Don't Provoke Princess

"Cold …" Mu Qingqing had her eyes closed, the sounds coming from far away and near her ears. It sounded like they were in a dream, but also sounded like they were real. He could only vaguely feel that someone was stroking her hair and gently tucking the blanket around her.    

    

Su Cuiyun finished feeding Mu Xiaoyou the medicine, put the medicine bowl aside, yawned and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.    

    

"Mom, you should go take a look at elder sister." Mu Xiaoyou had also gotten sick and suddenly wanted to take care of Mu Qingqing.    

    

"What are you looking at? It's most likely an act of pretending to be sick." You forget, when she was ten, she said she had a fever, but she could still run and work. "With a body as strong as an ox's, what kind of illness can you have?" Su Cuiyun patted Mu Xiaoyou's thin shoulder and said with a worried expression, "You, on the other hand, have been taking medicine all year round. I don't know when your body will be fully recovered."    

    

Hearing Su Cuiyun's words, the trace of sympathy in Mu Xiaoyou's heart disappeared. She was a medicine jar herself. Mu Qingqing could be alive and kicking all day, so what could happen to her?    

    

"Well, baby, go to sleep. It's time for me to go to bed too. " Su Cuiyun stood up and closed the door behind her.    

    

Hearing the sound of Su Cuiyun closing the door, Aunt Qiong hurriedly put her head in front of her and walked out. "Lady Boss, the little girl's fever has not subsided yet. Take a look."    

    

"What are you looking at? How serious can it be? At most, it's something that will only be taken care of after a good night's sleep. Why are you making such a big fuss over nothing? " Su Cuiyun walked leisurely to the staircase, her gaze focused solely on the road beneath her feet. "Aunt Qiong, I think you should go to bed early as well. You still have to get up early to get some hygiene. Such a big house, it's all dirty to death."    

    

Su Cuiyun dusted the dust in front of her and said with a bit of disgust.    

    

"Lady Boss, Qing Qing really had a terrible fever. If she did not retreat from the fever, her brain would be burned." Aunt Qiong was extremely anxious. She shouted at the third floor before Su Cuiyun could enter.    

    

"How big is she? She can't even take care of herself properly, that's her life even if she burns her body." In any case, it was not her Mu Xiaoyou, so it would be better if she burned herself silly. This way, Mu Family would no longer view her as a young miss. Su Cuiyun harrumphed coldly in her heart. She really wanted Mu Qingqing to burn out her brain.    

    

The door upstairs slammed shut. Aunt Qiong rubbed the corner of her eyes, thinking that Mu Qingqing might not be Su Cuiyun's biological son. If it was Mu Xiaoyou with a high fever, she would have already been sent to the hospital.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, my sister has a high fever and doesn't retreat?" Maybe it was because Aunt Qiong's voice was too loud, even Mu Yichen, who was engrossed in playing games in his room, heard it. He asked worriedly as he opened the door and stood loosely in the doorway.    

    

"Yeah, it's almost killing me. It's not like the Lady Boss took Qing Qing to the hospital, it's so late at night, I couldn't find any antipyretic drugs even if I rummaged through my luggage. "Sigh!" Was it really like Su Cuiyun had said? It was Mu Qingqing's fate to burn out her brain.    

    

"It's not going to work if I keep getting a fever. How about this, Aunt Qiong, let's take my sister to the hospital at the foot of the mountain." Although it was a bit far away, it was still better than lying at home and waiting for death to come.    

    

"It's dark and there's no car. "But what do we do?" Aunt Qiong was worried. Mu Yichen was a child after all, and the hospital at the foot of the mountain was a long way off.    

    

"I remember the last time when Sis' friend got food poisoning, Sis told us to make a phone call and the hospital sent a car over. How about we make that call too? " Mu Yichen suddenly remembered the scene where Xiao Huali was dragged away by an ambulance.    

    

Aunt Qiong fished in her pants pocket and took out two hundred yuan. She wasn't sure if it was enough for Mu Qingqing's medical expenses.    

    

"Two hundred …" Mu Yichen also understood what Aunt Qiong meant, she was afraid that the money wasn't enough. It's okay. I'll call Dad and tell him to go straight to the hospital and wait for us.    

    

Mu Yichen dialed the number for the first call and was told to come over immediately. However, even though Mu Yichen had called Mu Anren several times, no one answered. He couldn't help but feel anxious.    

    

"What should we do? Your dad isn't answering the phone." Aunt Qiong, with two hundred dollars in her hand, became anxious again.    

    

"Maybe he's busy. It's fine if he has the 200 yuan to fill the gap. It shouldn't be a problem to talk to the hospital later." Mu Yichen looked up at the ceiling and said, "I'll go up and ask my mom for money!"    

    

Aunt Qiong saw Mu Yichen rushing upstairs and hoped that he could get the money from Su Cuiyun. After all, Mu Qingqing was her child. It wasn't like she wouldn't even pay for the medical fees, right?    

    

After a while, Mu Yichen walked down with his head lowered. From his appearance, it was obvious that Su Cuiyun had not given him any money.    

    

Even though Mu Yichen walked down with his head lowered, Aunt Qiong still asked with a hint of luck, "Young Master, did the Lady Boss give you money?"    

    

"Nope." Mu Yichen shook his head and looked at Aunt Qiong with an expression of helplessness. He also didn't understand Su Cuiyun's thoughts. No matter what, she would just sweat out a fever. How could she use it to go to the hospital? She also said that her dad didn't give her any money recently, so she didn't have a single cent on her. However, Mu Yichen clearly saw Mu Anren put at least a thousand yuan into Su Cuiyun's hand.    

