After thinking about it, Mu Wuchen remembered that he had indeed fainted. He suddenly remembered his illness and immediately frowned: "Can't you see that I am seriously ill? You'd better go out now, otherwise it will be transmitted to you."

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Unexpectedly, this man was quite conscientious. Gu Xiaoyou took another bite of the steamed bun and said, "It's okay, I won't be infected. I'm immune to your disease."

"Immune?" Mu Wuchen was confused and couldn't understand the word at all.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't bother to explain to him. After eating a steamed bun, he asked, "How do you feel now?"

Mu Wuchen came to his senses, but felt a little itchy. He stretched out his hand to scratch his face: "Moreover, my face is a little itchy."

"Stop!" Gu Xiaoyou said sternly: "Hurry up and put your hand down. Even if it itches again, you can't touch it."

The man's eyes were cold and he asked, "Why?"

Gu Xiaoyou wanted to say that scratching the face might cause bacterial infection, but he definitely didn't understand. He could only sigh and said: "This kind of acne will leave scars once scratched. Don't blame me for your disfigurement."

"Are you a doctor?" Mu Wuchen frowned slightly, not believing what Gu Xiaoyou said.

"Uh...well, finally someone questioned me." Strictly speaking, she was not a doctor, but a nurse.

"I am indeed not a doctor, but what I say is true. If you still want to make fun of me..."

"how?"

Gu Xiaoyou pointed to the hemp rope on the ground and said with a smile: "I will tie up your hands for you, you can think about it yourself."

Mu Wuchen said with a frivolous expression: "Are you sure that thing can tie me up?"

It was just a piece of hemp rope, and she underestimated his skill.

"If you can't tie me up, let me do as you please. I won't be the one who gets disfigured."

Mu Wuchen was speechless and felt a little depressed, but he still didn't catch him anymore.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Wuchen said coldly: "I'm hungry, please get me something to eat."

"Ah?" Gu Xiaoyou thought she heard wrongly.

Mu Wuchen frowned slightly and said, "Is there something wrong with your ears?"

"Who has an ear problem?" Gu Xiaoyou suddenly got a little angry.

Does this person know that for good or bad, she saved him and he still ridiculed her?

"There's nothing wrong with my ears, but is there something wrong with my brain? Can't you understand when I say I'm hungry?" Mu Wuchen hasn't eaten for two days, and now he's so hungry that he has no patience at all.

Gu Xiaoyou suddenly laughed in anger: "Ha, it's not that my ears are bad, I really didn't expect someone to be so shameless. After being saved by someone, he didn't even say thank you, but he opened his mouth to eat?"

"Who are you calling shameless?" Mu Wuchen's eyes were slightly cold, and the air condensed a bit.

She didn't know why, but his cold voice suddenly felt very familiar to her.

In the end, she was defeated by the cold air he released. Gu Xiaoyou threw the remaining steamed buns directly to Mu Wuchen and said, "Nothing else, just one steamed bun. Eat it if you like."

Mrs. Zhou was exhausted today and she didn't want to ask her to cook.

Mu Wuchen stretched out his hand to take the steamed bun, with a dissatisfied look on his face: "That's it?"

"Yes, anyway, you can only eat light food now. There is no difference between steamed buns and porridge." After saying that, she poured him another glass of water and put it on the bedside: "If it feels dry, just dip it in water and eat it."

"..." Mu Wuchen was completely angered and speechless.

In his life, he had never been so miserable. There was only one steamed bun for dinner.

But Gu Xiaoyou stood up and left as if nothing was wrong.

Mu Wuchen hesitated for a moment, then took the steamed bun and ate it.

After experiencing the feeling of being extremely ill for two days and not being able to eat anything, eating steamed buns turned out to be particularly delicious.

After Mu Wuchen finished eating the steamed buns, he saw that Gu Xiaoyou came back with another quilt and spread it on the guest couch at the side of the room.

Only then did Mu Wuchen notice that he was occupying the little girl's bed. His expression softened a little and he asked, "What's your name?"

Gu Xiaoyou spread the quilt and said casually: "Gu Xiaoyou."

"Gu Xiaoyou?" Mu Wuchen murmured, seeming to remember something.

"What about you?" she asked coldly.

Mu Wuchen hesitated and said, "Wuchen."

Dust-free?

"What a good name." Gu Xiaoyou made the bed, lay down on the couch leisurely, crossed his legs and said, "Your name could be used as the name of the male protagonist of a novel in modern times."

"Novel?" Mu Wuchen didn't understand.

Gu Xiaoyou found it funny when he saw his confused look. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he also thought his eyes were very interesting.

"You don't understand. Go to sleep. You won't be hungry when you fall asleep." She gave him one steamed bun, but she wasn't full either. She just wanted to sleep now.

When Mu Wuchen saw her turning her back, he couldn't help but wonder: "Are you really going to sleep in the same room as me?"

Gu Xiaoyou said without looking back: "You are a patient. If you have a fever, I must take care of you. Otherwise, how can I explain this to others?"

She had good intentions to save people, but she didn't want to get into trouble.

Mu Wuchen heard her good intentions and only reminded: "But people's words are to be feared. Men and women are not close to each other."

Clinker only saw Gu Xiaoyou's shoulders move, and said sarcastically: "This is what people of your generation pay attention to, I don't care, go to sleep, I'm too sleepy."

With that said, Gu Xiaoyou yawned and fell asleep.

Seeing that the little girl didn't mind, Mu Wuchen could only sigh and turn over to sleep.

Morning came in a blink of an eye.

Gu Xiaoyou got up early, and when she looked up, she saw that Mu Wuchen had woken up earlier than her.

"Why are you staring at me?" Gu Xiaoyou looked at him with eyes full of resentment and asked suspiciously.

"Thanks to you, I'm hungry. Is this how you take care of patients?"

Gu Xiaoyou suddenly looked helpless: "Tsk, tsk, I'm afraid of you, I'll get you something to eat."

Sighing, Gu Xiaoyou went directly to the kitchen, heated up the steamed buns and eggs leftover from yesterday, made some porridge with the leftover rice, and then went back to the room.

But as soon as she entered the door, Mu Wuchen asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"Master, do you think cooking is easy?" Gu Xiaoyou said unceremoniously.

The utensils they have here are so inconvenient. It takes a long time to burn a big pot with firewood. She is already exhausted from cooking.

Dissatisfied, Gu Xiaoyou put the plate on the bedside table and said coldly: "Eat, eat, be careful!"

Mu Wuchen was so hungry that he quickly ate all the steamed buns that Gu Xiaoyou brought back.

Seeing all the steamed buns, Gu Xiaoyou couldn't help but be surprised.

He is really good at eating. If someone raises him, won’t they be poor?

Mu Wuchen felt that Gu Xiaoyou was looking at him, and he asked coldly: "What's wrong?"

"I'm observing your condition. I'm watching, hearing and asking questions. This is observation." Gu Xiaoyou relied on Mu Wuchen's lack of understanding and found this legitimate reason to observe him.

Mu Wuchen was too lazy to pay attention to her, rolled his eyes at her and continued eating eggs.

At this time, the door outside the house banged, and it sounded very urgent.

"Xiaoyou? Xiaoyou, are you awake?"

"Sister Zhou?" Gu Xiaoyou stood up in confusion. Mrs. Zhou was not such an impatient person. There must be something going on when she came to her in such a hurry.

Opening the door, Gu Xiaoyou asked, "Sister Zhou, why did you get up so early?"

"It's still early? Mr. Wang has come to pick you up. Have you packed up..."
Chapter completed!