The Boss is Very Busy

The two held their little hands, as if they were flirting, the little majesty frowned and stared at her wrist tightly, "I'm asking for a doctor."

MuMian nodded.

Mu Yan is still fluttering in the water. She is different from MuMian. She is not a martial artist. She has long become a dog in the water and only has the ability to drink water.

The people next to Mu Yan stood on the bank in a panic. They didn't dare to resist the general, and didn't dare to speak out, so they had to silently pull Mu Yan in the water and shout for help.

Xi Quan didn't care about the things in the water at all. He took the hand of MuMian and walked out of the garden with a serious face, his small face was tense, and his mood at the moment seemed particularly unpleasant.

MuMian watched his snow-white fingertips tugging at his sleeves. Although his expression was serious, his movements were careful and gentle. He didn't dare to hold her wrists, and only gently pulled her sleeves.

"You," MuMian hesitated, raising an eyebrow: "Are you angry?"

"..." The little majesty made a small face, heard the words, frowned, and frowned. This time there was no arrogant denial, but looked down at her: "Yeah."

"..." MuMian was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that he would admit it directly, and so quickly.

The little majesty said with a cold face and ordered his servants to find a doctor, and then turned his head, his complexion was still cold, but his eyes appeared to be much gentler, his tone was lukewarm: "You are a general--"

Xi Quan was expressionless: "Don't you know how to protect yourself?"

"..."

MuMian blinked, a little embarrassed, but the mood was a little soft.

She looked up at the other's black ink hair hanging on her shoulder, and couldn't help but rubbed his head.

After flashing this thought, MuMian raised his hand.

Just halfway through, the eyes of the little majesty were completely cold, "Are you still moving?"

"..." MuMian silently retracted his hand.

In the next period of time, MuMian didn't dare to intervene much. During the period of looking at the wrist, the little majesty accompanied her all the way and took her other hand.

Never let go.

When asked by the general, he replied with a cold face, "His Royal Highness barely did a good deed once, and squeezed when it hurts."

The little majesty said that, the general just curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of indulgence.

Doctor: "..."

He is so old that he has to take a mouthful of dog food to treat others.

When he looked at his wrist, he just squeezed it lightly, and he would look at the prince in a panic and nervous look. I don't know what he looked like, he thought he was going to kill the general.

The doctor couldn't tell. After reading it, it seemed that he was finally relieved. After writing the prescription and some instructions, he hurriedly left the general's mansion.

MuMian is actually not serious.

It just twisted accidentally.

Moreover, the original owner has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and this injury is like an itching on this body.

But Xi Quan seemed nervous.

After the doctor left, he still applied and boiled medicine for her nervously. After drinking the medicine in MuMian, he looked at the teenage amber pupils. He glanced at her up and down and asked nervously, "Would you like to sleep? Sleep?"

MuMian: "...I just hurt my wrist."

"I know." Xi Quan nodded earnestly: "Then do you want to sleep?"

"..." MuMian was silent for a few seconds: "Okay."

The general lay down and before closing his eyes, he saw the young man standing up, his figure was slender, there was movement in him, and MuMian looked over.