    

"Mom, are you not going to care about your sister's illness anymore? Aren't you afraid of hurting your sister by doing this? " Mu Yichen shouted at Su Cuiyun.    

    

"What are you yelling for? Why didn't I care about her? I care about her eating, school, living, or wearing warm clothes." I didn't ignore her. " "With a flip of the blanket, Su Cuiyun sat up straight and started arguing with Mu Yichen." Yichen, what's the matter with you now? Your sister is encouraging you to come up and ask me for money, isn't it? Do you think our family is very rich now? I think I should give you all a penny? "    

    

Mu Yichen didn't feel like listening to Su Cuiyun's nonsense anymore, so he closed the door to Su Cuiyun's bedroom heavily.    

    

It seemed that he could only look for Mu Anren. Mu Yichen refused to give up and called Mu Anren many times. Still no one answered.    

    

After the ambulance arrived, Mu Yichen carried Mu Qingqing on his back and Aunt Qiong helped Mu Qingqing into the ambulance.    

    

When Su Cuiyun heard the ambulance, she moved closer to the bed and looked dumbfoundedly at the blue and red lights that reflected half of the Mu Family. Aunt Qiong and Mu Yichen really had a plan, they really know how to fight against her!    

    

It's just a cold and a fever, what's the point of sending it to the hospital? It must be a waste of money on Mu Family! Su Cuiyun kicked the chair to the side. Who was in charge of this house!    

    

When they got to the hospital, Mu Qingqing took the temperature and burned it to 39.5 degrees Celsius. She had a high fever, was unconscious, and her lungs were inflamed. The hospital hung a little IV for her, Aunt Qiong accompanied Mu Qingqing on the side of the bed, Mu Yichen went downstairs to pay.    

    

After a while, Mu Yichen rushed into the ward as if he had run into a ghost.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, I'm going downstairs to pay the entrance fee. They said we already paid the entrance fee!" The order in Mu Yichen's hand was still there, as was the money.    

    

"I didn't pay." Aunt Qiong had been sitting here with Mu Qingqing for most of the day, not even taking a single step.    

    

"Who gave it to you?" Mu Yichen thought about it carefully and sat beside Aunt Qiong.    

    

"Don't scare yourself. Maybe the boss's friend is from this hospital. I just happened to see the girl." Aunt Qiong said while covering her heart.    

    

"But no one was there when we came up." Mu Yichen felt a chill down his spine and his scalp went numb.    

    

"…" Aunt Qiong didn't dare to speak up again.    

    

Aa Si and Aa Wu heard Aunt Qiong and Mu Yichen's conversation from the wall downstairs. They looked at each other and suddenly felt a strange sense of guilt. They only wanted to pay the medical fees for Mu Qingqing and seemed to have scared people from the Mu Family.    

    

"Why don't you go and say hello?" Aa Wu asked in a low voice.    

    

"Let's not go. The sky is about to brighten. When Miss Mu wakes up later, she should understand." Let's go further away. " Aa Si retreated from the wall into the hospital pavilion and laid on the bench to rest.    

    

Mu Qingqing opened her eyes and saw Aunt Qiong napping by the bedside table. Mu Yichen was sleeping soundly with half of his body resting on her feet.    

    

She was thirsty and smelled the hospital's disinfectant and felt unwell. He rolled over and decided to go down to find water to drink. However, he failed to hold on and fell off the bed with his blanket wrapped around him.    

    

"Qingqing." "Aunt Qiong shuddered and immediately woke up." Little girl, why did you fall down? "    

    

Mu Yichen groped for Mu Qingqing's feet in confusion but found nothing. He opened his eyes in a daze and the bed was empty.    

    

"Sis!" Mu Yichen quickly woke up and stood up to support Mu Qingqing, who had fallen to the ground.    

    

"I woke you all up." Mu Qingqing feebly said. Her body still felt cold, but not as cold as before. Just a cold bath, like a serious illness.    

    

"Qingqing, do you want to go to the toilet?" Aunt Qiong glanced at Mu Qingqing's pale face and thought that she must have wanted to go to the toilet, but she didn't want to alarm them, so she got up on her own.    

    

"No, I want some water." Mu Qingqing held onto the bed, barely able to sit up, feeling light as a feather.    

    

Mu Yichen took out a cup from the bedside table and walked out of the ward.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, how long have I been sleeping?" Mu Qingqing raised her head and looked at the bottle of water hanging from the glass. She lowered her head and saw the needle stuck to her hand. The fever this time was quite severe.    

    

"It wasn't long before I slept for the entire night." Aunt Qiong waved her hand and probed Mu Qingqing's forehead with her hand. The fever had receded quite a bit, and her anxious heart was finally at ease.    

    

"Thank you for your hard work." He took care of her all night.    

    

"Why is it so hard to talk about it?" How could a girl like you catch a cold? " This was what Aunt Qiong found strange.    

    

"When I took a bath, it seemed like there was no gas and the water was cold, but I was worried that you would be scolded by your mother, so I used cold water to wash it off." Mu Qingqing smiled gently and held Aunt Qiong's wrinkled hand. Although Aunt Qiong's hand wasn't as tender as Su Cuiyun's, it was still much warmer than Su Cuiyun's hand.    

    

"How can there be no gas? I just changed the gas a few days ago. " Aunt Qiong was puzzled.    

    

"Is the water heater broken?" Mu Qingqing thought for a moment. Something must have gone wrong with the water heater.    

    

"No, I used it this afternoon. "It's fine."    

    

Mu Qingqing focused her attention. What else could it be? It was most likely Mu Xiaoyou.