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Chapter 592 He Cares for You

The silence in the car was deafening, and the tension palpable.

Ziyue finally said quietly, "We don't have to go to Dr. Mo. I'm fine; my wound is healing pretty quickly."

Muchen pretended not to have heard her.

Ziyue addressed the driver, "Let's go to your original destination. We don't have to go to Dr. Mo."

Muchen finally spoke up. "No," he coldly spat.

"I said we don't have to go to Mo Xiyi." Ziyue expressed her displeasure by addressing Xiyi by his full name and not

by his title. She raised her chin stubbornly at Muchen and looked at him challengingly. She wasn't going to go just

because he said they had to.

Muchen glanced at her and then slowly closed his eyes to rest.

"You…" Ziyue did not dare to speak her mind. She snorted and turned her head away.

The driver brought them to Xiyi.

Ziyue knew that the earthen pot must keep clear of the brass kettle. She did not argue with Muchen anymore and

got out of the car.

Xiyi had been up the whole night experimenting and had just gotten up. Ziyue walked in on him, looking through

some documents while munching on a piece of bread.

"Dr. Mo." Ziyue sat opposite him and crossed her arms. She looked at him fixedly.

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Xiyi was too engrossed in the papers and was upset when the sound distracted him. The tension between his brows

relaxed when he realized it was Ziyue.

"Mrs. Qin, what are you doing here?" he asked as he poured her a cup of water.

Ziyue looked at him curiously. It's weird he's pouring me water. What changed recently?

She found it interesting. So, when Xiyi passed the cup to her, she giggled and thanked him.

"I didn't want to bother you, but Muchen forced me to come. You know how he is. No one can stop him, not even

me, when he has his mind set on something. You can use this opportunity to examine him."

Xiyi's gaze became heavy at the mention of Muchen. He was about to say something, but Muchen appeared

through the door. Xiyi gave Ziyue a look and greeted Muchen, "Sir."

Muchen walked closer and, after glancing at Ziyue, said seriously, "Her wound is hurting. Have a look at it."

Ziyue rolled her eyes at Xiyi. She was sitting down, so Muchen couldn't see her attitude from where he stood.

Xiyi started to examine Ziyue indifferently. Even though he knew her wound was fine, he gave her a thorough look-

through.

Muchen's phone suddenly rang. He looked at Ziyue and realized she was playing with her fingernails, determined

not to pay him any attention. He raised one eyebrow in displeasure and left to take the call.

"Your wound is healing fine," Ziyi said as he dressed her injury.

"Yeah, I think it's healing fine, too. Sorry for bothering you; Muchen was adamant about coming." Ziyue said

apologetically.

Xiyi cleaned her wound mechanically. His movements were so controlled, Ziyue did not feel a thing.

As expected from a doctor whom Muchen had spent so much money to acquire. He definitely outshines other

doctors.

"Don't worry about it. I've been holed up doing experiments and haven't seen a patient in a while. I'll just take it as

practice," Xiyi nonchalantly said as though he wasn't bothered.

Ziyue paused. She did not know what to say.

"Mr. Qin cares for you a lot," Xiyi suddenly said.

Ziyue burst out laughing, "He also cares for beef!"

A trace of astonishment appeared in Xiyi's always calm eyes.

Ziyue continued to express her displeasure. "He compares me to beef! Recently, he's been picking fights with me

every day!"

Xiyi had finished dressing Ziyue's wound. The hand arranging her bandages paused before indicating her to sit. He

sat opposite her once she was seated and told her, after glancing at the door, "Give me the gist of the situation."

Ziyue's heart clenched when she saw the seriousness in his gaze. "Muchen is…"

Xiyi gave her a reassuring look. "Yes?"

"There's been no change. His behavior is still sporadic, and I can't understand his temper. It feels like he is a

different person every day…" Ziyue thought about the situation these past two days as she retold it to Xiyi. Ziyue

spoke softly and quickly as Muchen was outside the room.

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Xiyi fell into deep thought once he heard her explanations. However, Muchen came in before he could say anything.

Muchen knew the examination was over when he saw them seated facing each other. He came over, sat beside

her, and finished her half-empty cup of water.

"How is she healing?" He asked.

There was no change on Xiyi's face when he replied. "It's healing good. She should be able to remove the bandages

after two days."

Xiyi behaved as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Yet, when she saw him, Ziyue felt sorry for talking about Muchen

behind his back. She lowered her head and said nothing while fiddling with her fingers.

Muchen pulled Ziyue up to leave once Xiyi was done talking.

Xiyi hurriedly stood up and stopped him. "Mr. Qin, I think it's been a while since you last had a check-up."

Muchen looked at him questioningly. "If I remember correctly, we did one just last month."

Xiyi cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "I thought I should give you a check since you don't look so good. Mrs.

Qin wants you to do it."

Ziyue lifted her head at the mention of her and saw Muchen looking at her.

"Uhm…" She didn't know how to react; nothing came out of her mouth.

Xiyi continued, "Mrs. Qin, didn't you say Mr. Qin has been busy at work, so you wanted me to give him a check-up

because you worry about his health?"

Ziyue gaped at Xiyi.

When did I say that?