"Young Master is male, Miss Yao is female, how can you compare them?" Aunt Ning was surprised by Mu Qi's question.
However, thinking about it carefully, ever since the Young Madam appeared, Mu Qi had never returned to his former self, the cold and ruthless work machine.
"It's been two hours and forty minutes, and she hasn't looked back at me once."
Mu Qi gazed blankly in Yun Shuli's direction, a hint of madness in his phoenix eyes, seemingly on the verge of breaking free from its restraints.
Aunt Ning had been by Mu Qi's side for decades and was naturally very familiar with how dangerous Mu Qi was in this state.
Aunt Ning understood that only Yun Shuli could make Mu Qi like this, and she had been witnessing Yun Shuli's increasingly intense feelings for Mu Qi.
Almost instinctively, Aunt Ning walked to Yun Shuli's side and patted her.
"What's wrong, Aunt Ning?" Yun Shuli's mind was still replaying the scene of Yao Zhen collapsing onto the bed in a fit of emotion earlier.
At that moment, Yun Shuli's heart was suddenly struck by a peculiar emotion.
The emotion came and went quickly, making it difficult for Yun Shuli to grasp or dismiss.
"Young Master misses you. Please go see him quickly." Aunt Ning, disregarding her manners, only cared about bringing Yun Shuli to Mu Qi's side.
Yun Shuli was thus inexplicably brought to Mu Qi.
"You miss me?" Yun Shuli looked at Mu Qi hesitantly, clearly thinking Aunt Ning might have misspoke in her haste.
What confused Yun Shuli even more was that Mu Qi actually nodded lightly.
"Yes, I miss you." My mind was filled with her just now.
"But I'm right here beside you, aren't I?" Yun Shuli blinked, bewildered.
"But in your eyes just now, there was no me." Mu Qi gently caressed Yun Shuli's eyes.
At this moment, Yun Shuli's gaze was vacant but completely reflected Mu Qi's entire being, bringing him immense satisfaction.
This sounded so much like the possessive male lead in a novel.
Yun Shuli felt lost and didn't know what to say, but she didn't feel repulsed.
Unlike what many comments suggested, she wasn't scared and wanting to call the police when encountering someone like this in real life. Instead, she felt a sense of enjoyment.
Was she sick?
Then Mu Qi must be sick too, right?
She touched her lips, thinking of lightly biting Mu Qi.
But this was a hospital, and she was Mrs. Mu.
She had to maintain her image...
Maintain her image...
Yun Shuli repeated these words in her mind like a mantra, her gaze towards Mu Qi becoming more secretive and forbidden.
Mu Qi simply let Yun Shuli look at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Now her eyes were only on him, and Yao Zhen meant nothing.
"Cough." A few dry coughs broke the silence. Yun Shuli was suddenly pulled back to Mu Qi's side, her attention drawn to the doctor who had suddenly appeared.
Mu Qi's expression turned less friendly, his gaze fierce and full of aggression.
"Mr. Mu, I apologize for the interruption. I wanted to say that Miss Yao will likely not wake up anytime soon. Therefore, I suggest you two go home first."
The doctor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, wiped a bead of sweat that wasn't there, looking extremely nervous.
"Young Master is male, Miss Yao is female, how can you compare them?" Aunt Ning was surprised by Mu Qi's question.
However, thinking about it carefully, ever since the Young Madam appeared, Mu Qi had never returned to his former self, the cold and ruthless work machine.
"It's been two hours and forty minutes, and she hasn't looked back at me once."
Mu Qi gazed blankly in Yun Shuli's direction, a hint of madness in his phoenix eyes, seemingly on the verge of breaking free from its restraints.
Aunt Ning had been by Mu Qi's side for decades and was naturally very familiar with how dangerous Mu Qi was in this state.
Aunt Ning understood that only Yun Shuli could make Mu Qi like this, and she had been witnessing Yun Shuli's increasingly intense feelings for Mu Qi.
Almost instinctively, Aunt Ning walked to Yun Shuli's side and patted her.
"What's wrong, Aunt Ning?" Yun Shuli's mind was still replaying the scene of Yao Zhen collapsing onto the bed in a fit of emotion earlier.
At that moment, Yun Shuli's heart was suddenly struck by a peculiar emotion.
The emotion came and went quickly, making it difficult for Yun Shuli to grasp or dismiss.
"Young Master misses you. Please go see him quickly." Aunt Ning, disregarding her manners, only cared about bringing Yun Shuli to Mu Qi's side.
Yun Shuli was thus inexplicably brought to Mu Qi.
"You miss me?" Yun Shuli looked at Mu Qi hesitantly, clearly thinking Aunt Ning might have misspoke in her haste.
What confused Yun Shuli even more was that Mu Qi actually nodded lightly.
"Yes, I miss you." My mind was filled with her just now.
"But I'm right here beside you, aren't I?" Yun Shuli blinked, bewildered.
"But in your eyes just now, there was no me." Mu Qi gently caressed Yun Shuli's eyes.
At this moment, Yun Shuli's gaze was vacant but completely reflected Mu Qi's entire being, bringing him immense satisfaction.
This sounded so much like the possessive male lead in a novel.
Yun Shuli felt lost and didn't know what to say, but she didn't feel repulsed.
Unlike what many comments suggested, she wasn't scared and wanting to call the police when encountering someone like this in real life. Instead, she felt a sense of enjoyment.
Was she sick?
Then Mu Qi must be sick too, right?
She touched her lips, thinking of lightly biting Mu Qi.
But this was a hospital, and she was Mrs. Mu.
She had to maintain her image...
Maintain her image...
Yun Shuli repeated these words in her mind like a mantra, her gaze towards Mu Qi becoming more secretive and forbidden.
Mu Qi simply let Yun Shuli look at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Now her eyes were only on him, and Yao Zhen meant nothing.
"Cough." A few dry coughs broke the silence. Yun Shuli was suddenly pulled back to Mu Qi's side, her attention drawn to the doctor who had suddenly appeared.
Mu Qi's expression turned less friendly, his gaze fierce and full of aggression.
"Mr. Mu, I apologize for the interruption. I wanted to say that Miss Yao will likely not wake up anytime soon. Therefore, I suggest you two go home first."
The doctor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, wiped a bead of sweat that wasn't there, looking extremely nervous.