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“Mr. Mu, you finally called.”

Knowing he’s anxious, Long Ting immediately explained everything.

After hearing the explanation, Mu Xiaoyao said coldly, “Why didn’t you take Uncle to the base for treatment?”

Long Ting quickly collected himself and honestly said, “Miss Xiaxia was worried about further attacks, which could delay Mr. Xiaojiu’s treatment, so she…”

“Mr. Mu, this matter was arranged by Mr. Bei. Staying at the Bi Luo Pavilion, Mr. Xiaojiu and his people should be safe, right?”

Seeing Mr. Mu’s unfavorable attitude, Long Ting felt somewhat guilty while speaking.

Suddenly, he regretted allowing Mr. Xiaojiu and Miss Xiaxia to return together.

The call fell silent. Long Ting held the phone carefully, waiting for Mu Xiaoyao’s instructions.

“Go and clear the roadblock.”

Mu Xiaoyao hung up, his mood growing colder.

Now, he had to hasten back to the Bei Family.

Without further hesitation, Mu Xiaoyao turned the steering wheel, and the car swerved back in the direction of the Bei Family.

…

When Baili Xia returned to the room, Wu Ming was still resting with his eyes closed.

He looked as if he had already fallen asleep.

Upon hearing the slight sound of the door opening, sensing someone entering, his brows furrowed briefly, emanating a sudden chill.

Probably feeling that the person entering had such a familiar, gentle presence, the chill instantly dissipated.

Baili Xia approached the bedside and set the medicine box down.

Lowering her gaze at the clothes in her hand, she felt a bit embarrassed.

Except for Uncle, she had never changed clothes for someone else.

What to do?

But soon, her identity as a doctor overcame those thoughts.

She lifted Wu Ming’s arm, intending to remove his clothes.

Wu Ming initially felt comfortable, lying motionless on the bed while Baili Xia unbuttoned his shirt.

But after a few buttons were undone, his ink-black eyes suddenly snapped open.

His large hand lifted, gripping Baili Xia’s wrist.

Baili Xia was startled; just now, she thought Wu Ming was asleep.

Who would have known he was this alert?

Baili Xia exclaimed in surprise, “Wu Ming… it’s me, I’m changing your clothes.”

Wu Ming gently released her hand and said mildly, “First bandage it, don’t dirty the clothes.”

Baili Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief; he was just worried about that.

“Alright, I’ll bandage you first.”

Pulling the hem of the shirt aside, a deep, dark wound was revealed.

Baili Xia’s heart couldn’t help but wrench at the sight.

Such a severe injury, only briefly treated on the mountain, endured until now.

The average person could never withstand such pain.

But Wu Ming not only endured, but he also fought against enemies.

He did it all for her.

Thinking about this, Baili Xia felt a sting in her nose.

She quickly diverted her attention, opening the medicine box and taking out tools and medication.

“I’m going to treat your wound again now; it might hurt a bit, bear with it.”

“Okay.” Wu Ming closed his eyes again, responding calmly.

Baili Xia cautiously picked up the essentials, gently applying them around Wu Ming’s wound.

Constantly flushing away dried blood and remnants of cloth and herbs left on the wound.

Though he didn’t utter a sound, Baili Xia noticed a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead and face.

Having spent more time with him, she became accustomed to his resilience.

No matter how painful, he wouldn’t cry out.

But seeing his lips turn pale, Baili Xia’s heart was more painfully gripped.

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