Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

The family doctor hurriedly wiped his sweat and took out his medical kit.

"Mr. Gu, please lay down the eldest lady's body first to facilitate the inspection."

Gu Jingchen obeyed obediently, and did not forget to add: "don't touch it."

The family doctor wiped his sweat. It was the first time he had heard someone say such a thing to him.

Crowd: …………

Mu Nansheng glared at Gu Jingchen and said coquettishly, "don't shut up, do you have professionalism?"

Family Doctor: ...Yes yes yes!

Mu Qingmo felt that Gu Jingchen was too cheap, so he dragged him to the back.

"Okay okay, don't be ashamed."

Only then did Gu Jingchen be honest.

After the examination, the family doctor packed the medicine box.

"The eldest lady is fine, but her right foot is swollen. I will prescribe some medicines for external application later, just pay attention to a light diet."

Mu Nansheng raised his long skirt, only to realize that his right ankle was swollen like a steamed bun.

"Hey, just now I felt my ankle was numb, it turned out to be swollen."

Mu Nansheng muttered, and wanted to touch his swollen ankle.

"Don't touch it, just be honest."

Gu Jingchen stepped forward and squatted, slapped Mu Nansheng's claws off, and scolded Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng pursed his lips and retracted his hand angrily.

"If you don't touch it, don't touch it, and you dare to murder me."

Gu Jingchen ignored Mu Nansheng and frowned at the swollen ankle.

The family doctor quickly prescribed the topical medicine, and when he saw the couple arguing, he kindly said, "Miss, don't be angry, remember to apply an ice pack later, it's not good for you to heal your wounds."

Mu Nansheng thanked him obediently.

Thinking that Gu Jingchen might have a back injury, Mu Nansheng asked the family doctor to prescribe ointment for bruises.

As soon as the family doctor left, Gu Jingchen used a pillow to prop up Mu Nansheng's injured ankle, and instructed the servant to get an ice pack.

Nan Zai, who had been sitting in Grandpa's arms, couldn't sit still, crawled down from Grandpa's arms and ran towards Mu Nansheng.

Nanzai put his arms around Mu Nansheng's waist and looked at the wound with a distressed expression. Mu Nansheng's heart softened because of his pitiful eyes.

This little guy is distressed.

Mu Nansheng kissed Nanzai and patted Nanzai's head comfortingly, with a gentle voice.

"Mommy is fine, but luckily your dad showed up in time."

Nanzai's little face was tense, as serious as Gu Jingchen.

"Mummy, does it hurt? I'll give you a whirl."

Mu Nansheng's lips curled into a smile, "Okay!"

Hearing this, Nanzai ran from one side of the sofa to the other, knelt on the sofa, and carefully whispered for Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng enjoyed his son's caring care and squinted his eyes comfortably, "Thank you Nanzai! Mommy feels that the wound doesn't hurt at all."

Nanzai then grinned, "Really?"

Mu Nansheng nodded frantically, supporting her son.

Holding an ice pack, Gu Jingchen has been standing for a while with a cold face.

Gu Jingchen has a headache. Nanzai is really taking his own life.

Afraid of delaying the wound, Gu Jingchen lifted Nan Zai, who was still bowing his head, with his free hand, and stuffed it into Mu Qingmo's arms.

"Go play with your uncle."

Nanzai stomped in Mu Qingmo's arms with a dissatisfied face, and glared at his father angrily.

Daddy is too much and doesn't let me care about Mommy.

Mu Qingmo hugged Nanzai and comforted the little cub: "In a while, you will hug your mommy later, and uncle will hug it first."

Just as Mu Nansheng was about to ask his brother to put Nanzai down, he glanced at Gu Jingchen's dark face dripping with ink, lowered his head, and did not dare to say a word.

Gu Jingchen's expression is not very good, but his movements are quite gentle when applying ice packs.

Mu Nansheng grabbed the corner of his skirt and looked up carefully at Gu Jingchen's expression.

His face still stinks.

Gu Jingchen's face was stern, and just as he was about to speak his reprimand, he could only hold it in his stomach when he saw Mu Nansheng's pitiful little face.

Gu Jingchen still wanted to teach Mu Nansheng a lesson.

"Hey, that...don't be angry, okay?"

Mu Nansheng bit his head and coaxed Gu Jingchen in front of so many people.

Gu Jingchen's expression was calm, and he focused on Mu Nansheng's wound, as if he had never heard of it.

Mu Qingmo raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jingchen has such a high family status?