Chapter 1212

The suppressed pallor on Mu Xiaojiu’s face made Baili Xia’s heart tremble, immediately starting to despise herself.

She hadn’t properly looked at him last night.

Otherwise, she would have definitely noticed something off about his complexion.

As a direct disciple of Nangong Xu, he must have had some genuine skills.

But not only did she fail to notice last night, she even…

slapped him…

“Uncle, even if work is busy and matters are pressing, what could be more important than your health?”

“Miss Xiaxia, is Mr. Xiaojiu really that badly hurt?” Ye Hua anxiously inquired from the side.

Last night, when Nangong Xu was halfway through examining Mr.

Xiaojiu, for some unknown reason, he suddenly chased Nangong Xu away.

Afterward, he wouldn’t let anyone enter to see him, enduring the night alone.

He and Nangong Xu kept vigil all night until the next morning.

Nangong Xu wanted to check on Mr.

Xiaojiu again, but he flatly refused.

Ever since Mr.

Xiaojiu returned to this time, he has become much more somber.

He used to be a man of few words, and now, he’s even more reluctant to speak.

Now, even Ye Hua has no idea about the true state of Mr.

Xiaojiu’s health.

Since Miss Xiaxia is a disciple of Nangong Xu, perhaps if Mr.

Xiaojiu would listen to her, she might actually be able to help.

As Ye Hua asked this, Mu Xiaojiu visibly grew even more displeased, which Baili Xia could readily perceive.

But, if Uncle has been injured, is it possible that even Ye Hua doesn’t know?

“Uncle, he…”

“Are you really so idle that you have nothing better to do?” Mu Xiaojiu didn’t rebuke Baili Xia but instead cast a cold glance at Ye Hua.

Suddenly feeling a chill around his neck, Ye Hua hastily bowed his head, “Mr. Xiaojiu, I… I will leave right away.”

He turned around to open the car door for Mu Xiaojiu.

It was unusual for Baili Xia to not refuse this time, allowing him to walk over.

Mu Xiaojiu stepped in with a long stride, getting into the car.

Ye Hua leisurely closed the door behind him.

But unexpectedly, just as he sat down, the rear car door on the other side was already opened by someone—Baili Xia stepped in.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Ye Hua looked back at Baili Xia unnecessarily, “Miss Xiaxia, Mr.

Xiaojiu is going to the suburbs to check on a construction site.

It will take at least an hour to get there by car.”

“It’s fine, I just so happen to be going to the suburbs as well, you can give me a ride.” Baili Xia immediately responded.

Mu Xiaojiu closed his eyes to rest, not bothering to pay attention to the back-and-forth between these two.

Seeing no stern refusal from Mr.

Xiaojiu, Ye Hua quickly glanced at Baili Xia through the rear-view mirror, pleading with his eyes.

Baili Xia nodded at him, and only then did Ye Hua start the car, pulling out of the Mu Group compound.

In the back seat, Mu Xiaojiu still had his eyes closed, resting.

Baili Xia hesitated for a moment, then immediately slid over, carefully rolling up his sleeve.

Uncle did not refuse!

She rejoiced inwardly, her long fingers touching his wrist where the pulse was.

Without instruments by her side, she could only resort to the most basic method to feel his pulse.

When it comes to taking pulses, Baili Xia was far from expert; she merely knew a little.

However, this time Mu Xiaojiu refused.

He pulled his hand back, avoiding her fingertips.

“Uncle, you’ve been injured and won’t let me see. I won’t give up just like that,” Baili Xia glared at him.

Mu Xiaojiu did not speak, his eyelids didn’t even flicker.

But, his left hand rested on his right one, steadfastly not letting go, denying her any chance to feel his pulse.

Baili Xia, having no other option, leaned in closer and reached out to unbutton his shirt.