Mu Shaoling looked at the brush, his eyes sank.
This bastard, did he prepare it on purpose? It seems that his plaster cannot escape the fate of being dyed colorful today.
Mu Shaoling watched helplessly as the children began to write on his plaster.
Even Zhan Zhan, who has always been calm, picked up a black paintbrush and wrote the words "I hope Dad will recover soon" on the plaster.
Mu Shaoling looked at the child with helpless eyes, but also pampering.
Although he is strict with the children, he really dotes on them.
Nianmu stood aside and watched as the children painted on the plaster plaster on Mu Shaoling's legs. Although the children were young, they were influenced by various interests and hobbies for a long time, and the pictures they drew were beautiful.
Instead of being painted in a mess, innocent and brightly colored paintings were painted on the white plaster.
Very nice.
It's like seeing the beauty of spring.
Nianmu looked at it for a long time, and the wound on her waist was painful again, reminding her that she needs to take medicine and apply medicine, otherwise, the wound will definitely become inflamed.
She needs to go back to the villa to get the medicine.
After making up his mind, Nian Mu asked Mu Shaoling for instructions, "Mr. Mu, while the nanny is here, I want to go back and get some things. It won't take long, maybe half an hour or so."
Mu Shaoling nodded, knowing that she was not looking for an excuse to leave, so he agreed, "Okay, Uncle Zhang is downstairs, let him see you off."
Uncle Zhang sent the nanny and the child to the hospital, and they are still waiting in the parking lot downstairs.
"No, I came here by car, so don't bother Uncle Zhang." Nianmu put on his coat, took the phone key and left the ward.
Zhan Zhan looked at Nian Mu's leaving figure, then looked at Mu Shaoling, "Father, aren't you afraid that sister won't come back after leaving?"
Mu Shaoling patted his son's head, "She's not that kind of person."
She came to the parking lot, found the car, and drove away.
Even while driving, her wound is still aching...
Nianmu wondered, the wound that was obviously about to heal, when he said it was painful, it started to hurt.
Enduring the discomfort, she drove back to the villa, went into the bedroom and opened the drawer to find the medicine she wanted.
Nianmu didn't rush downstairs, but applied medicine to the wound again, bandaged it well, and then took anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine. There are also related medicines packed.
Without delay, she rushed to the hospital immediately.
When Nianmu returned to Mu Shaoling's ward, Taotao stepped forward to hold her hand, happily showing her the painting they made on Mu Shaoling's lap.
Looking at the colorful children's paintings, and the children's blessings to Mu Shaoling on them, the corners of Nianmu's mouth slightly raised, boasting: "It's so beautiful."
"Sister, you think it's pretty too, right? Dad said it's not good-looking, he's a liar!" Taotao grumbled.
Nianmu looked at Mu Shaoling with a proud face, guessing that he was acting as a drawing board for the children, that's why he was like this.
She touched Taotao's head, glanced at the time, and reminded: "It's getting late, you go back quickly, you will miss dinner if you are late."
If she didn't specifically tell her, the Mu family's old house had a fixed time for dinner, she knew it, so she specially reminded her.
"Okay sister, dad, we'll come see you tomorrow." Taotao turned around and said to Mu Shaoling, not insisting on staying.
Because on the way here, his brother and sister had already told him that his father and sister are busy recently, they should be more sensible, and don't just think about sticking to their father and sister.
After the children left, the ward returned to calm.
Mu Shaoling looked down at the colorful colors on his legs and asked, "Can it be washed off?"
Nian Mu blinked and looked at him, "Mr. Mu?"
"Can these be washed off?" Mu Shaoling asked.
"I'm afraid not. The plaster is colored and it's hard to wash it off." Nian Mu confessed, and now is not the time to wash it off. After putting on the plaster, it will take a month to wait.
Mu Shaoling picked up the folder and continued to look at the files.
"I've already told Special Assistant Dong to prepare some loose pants for you. When you're discharged from the hospital, put them on to cover up the plaster." Nianmu said, knowing that he didn't hate children's drawings, But the plaster was painted with colorful colors like this, which really affected his aura.
She understood everything, so on the way back, she raised her mouth.
"You asked him to prepare?" Mu Shaoling frowned.
Nianmu looked at him in astonishment, "What's wrong?"
"I don't wear clothes prepared by men." Mu Shaoling was very disgusted. Personal items like clothes and shoes should not be prepared by another unrelated man.
And it's not an emergency right now, why should Dong Zijun be prepared?
Nian Mu himself can obviously do it too.
"You mean..." Nian Mu seemed to understand what he meant, but he wasn't sure.
Moreover, she didn't want to prepare for him on her own.
Hearing the tone of her inquiry, Mu Shaoling couldn't help sighing, she either didn't understand, or it was on purpose, "I don't agree with Dong Tezhu's vision in choosing clothes, you come and prepare for me."
"Ah, good." Nianmu nodded numbly.
"Do you know the size?" Mu Shaoling asked intentionally. She knew that she had prepared all of her clothes before, including custom-made ones.
Of course Nianmu knows that his figure has not changed, so the size, of course, will not change much.
"I don't know." She still bit the bullet and lied.
Mu Shaoling watched her lie to him with her face unchanged, remembering that before, she would blush for a long time when she said an intimate word, but now she can lie without any change in expression.
"There are my clothes in the villa, you can go and see." Mu Shaoling's tone became more blunt.
"Okay, Mr. Mu." Nianmu nodded, and she put the bag in her hand into the cabinet prepared for the escort.
"What did you take back?" Mu Shaoling asked again.
"Just some commonly used skin care products." Nianmu replied, after putting away the things, he glanced at the time, it was already night, and Mu Shaoling had to take a bath...
He is obsessed with cleanliness, so it is impossible not to take a shower, but...
Nian Mu is in trouble, now that she is not Ruan Bai, will this man be generous enough to let her see everything?
Even if he wanted to, he felt inappropriate, not shy, but inappropriate...
Nian Mu cleared his throat and asked, "Mr. Mu, do you want to wash up today?"
"Of course." Mu Shaoling said, closing the file and looking at the time, it was time to wash up, "Get ready for me."
"I'll prepare it for you? I don't think it's suitable. How about I ask a nurse? Or a male nurse..." Nianmu asked, and it was really inappropriate for her to come.