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Chapter 242: I am the cottonwood standing beside you

me, Miss Mu Xing, how would you ask that"Is this really the first time we've metMu Xing looked at her carefully. This face was indeed one she had never seen before, but this person gave her a strange...Mu Xing rummaged through the medical box. The suture tools were complete, but there was no anesthetic.

"Little uncle, there's no anesthetic here. Wait a moment, I'll call Dr. Yu and have her bring some over."

She said that, reaching into the man's trouser pocket to pull out her phone, flipping through Yu Rong’s number. But the man pressed down on her hand and calmly said: “No anesthesia needed, just stitch it up like this.”

Mu Xing shook her head. "No, that would hurt a lot."

She couldn't bear to see her little uncle suffering so much, she felt heartbroken.

Fu Lingxiao grabbed the little girl's wrist and gently pulled her over. He clasped her head in his large hand, leaning in to rub against her small, upright nose, his voice slightly hoarse, "Baby, kiss me once, and I won't hurt anymore."

Mu Xing knew that her little uncle was coaxing her, but she still obediently pouted her small mouth and kissed his pale and dry thin lips.

Fu Lingxiao raised his lips and smiled slightly, letting go of her. "Alright, baby, start."

An exposed wound carries a higher risk of infection the longer it remains untreated.

Mu Xing no longer hesitated, ran to wash her hands, did disinfection, took out medical gloves and put them on, carefully disinfected all the medical tools, glanced at the pale-faced man, and began to suture him.

Fu Lingxiao drooped his eyes, watching as the needle pierced through flesh and tightened, his expression remained unchanged throughout, only a thin sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although the wound was deep, luckily it wasn't large. Mu Xing finished suturing it in no time. He applied iodine to the wound, covered it with a gauze pad, and wrapped it several times with bandages, securing it gently.

After doing all of this, she slowly let out a breath and looked up at the man, "Little Uncle, it's done."

The man curled his pale lips, "You worked hard, baby."

Although Mu Xing's heart ached.

She quickly packed up the medical kit and put it aside, reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from the man's forehead. Then she leaned down and gently hugged him, "Little uncle, you don't have to bear it all, you can shout if it hurts, you can be vulnerable."

In this world, who is invincible So-called invincibility is nothing but the consequence of having no support, and thus the necessity to be strong.

Mu Xing leaned against his chest, her soft little hand gently stroking his face, "Little uncle, now I'm here with you. I'm not a climbing vine like the Lingshao flower, but a cottonwood standing beside you."

Fu Lingxiao was startled, then immediately reached out to hold Mu Xing, his heart beating rapidly.

His education from a young age had made him habitually repress all his emotions, both joy and pain. He could remain stoic through it all.

Later, his parents died tragically before his eyes. He didn't even have time to grieve, he hurriedly returned home to take over the struggling Fu family business. At the age of sixteen, he began fighting with those old foxes in the marketplace.

Back then, in order to carve a bloody path through the dark and cruel business world, he was ruthless and decisive in his actions, leaving no room for retreat. He blocked the fortune-making paths of many, and those who wanted to get rid of him were numerous.

To guard against the lurking threats and the relentless mastermind behind them, he abandoned humanity, even himself.

He once felt that he was no longer a person, but a蠱.

The gu survived countless killings.

Ignoring any pain or damage to his physical body had almost become instinct.

Now, this little thing is telling him that he can have his vulnerable moments...

Because he had her, she would fight by his side.

Yes, he has her.

That's great.

Fu Lingxiao moved his hand to the little girl's slender waist, pinching her waist and lifting her up.

Looking at her stunning face, he gently kissed her soft lips and whispered against them, "Thank you, darling."

Thank you for being by my side, bringing me this ultimate warmth.

He cherished even the smallest things, unwilling to let her suffer even the slightest harm.

"Uncle, you're tired, rest well. I'll keep you company."

Mu Xing's small face pressed against the man's cheek, rubbing lightly. She came down from him and nestled in his arm, ignoring the blood-soaked clothes, pulling over the blanket to cover them both, sleeping together.

downstairs.

Ning Chi strolled leisurely in the manor, listening to the sounds coming from her Bluetooth earphones until a sudden silence fell upon the area.

She took off her headphones, her expression a little speechless.

I've been listening for so many days, haven't heard half a sentence of useful information, and the dog food that is not suitable for children is eaten by all ages.

But now she sees things clearly, the relationship between these two is better than she imagined. This mission is a bit tricky.

Not only is it troublesome, but also boring and frustrating. Spending all day pretending to be a green tea girl, either being beaten or on the way to being beaten.

This was probably the worst mission she'd ever had!

I really want to eat hot pot while dancing, to relieve my bad mood, but with her current persona, it's obviously impossible. I better hurry up and find a way to finish the mission!

Ningchi sighed heavily and began to study the new plan.

Under Mu Xing's meticulous care, Fu Lingxiao recovered well from his injuries. He was forced to stay in bed for a whole week. After repeatedly assuring her that he would be careful with his wounds, he finally regained his freedom.

Early in the morning, Fu Lingxiao sent Mu Xing to school.

Uncle Xia's injuries hadn't fully recovered, but Mu Xing still couldn't help but worry. Before getting out of the car, she hugged him again and reminded him: "Uncle Xia, you must be sure to protect your wound, eat on time, and don't eat spicy food, remember"

"I remember, baby."

Fu Lingxiao hugged Mu Xing and kissed her, then said: "This week's delay has caused a lot of work, I will be especially busy these days, staying at the company at night, and may even need to go on business trips. If you can't get in touch with me, don't worry, I will find you when I'm done. During these few days when I'm away, you have to behave yourself and eat and sleep by yourself, okay"

Mu Xing obediently nodded, then suddenly held the man's handsome face and kissed him several times, sweetly smiling: "Give Uncle a few kisses for the next few days, if it's not enough, Uncle can make up for it when he comes back."

Looking at the little girl's crescent moon-shaped eyes and dimples on her cheeks, Fu Lingxiao lightly raised the corner of his lips, "Little thing, I can't bear to let you get off the car, what should I do"

Mu Xing hugged the man's neck, her soft lips rubbing against his collarbone. "Little Uncle, I don't want to be apart from you either. I want to become a tiny little person and hide in Little Uncle's pocket, that way Little Uncle can take me everywhere."

Fu Lingxiao couldn't resist the little girl's coquettishness at all. His heart was itching, and he just wanted to kiss this alluring little thing again, but the little girl suddenly let go of him.

"Alright! Little uncle, you go to work. I'm going to school."

After saying that, he decisively pulled open the car door and got out. He waved at his mother and, carrying his small backpack, walked into school.

That dashing back, where was there a trace of the coquettish reluctance just now.

Fu Lingxiao's eyes curved into a smile, but as the little girl's figure disappeared completely, his gaze retracted, and his handsome face turned cold. He instructed the driver, "Go to Canglong."s she thought about it, her head ached again. She clutched her head with one hand, "I can't remember... why can't I remember..."The little hands were desperately clutching at their hair, the tiny body...

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