Three days later, the door of that advanced VIP hospital room opened, and Mu Qiuniang walked out, greeted by expectant eyes.
She hadn’t changed much from before, except for a hint of exhaustion.
"Everyone’s here!" Mu Qiuniang glanced around.
Mu Mingyu, Mu Bai, Murong, Mu Cheng, and Lu Mingchen were all present.
"Master, how is my senior brother?" Murong quickly asked. These past three days, he hadn’t slept well, with dark circles under his eyes.
Mu Qiuniang glanced at him: "Now you rember to call him senior brother?"
"Hehehe... Master, stop teasing , how is my senior brother?"
"Instead of asking , why not ask him yourself." Mu Qiuniang stepped aside, and Zhan Jingshu walked out, wearing a casual linen suit, still feeling a bit awkward.
Understandably so, who wouldn’t feel awkward waking up naked? Especially with a female version of your master nearby, oh dear...
He, this pure young maiden, was seen by his master!
If the grandmaster finds out, would he be struck down?!
"Cough cough, why are you asking ?" Zhan Jingshu said.
"Senior brother~~~" Murong lunged forward and hugged him, "Wah... I was so scared, I really thought you wouldn’t wake up!"
Mu Bai smacked him on the head: "You’re the one who won’t wake up, now let go of your senior brother, he just regained consciousness, don’t accidentally make him faint again!"
"Senior brother, I’m sorry..." Murong let go and noticed his young senior brother’s face turning red.
"Cough cough cough, never mind, you’ve always been this stupid, I’m used to it!" Zhan Jingshu said.
Murong bristled: "Senior brother, you’re too much, how can you attack personally as soon as you wake up? When have I been stupid? I’m clearly such a smart, handso guy, how co in your words, I’m just an idiot?"
"Oh, so now you realize you’re an idiot?" Zhan Jingshu had a look of "finally you understand" on his face.
Murong nearly cried: "Senior brother, I think you should stay in bed!" This way, I would miss his good side and won’t be called stupid all the ti.
Mu Bai couldn’t bear to look directly at such a brother. Even she thought, why does her brother really act a bit "stupid" in front of Zhan Jingshu? She glanced at her upright standing cousin.
Indeed, it’s still more comforting to have a cousin like this, both visually and physically!
Mu Cheng returned her a warm glance.
Mu Bai’s lips curled upward.
Lu Mingchen, who had been watching Mu Bai closely, felt his heart sink even further. It seed his premonition was coming true!
"Great-grandmother, since young master Zhan has woken up, should we notify the Zhan Family?" Mu Mingyu didn’t forget to remind Mu Qiuniang that the Zhan Family didn’t know about Zhan Jingshu’s incident yet.
"Hmm, first handle the discharge formalities, I’ll deal with Qiao Zhichuan, then personally take Jingshu to apologize to the Zhan Family." It’s really unreasonable not to inform the Zhan Family when their son got hurt.
Even though he was eventually healed, an apology was still necessary.
"Master, there’s no need for the apology, right?" Upon hearing this, Zhan Jingshu hurriedly said, "The injury wasn’t sothing you could foresee. Besides, didn’t I gain sothing from this incident? If not for this, my cultivation wouldn’t have advanced so quickly."
"Your cultivation advancent is your own matter; but not informing your parents about your injury was my fault, I must apologize. Alright, you all stay here. Once the discharge procedures are done, find a nearby café and wait for there." As she spoke, Mu Qiuniang looked at Mu Mingyu, "Mingyu, is there any problem with this?"
"Rest assured, great-grandmother, I’ll handle it." Mu Mingyu nodded.
Just then, Murong ran up to Zhan Jingshu, surprised and curious, asking, "Senior brother, your cultivation advanced again?! To what extent?"
"Already reached enlightennt." Mu Qiuniang glanced at him, "Your senior brother is improving so quickly, you’d better cultivate diligently too, otherwise you’ll forever be left behind."
Murong cried: "Master, you only have two disciples, if I don’t fall behind, who will?"
"Oh, you think I haven’t taken on enough disciples? I’ll recruit more when I have ti."
"No, Master, please don’t." Murong hurriedly said, "Just help the two of us complete our training first, otherwise if any younger juniors surpass , I’d be so embarrassed."
"Now that you ntion embarrassnt, why not work a little harder?" Mu Bai teased him.
"Sis, are you really my sis? Who bullies their own brother like this?" Murong wailed.
"Of course, don’t I?" Mu Bai feigned innocence.
"Cousin, look, my sis is bullying again!" Murong could only complain to soone.
Mu Bai laughed: "Do you think cousin is on your side or mine?"
Mu Cheng said: "Of course he’s on your side."
"Cousin, you’re too much, you’re practically choosing girls over kin, our little boat of friendship has capsized, I won’t be friends with you anymore." Murong fud.
In the end, it was Zhan Jingshu who cald him down, patting his shoulder and reassuring him: "Don’t worry, your senior brother will always have your back, you’ll never get sold off only to help count the money you lost."
"Senior brother, you’re still the nicest to , but could you please leave out that last part? With it added, I feel so dumb."
"Hmm," Zhan Jingshu thought to himself: You already are dumb!
Mu Bai leaned against Mu Cheng’s arm, snickering. Why did she feel like her brother was such a goofball?
anwhile, Lu Mingchen, who had listened quietly from the side, couldn’t understand what they were discussing. Wasn’t it about Zhan Jingshu’s injury? How did it link to "cultivation"? Moreover, what exactly did "cultivation" even an?
He had a vague sense that a barrier existed between him and Mu Bai, a barrier that might drive them further apart.
They were talking about sothing everyone seed to know, but only he didn’t.
This anomaly of Lu Mingchen quickly caught Mu Mingyu’s attention, and after Mu Qiuniang parted from them, as they reached the café, Mu Mingyu specifically sought out Lu Mingchen for a talk.
Neither Murong nor Zhan Jingshu had any intention of following. It was no joke, after the previous fight with Qiao Zhichuan, they both got hurt, and escaping was a miserable experience. They weren’t about to hold back their master now.
They obediently followed Mu Mingyu to the café to wait.
"What about?" Lu Mingchen had no idea what he could discuss with this butler, who seed to be Mu Bai’s senior family mber.
"It’s not about Bai," Mu Mingyu said, "It’s your business if you like Bai, I won’t interfere with that. What I want to ask is, when you saw young master Zhan, and my Ah Rong injured, hadn’t you already suspected sothing?"
Lu Mingchen didn’t respond. Injuries like those weren’t caused by human strength, it was like sothing out of a sci-fi movie. Yet, apart from human ability, he couldn’t think of any other explanation.
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