When Mu Zeyang heard that Yu Jing promised to take care of him, he proposed to be discharged from the hospital and go home.

"You still have a wound on your head, are you sure you can be discharged from the hospital?"

"Why not? The smell in the hospital is so bad that I really can't stay any longer. I even feel like vomiting." Mu Zeyang answered with a serious face and a serious face.

Yu Jing wanted to say something, but thinking of the man's pampered appearance, she had to answer: "I'll ask the doctor."

The doctor followed Yu Jing into the ward, holding the examination report in his hand, and looked at Mu Zeyang on the bed: "Mr. Mu, you have a slight concussion, and you have stitches on the wound on your head. It is best to stay in the hospital for observation.

Two days.”

"I know my body well."

The doctor knew that nothing he said would help, so he had no choice but to agree to discharge Mu Zeyang.

Yu Jing helped with the discharge procedures and followed Mu Zeyang to Ruiyuan where he lived.

He is the only one living in Ruiyuan, so there is no one else.

"I want to take a shower." After entering the room, Mu Zeyang put forward his idea.

Yu Jing's pupils opened slightly, she looked at him with a puzzled face, and subconsciously said: "You... don't want me to help you take a bath, do you?"

Mu Zeyang looked at her frightened expression and couldn't help but want to tease her. He looked at her with a resentful look: "What if? I was hurt because of you. Didn't you promise to take good care of me?"

Yu Jing: "..." Her impression of so-called care is to help with cooking and washing clothes, and does not include giving a man a bath.

Besides, the two of them are not in a relationship where they can watch the man take a shower.

Thinking of this, the expression on Yu Jing's face was a little complicated.

The moment he raised his eyes, he caught all the amusement in the man's eyes, and he didn't realize what he was doing.

Then he said seriously: "I dare to wash it, but you dare to let me see it?"

This time it was Mu Zeyang: "..."

He expected to see the woman's shy expression, but he didn't expect to hear such bold words from the woman.

This made Mu Zeyang, the playboy, a little at a loss.

"Ahem, I was joking." Mu Zeyang raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, trying to hide the embarrassment on his face.

Tsk, when he thought about having to give him a bath, he didn't guarantee that he could still be a human being.

It was rare for Yu Jing to see Mu Zeyang's expression like this, and she felt a little funny for a moment.

The passionate and romantic Mr. Mu is actually shy. Isn't it said that changing women is like changing clothes?

"You have a wound on your head. I'll get you a chair. You can sit on it and wash it."

Mu Zeyang: "..."

If you sit on a chair, won't water drip onto your injured head?

The key is to take a shower in a chair. How did you come up with this?

"My legs and feet are not disabled." Mu Zeyang laughed angrily, wondering why he had such a strange brain circuit.

Yu Jing smiled and said, "Yes, then be careful when you go in to take a shower."

Without saying a word, Mu Zeyang turned around to get his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Mu Zeyang lay down on the bed. He probably felt a little uncomfortable, so he fell asleep after a while.

Yu Jing prepared dinner and opened the bedroom door to ask the man to get up for dinner, but found that the man was asleep.

She walked to the bed and took advantage of the sunset light filtering through the window sill to look at the sleeping man. She found that the man's cheeks were squeezed together because of his lying posture. She felt a little funny and couldn't help but smile.

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The next second.

Mu Zeyang suddenly opened his eyes on the bed and glanced sideways at her, "What are you looking at?"

Probably just after waking up, the man's voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded particularly pleasant.

Yu Jing was startled by the man's sudden voice, and her cheeks turned slightly red: "I didn't see anything. I was about to wake you up. Dinner is ready. Do you want to get up and eat?"

Mu Zeyang was really hungry. He sat up from the bed and reached out to turn on the wall lamp.

"What did you make for food?"

"The ingredients in the refrigerator are simple to make. I will go to the vegetable market to buy ribs for you tomorrow. What do you think now?" Yu Jing asked.

Mu Zeyang sat silently, frowning slightly, and seemed a little uncomfortable.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"A little dizzy." Mu Zeyang said.

Hearing that the man was dizzy, Yu Jing suddenly panicked, "How about... let's go to the hospital."

"No, help me up and go eat."

Yu Jing quickly stepped forward to help the man up, and put one of the man's arms on her neck and shoulders, "Slow down."

Mu Zeyang was a little confused by the woman's series of manipulations. He just asked for help, but why did he need to lean on the woman?

He lowered his head and glanced sideways at the woman hugging him. A very light fragrance lingered in his breath, a bit like the sweetness of roses. He couldn't help but take a deep breath subconsciously.

It smelled different from his previous "girlfriends", it wasn't that annoying perfume smell.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Jing heard the sound of inhalation and thought Mu Zeyang was in pain. She raised her eyes for a moment and brushed Mu Zeyang's lips.

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

Both of them seemed a little shocked and didn't say anything.

Mu Zeyang was the first to look away and said with an expression on his face: "The wound hurts."

In fact, my heart was in turmoil.

He seemed to like the soft touch just now.

When Yu Jing heard the pain from the wound, she no longer cared about the scene where she just brushed her lips, "You really don't want to go to the hospital?"

"No, it hurts a little bit. It's better now." Mu Zeyang replied without blushing or out of breath.

Naturally, Yu Jing didn't notice anything and still helped the man out of the bedroom.

Arriving at the restaurant, Yu Jing asked Mu Zeyang to sit down and went to the kitchen to serve dinner.

There are exquisite dishes on the table. The dishes are very beautiful and make people feel very appetizing.

"Did you do all this?" Mu Zeyang asked.

Yu Jing placed the rice in front of the man and said slowly: "Well, I don't have time to go to the vegetable market today, so I just looked at the things in the refrigerator and made whatever I wanted."

Hearing this, Mu Zeyang was a little surprised. After all, it was made casually and it looked delicious.

He picked up his chopsticks and picked out a piece of braised pork. It tasted very good, even better than what he had eaten outside.

But he ate slowly, and Yu Jing, who was opposite him, looked a little nervous when he saw the man's elegant movements.

"That...does it taste okay?"

Mu Zeyang raised his eyebrows, "Not bad. After all, I am a patient now. I can't go hungry unless I eat?"

Yu Jing heard the first three words and breathed a sigh of relief. Although her cooking skills were not bad, she hadn't cooked such a delicate dish in a long time.

But what does the last sentence mean?

It’s great if she has something to eat. Why don’t you give her a choice? If you can’t speak, just stop talking.

"If you dislike it, you can ask your domestic servant to take care of you, and I will pay for your medical expenses and nutritional expenses." Yu Jing's face fell, and her tone was a little unhappy.

Mu Zeyang glanced at her and saw that the woman was getting angry. He couldn't help but smile and subconsciously replied: "No, I just like you to take care of me."
Chapter completed!