Grandpa Mu's little milk cat exploded in the entertainment industry

Chapter 13 13. Something Happened!
Hearing the scream of Tuanzi, Mu Chengxi frowned, with displeasure on his face.

Lu Xingyi was most annoyed by his ugly expression, he turned his head and wanted to run, and jumped out of the man's palm very smoothly.

Easily a little abnormal.

Lu Xingyi jumped all the way forward and jumped under the bed. There was no sound behind him.
Something seems wrong.

Her heart softened, she looked up to see what Mu Chengxi was doing
!!!

Sure enough something happened!
Mu Chengxi, who was leaning on the bed, had a painful expression on his face. He was holding her hand and covering his chest just now, looking very uncomfortable.

Lu Xingyi rushed to him in a second, the pad rested on the pulse of his other hand,

!

How could Mu Chengxi's health be so poor!

It can't be said to be terminally ill, but it's certainly not far behind.

Fortunately, it can be saved.

No wonder he has a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine all the time. Judging from the pulse condition, he should have been taking traditional Chinese medicine for several years, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.

"Meow meow meow"

what medicine did you drink
Lu Xingyi expressed his kindness, but he couldn't say anything for a while
Mu Chengxi watched Tuanzi put his paws on him, and cried out eagerly, thinking that she must be worried about herself, so she freed the hand covering her heart, tried her best to control her hand, and gently touched her furry skin. head.

"Meow~"

Lu Xing moved back to him as a signal, then quickly ran to the door, jumped up and hooked the doorknob to open the door, and shouted outside.

Mu Chengxi needs a doctor now. Although she understood the condition just now, she doesn't have the ability to deal with it right now, so she must seek help from other doctors.

The butler quickly went upstairs and called Liang Ming.

Mu Chengxi lay on the bed, tried his best to endure the pain in his body, and waited for the doctor's consultation.

Lu Xingyi was hugged by the housekeeper and waited outside the door.

"Master Mu, your condition has entered the onset stage again. I will prescribe some medicine for you to relieve the symptoms. After that, you should pay more attention to rest for at least three months and not be overtired."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was kicked open.

With a small white body, she ran over and jumped onto the bed, standing between Liang Ming and Mu Chengxi.

Although Lu Xingyi was outside the door just now, relying on the cat's super hearing, she heard Liang Ming's words clearly.

What a useless doctor, no wonder Mu Chengxi's illness has not been cured for several years.

Liang Ming looked at the familiar little thing, raised his eyebrows and said, "Little thing, we meet again."

Lu Xingyi didn't bother to look at him directly, his small blue eyes rolled around, thinking about how to drive this quack doctor out of the room.

According to his treatment method, Mu Chengxi's disease will not be cured in another ten years.

"Master Mu, could it be this little thing that caused your illness, why don't you raise it for me?" Liang Ming looked at the cute white ball, and was a little moved for a while.

"roll!"

"Meow!"

Who wants you to be a quack!
The man and the cat rejected Liang Ming's unreasonable request with one voice.

Liang Ming shivered in fright, Master Mu is Master Mu, and he still has such a great deterrent effect when he is sick; and this little thing, who has only been with Master Mu for a few days, has been infected and is not easy to mess with.

There was no other way, the doctor who came was a waste, so Lu Xingyi had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

She climbed onto Mu Chengxi's back, pinpointed several acupoints, and pressed them one by one with her powerful hind legs. After three times, Mu Chengxi's pain was completely relieved.

Liang Ming stood by the bed, staring dumbfounded.
"Master Mu, you...why did you suddenly recover?"

Mu Chengxi didn't know what was going on, but felt that the dumpling stepped on him twice was quite comfortable, and the discomfort on his body was also relieved.

"Trash is worse than a cat."

Liang Mingmo.

This time, indeed, not as good.

(End of this chapter)