Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

But to her disappointment, the other party did not have a slight movement.

Shen Mubai sneered a sneer, this deadly metamorphosis will certainly not give up, and next time, she will send him directly to eat the rice.

Back to the Chu family's Shen Mubai saw Chu Bai ink that he had not seen for a few days.

"Dr. Shen, are you coming back?" The other party greeted her with a gentle smile on her face.

"White ink master, early." Shen Mubai, who put things in the room, did not expect that when he came out, he ran into the other side.

But I don’t think it’s strange to think that teenagers get up at this time every time.

"Early." The delicate and beautiful teenager nodded.

Shen Mubai noticed his two bandaged hands, his face showing a surprised look. "Little Master, what is your hand?"

Chu Bai ink showed a faint smile on his face. "If I say it, Dr. Shen can't laugh at me."

Shen Mubai said, "How dare I laugh at the young master of white ink."

"When training, I accidentally injured both hands." The teenager sighed incomprehensibly, and then his lips slightly raised a faint smile. "Don't say me, Dr. Shen was not taken by the other few days." Abnormal harassment?"

Shen Mubai admitted that she only saw a doubt and incredible thought in her heart when she saw the two hands of Chu Baimo. But when I heard the explanation from the other side, I was ashamed of my thoughts.

Indeed, there can be no such clever things in the world. But this person is absolutely impossible to be Chu Baimo, not only because of the temperament and cultivation of the other party, but also because the other party can't stand now.

She also used the sinister mind to speculate on others, it really shouldn't.

Thinking this way, Shen Mubai’s concern for the clear eyes of the other party will inevitably give birth to a bit of guilty conscience. “Without the young master of white ink, the metamorphosis was warned by me that I dare not send a text message.”

"Yes? That's good." The boy paused and continued. "But it shouldn't be taken lightly."

"Hmm, right, the young master of white ink, my mother asked me to bring you some local products, I hope you don't give up." Shen Mubai remembered the things in the room, hurry.

Chu Bai ink came over in a wheelchair. "Thank you aunt."

He added a smile with a smile, "I really want to try."

Shen Mubai said, "Then you wait for me, I will take it."

"it is good."

When the other party entered the room, Chu Bai ink lips slightly tilted, looking at the past gaze with a shallow smile, deep and sticky.

Shen Mubai didn’t know that he was in the same eaves as he was in the same room. She took out the souvenirs and then let the maid take it down and slowly pushed the wheelchair. "Young Master, your hand is hurt. Is it serious?"

They went down the first floor and the maid was ready for breakfast.

"It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a few days." The boy was gentle.

Shen Mubai snorted and began to eat the breakfast in front of him. "It is better to touch the water less."

After the breakfast was finished, Qin Guanjia came over and leaned down to Chu Baimo. "Young master, it is time to change the medicine."

Chu Bai Mo did not mind to expose the wound under the eyes of everyone, and his face kept a smile like a spring breeze.

Qin Guanjia removed the cloth and exposed the wound inside.

Shen Mubai inadvertently glanced at it and found that the above-mentioned scratches were quite serious. Finally, a little bit of doubt was completely eliminated.

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