"You..." Gu Xiaoyou's eyelids sank before he could finish his sentence, and he completely lost consciousness.

Mu Wuchen felt that Gu Xiaoyou's body in his arms softened, and he suddenly panicked. He looked down and saw that Gu Xiaoyou in his arms had fainted.

Mu Wuchen ran towards the door of the house and called anxiously: "Gu Xiaoyou, Gu Xiaoyou, wake up..."

Gu Xiaoyou didn't react at all, and lay limply in Mu Wuchen's arms.

Mu Wuchen quickened his pace, hugged Gu Xiaoyou tightly and climbed onto his horse.

He ordered in a cold voice to the subordinates who were following him: "Put out the fire, Meng Yu, find out who did it!"

"Yes, Master!" The subordinates responded respectfully and immediately broke into action.

Mu Wuchen ignored them, hugged Gu Xiaoyou tightly, took the reins and said, "Drive!"

The horse under Mu Wuchen raised its front hooves, neighed, and started running quickly.

The horse ran very fast and soon arrived at Mu Wuchen's residence.

Mu Wuchen stood up and dismounted. A servant had already come to pick him up at the door.

Master Wang was among them. He saw Mu Wuchen holding someone in his arms and asked in surprise, "Master, what are you doing?"

"Come to the doctor quickly!" Mu Wuchen urged in a cold voice. He took big steps and walked towards the courtyard with Gu Xiaoyou in his arms without looking back.

"Yes, yes, I'll call the doctor right now!" Mr. Wang picked up his robe and ran away, immediately going to summon the doctor.

As Mr. Wang ran, he muttered: "Oh, what's going on? Why did you go out and pick up a living person?"

At this time, Mu Wuchen carried Gu Xiaoyou to the room without stopping, and the boy guarding the door immediately opened the door.

Mu Wuchen stepped into the room and gently placed Gu Xiaoyou on the bed.

Gu Xiaoyou was lying on the bed with her brows furrowed. Mu Wuchen put a pillow under Gu Xiaoyou's head, trying to make her lie down more comfortable.

However, he had never taken care of anyone before, so his movements were a little clumsy, and when he retracted his hand, he pulled out a few strands of Gu Xiaoyou's hair.

Mu Wuchen took off his hair with some guilt and raised his eyes to look at Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou was lying on the bed silently.

Mu Wuchen looked at Gu Xiaoyou who was in a coma, thinking that if she were awake, she would definitely jump up and accuse him of being clumsy.

Unfortunately, Mu Wuchen's expectations were in vain. He straightened the hair on Gu Xiaoyou's cheeks and sighed softly.

"Gu Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou..." Mu Wuchen called out worriedly, but Gu Xiaoyou didn't react at all.

Mu Wuchen reluctantly patted Gu Xiaoyou's face, but she still didn't move.

"Where's the doctor?" Mu Wuchen asked coldly.

The young man said fearfully: "I will ask you now."

As soon as he opened the door, Mr. Wang hurried over with an old man with a gray beard.

"Come on, come on, the doctor is here."

Master Wang pushed the old man with a white beard into the room: "Master, this is the best doctor in the town."

Mu Wuchen looked at the old man carefully and said, "Save her."

"Yes, I will check this girl's pulse right now."

The old man with a white beard wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat on the low stool next to the bed.

He gently turned Gu Xiaoyou's wrist over and stretched out his fingers to check her pulse.

After a while, the old man with the white beard retracted his hand, looked at her fingers, then opened Gu Xiaoyou's eyelids and smelled her scent.

The old man with a white beard stroked his beard and muttered: "This girl inhaled the heavy smoke and fell into a coma from exhaustion. Feed her white radish juice and pear juice. I will prescribe a medicine for the girl. After drinking it for a few times, she will naturally fall into a coma."

Will wake up."

"Quick, prepare radish juice and pear juice." Mu Wuchen urged.

"Old slave, go now." Mr. Wang immediately ran to prepare.

The old man with a white beard stood up, went to the table to write down the prescription, and handed the list to Mu Wuchen respectfully.

"Master, just follow this recipe and give the girl medicine."

Mu Wuchen took the prescription and said in a deep voice: "Well, step back."

The white-bearded old man stood up, saluted Mu Wuchen, and walked backwards out of the room.

Mr. Wang quickly came back with a bowl of white soup: "Master, the radish juice and pear juice are ready. Please feed this girl to drink."

"No need, I'll come and you can cook the medicine."

Mu Wuchen thrust the prescription into Mr. Wang's hand and took the soup bowl.

"This..." Mr. Wang held the prescription and looked at Mu Wuchen hesitantly.

"Hurry up and go." Mu Wuchen urged impatiently.

"Yes, old slave, go right away." Mr. Wang's scalp tightened, and he hurriedly left the room with the prescription in hand.

Mu Wuchen put the medicine bowl on the small stool beside the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and helped Gu Xiaoyou up, half-hugging Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou unconsciously leaned on Mu Wuchen, her body unable to stop sliding down.

Mu Wuchen quickly hugged her and rested Gu Xiaoyou's head on his shoulder. After making sure that Gu Xiaoyou wouldn't slide down, he stretched out his long arm to pick up the soup bowl on the stool.

Mu Wuchen put the edge of the bowl against Gu Xiaoyou's lips and called softly: "Xiaoyou, Gu Xiaoyou, open your mouth and drink the carrot juice."

Gu Xiaoyou leaned softly on his shoulder and showed no reaction.

Mu Wuchen had no choice but to hold Gu Xiaoyou's chin with one hand and force her mouth to open.

Gu Xiaoyou's mouth opened a little, and Mu Wuchen loosened the soup bowl with quick eyes and hands, and carefully fed the soup in.

Although the feeding was a bit laborious, and a little soup got on the front of Gu Xiaoyou's chin, she managed to get it in anyway.

After Mu Wuchen finished feeding the soup, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking care of someone is really not an easy job, and I don’t know how much effort Gu Xiaoyou expended when he was in a coma.

Mu Wuchen wiped Gu Xiaoyou's chin with his sleeve, when Master Wang came in with a medicine bowl.

His jaw dropped when he saw Mu Wuchen half-hugging Gu Xiaoyou.

"Master, master, this..."

"What the hell, bring the medicine quickly." Mu Wuchen glanced at Mr. Wang coldly.

Mr. Wang retracted his chin, lowered his eyebrows and came over with the medicine bowl.

"Master, here you go." Mr. Wang respectfully held up the medicine bowl and stretched it to Mu Wuchen's eyes.

Mu Wuchen thought about the effort of feeding the soup just now, and coughed lightly: "I'll hold on, you feed."

"Yes, Master." Mr. Wang did not dare to ask any more questions. He honestly held the medicine bowl and fed the medicine into Gu Xiaoyou's mouth one spoon at a time.

During this period, Mu Wuchen stared at him expressionlessly, and from time to time he made critical remarks: "It's too hot, blow on it", "slower", "spread it out more gently".

Mr. Wang didn't dare to look at Mu Wuchen, and he only had to give Gu Xiaoyou the medicine.

After painstakingly taking the medicine, Mr. Wang secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Chapter completed!