relatively weak points, strengthen the guard."
The bodyguard responded, "Yes," and took his men to inspect.
Mù Xīng was just about to turn and enter the house when a black figure suddenly leaped down from the roof, "Little Star."
"Shen Qiong gege!"
Mu Xing's eyebrows rose. "When did you return"
She has been practicing in her room these days and doesn't even know that Shen Yue has come back.
"How is your recovery going"
She sized Shen Yue up and down with her eyes.
The little girl's eyes were clean and clear, shining with concern for him.
Shen Yue inexplicably recalled the scene where she recklessly rushed forward to shield him from a bullet.
There's something in my heart, suddenly it becomes irresistible.
He squeezed his palms and averted his gaze slightly, "I've been back for three days, and my injuries have already healed."
"But I still think you look unwell."
Mu Xing looked at Shen Lue's pale and handsome face, suddenly whispered suspiciously, leaned closer, "Brother Shen Lue, your forehead is sweating, it seems you haven't recovered yet, let me take a look, how to make up for it."
Then, he grabbed his wrist and felt for a pulse.
Shen Lue: "..."
The slender fingers pressed against my wrist, radiating heat.
He came back to his senses from his nervousness and frowned, “Little Star, why are your hands so hot Do you have a fever”
"I don't have a fever."
Mu Xing touched her hand, "It's normal, where did you get burned."
"Really..."
Shen Lue wanted to say it was really hot, but he was cut off by a sudden voice, "Baby."
And the little girl who was taking his pulse, as soon as she heard the sound, immediately let go of his hand and ran quickly into the house, "Uncle!"
Shen Yue's gaze followed her figure as she walked past, and he saw her carefully supporting the man coming up and down the stairs, softly asking him if he was finished with his work.
Shen Yue reached into his pocket, clenching the gift he wanted to give the little girl. He stood at the doorway, silently watching them for a few seconds, then suddenly leaped onto the roof.
Mu Xing helped the man to sit down on the sofa. She wanted to continue checking Shen Lue's pulse, but there was no sign of him at the door.
Well, running that fast, he's probably just like his uncle, afraid of taking Chinese medicine.
-The next morning.
Mu Xing took Fu Lingxiao to the medical building for a brain CT scan.
Although the blood clot in his brain has changed, it's not a big change. This gives Mu Xing more confidence, and she eagerly says to the man: "Uncle Xiao, shall we start now"
"Okay."
Fu Lingxiao cooperated, lying on the massage bed. He believed in the little girl's medical skills and wanted to fully recover his sight as soon as possible.
Some things, given his current state, are indeed inconvenient to do.
Yu Rong got the needed disinfection supplies for Mu Xing and proactively exited the ward.
Mu Xing took out the silver needle, seriously finished the disinfection, bowed her head and kissed lightly on the man's thin lips, then took a deep breath to relax her emotions, holding the needle and said: "Uncle Xiao, I'm starting the acupuncture."an forming in her mind...After Fu Lingxiao left the old Fu family mansion, he went to the company. Two days of work had been delayed, and he was so busy that he didn't finish until 11 o'clock at nigh...