One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

Mu Shaoling turned around, wanting to smoke a cigarette outside to relieve his irritable mood.

But just as he was about to walk to the door, a delicate but pale hand quietly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He turned around and saw Ruan Bai looking up at him with tears all over his face, begging him pitifully: "Shaoling, please, don't go."

Seeing her squatting there like an abandoned cat, Mu Shaoling's heart softened instantly.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital made Ruan Bai want to vomit, and the needle in the nurse's hand made her panic even more inexplicably.

She carried too many things in her heart, and she dared not recall them. Those past pains made her still have lingering fears until now.

Ruan Bai's fingers trembled, and he tightly grabbed one of Mu Shaoling's fingers, for fear that he would leave him alone in this place that made her have nightmares.

She threw herself into his arms, the expression on her face was a fragility Mu Shaoling had never seen before.

Ruan Bai is so afraid of injections, such abnormality is nothing to children. But for an adult, there must be something hidden behind her that he ignores.

He must find out later, Mu Shaoling thought.

He hugged Ruan Bai by the waist, seeing her keep stroking her belly with his hands, he knew that the corner of the table must have hurt her.

At this moment, he regretted what he had done.

He really shouldn't have treated her that way.

Ruan Bai felt more at ease in Mu Shaoling's arms, and wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, as if he was his only support. His arms are more like a safe haven for her to shelter from the wind and rain, allowing her to temporarily forget those bad memories.

Mu Shaoling hugged her tightly, wrapped her small hand in his palm, and said in a coaxing tone, "Don't be afraid, let's go to another hospital, okay?"

Ruan Bai shook his head firmly, and said earnestly and eagerly: "I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to go home."

The hospital is the two points connecting life and death, a fresh life is born here, and a fragile life is also ended here.

The sharp needles that Ruan Bai was afraid of existed here, and his father also died of illness here. Ruan Bai had a strong sense of rejection towards the hospital.

Mu Shaoling's deep eyes were full of complexity without any trace: "Okay, let's go home."

As if afraid of his repentance, Ruan Bai kept holding on to his sleeve tightly, and even kept his eyes on the man's walking route.

It wasn't until the cold wind at the entrance of the hospital blew on her face, and she felt the biting cold, holding his strength, that she relaxed a little.

Mu Shaoling carried her to the parking lot, and found that her arms around his neck had loosened a lot.

He looked down and realized that Ruan Bai had fallen asleep unknowingly.

Mu Shaoling kissed her on the forehead.

He put her gently in the car.

The black Land Rover and the night almost merged into one, and drove quickly on the way back.

Mu Shaoling didn't take her to other hospitals, but went straight back to his villa, and called the Mu family's private doctor on the way.

When Si Yao was called by Mu Shaoling's serial killing calls, he had just finished two emergency major surgeries.

The two patients were both well-known political and business leaders, and he had to devote all his energy to deal with them.

Because the time interval between the two operations was not long, the connection lasted almost a day and a night. Si Yao, who finally completed the operation successfully, finally returned home to wash and rest. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he received a urging call from Mu Shaoling.

He thought that Mu Shaoling was seriously injured and was going to die, so he was so frightened that he hurried to the highest speed and rushed to the address he had sent.

In the end, when he arrived at his destination, he realized that he had been deceived and asked him to treat a little girl with a common cold. This made Si Yao so angry that he almost threw up his sleeves and quit.

Think of him as a dignified postdoctoral fellow in the Department of Medicine of Harvard University, who treats all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, his time is precious, okay, every minute is money, okay?

To actually diagnose and treat a little girl who is not seriously ill is really too talented.

But looking at Mu Shaoling's gloomy handsome face that dripped water, Si Yao was so angry that he didn't dare to vent his anger, he could only complain in his heart, that Young Master Mu was really getting better at taking advantage of people.

"It's just a common cold. It's nothing to worry about. Since she's afraid of injections, I'll prescribe some granule medicine for her, and just wash it with boiling water to ensure that the medicine will cure her. In addition, for her sprained ankle, I posted a patch for her." Pain-relieving plaster, rest for a few days and I will keep her alive and kicking."

Si Yao healed the wound on Ruan Bai's ankle, looked at her pale but still pure face, and said, "Master Mu, you haven't touched meat these few years, and you are addicted to playing with women." ? Look at the hickey on this girl's neck, it looks like it was made rough by a man, if you play so hard, you will scare the little girl away."

Mu Shaoling was sitting on the head of Ruan Bai's bed, gazing tenderly at her peaceful sleeping face.

However, when he looked at Si Yao, he became gloomy: "You don't want your eyeballs anymore? Where are you looking!"

Si Yao choked on his intimidation, he rubbed her swollen ankle, and gave Mu Shaoling an example: "You'd better rub the lump here for her every day, and I'll leave you a bottle of safflower oil later, Combined with morning and evening massage for five to ten minutes, it can help her reduce swelling."

Ruan Bai, who was sleeping, was hurt by Si Yao's movements, his legs retracted involuntarily, his lips were tightly closed, and he groaned unconsciously: "It hurts..."

The woman's vague voice, with a somewhat ambiguous taste, made Mu Shaoling's Adam's apple roll a few times.

Seeing Si Yao staring at him with interest, Mu Shaoling slapped his hand away with a gloomy expression: "Tired of work? Don't touch my woman."

Si Yao curled his lips: "Is this a river and a bridge being demolished after using it? You said that I am an internationally famous doctor, how could I become friends with a profiteer like you? What a miscalculation."

Even though he said this, Si Yao still took out a bottle of safflower oil from his bag and handed it to Mu Shaoling: "This safflower oil is a new product of my research, and the effect of reducing swelling is not so good, don't forget In order to transfer today's consultation fee to my card, my time is very precious."

Mu Shaoling took the safflower oil and said bluntly: "Leave the medicine, now you can go away."

Si Yao, who was used to his strange temper, was not angry at all, and insulted him again, seeing that it was getting late, he explained a few more words to Mu Shaoling, and then left.

Ruan Bai, who was asleep, was so obedient.

The girl's thin body was huddled under the duvet, and the thick quilt covered her body, making her presence barely felt.

Mu Shaoling's cool hand touched her somewhat hot skin, feeling that her high fever seemed to have subsided a lot, and the frowns that were tightly furrowed relaxed a little...

He took off his clothes and went to bed, holding her in his arms.

Ruan Bai's fiery body fit closely with his somewhat cold body, and the two of them were naked and entangled together, making Mu Shaoling really want to have her directly.

But seeing her sickly appearance, Mu Shaoling finally suppressed his strong desire and gently kissed her tender little face.

Ruan Bai, if only you were always this good...