A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 859: Chapter 857: Using Children to Coax the Old Madam, Mu Chengxi is Really Impressive
 

Zhuge Jingming watched Wen Xin’s movements without speaking. He knew that whatever he said wouldn’t be as clear as Wen Xin personally taking the pulse.

“The situation isn’t as serious as imagined. Let me give it a try.”

Wen Xin looked at her arm, hesitating a bit as she spoke, hoping that her one hand could keep up with the pace.

Wen Xin picked up a backpack from the side, and with Zhuge Jingming’s assistance, removed a black cloth bag from the backpack.

“Can you help me disinfect the golden needles?” Wen Xin looked at the old madam’s complexion, removed the needles administered by Zhuge Jingming, and waited for him to disinfect her golden needles.

“Little Uncle-Master, the old madam should be experiencing a blockage in her blood and energy, probably due to anger.”

Zhuge Jingming looked at Wen Xin. Seeing a trace of nervousness on her face, he couldn’t help but comfort her.

“The old madam’s health is actually quite good; she had just returned a few days ago when I examined her.”

“I know, Grandma’s health is indeed good, but… she has a chronic condition, and anger can trigger it. Now we need to see if we can resolve the blood stasis in her brain.”

Wen Xin’s words made Zhuge Jingming silent. He knew how serious the matter was, and seeing Wen Xin nervous made it seem even more grave.

Zhuge Jingming handed over the now disinfected golden needles to Wen Xin, who took them and began administering the acupuncture with a calm demeanor.

Due to using only one hand, her speed in administering the needles was significantly slower and appeared more strenuous, which made Zhuge Jingming unintentionally tense up a bit.

“Little Uncle-Master, perhaps we should have Qian Cai take a look…” Zhuge Jingming had been in contact with Qian Cai a lot recently and was full of admiration for his ancient martial medical arts.

Only after Wen Xin had inserted the last needle did she look up at Zhuge Jingming, sighing lightly with a hint of fatigue.

“Let’s wait 20 minutes. If Grandma wakes up after 20 minutes, there shouldn’t be any problems.” Wen Xin, feeling lethargic, sat on a nearby sofa, her gaze somewhat distant as she watched Old Madam Mu lying on the bed.

Mu Chengxi entered the room and, seeing Wen Xin with the golden needles again, felt that something was off. He walked over to Wen Xin and placed the milk tea he was holding into her hand.

“How is grandma?”

“Her old illness; perhaps it’s because she was too angry, so that’s why this happened. We’ll see how it goes. If she doesn’t wake up in 20 minutes, we’ll need to take her to the hospital.”

Wen Xin held the cup in one hand, and Mu Chengxi noticed her movement, twisting open the cup’s lid and then placing it back in her hand.

Wen Xin took a sip of the milk tea. The sweet taste seemed to restore some of her energy, prompting her to take a few more sips.

After seeing that Wen Xin looked somewhat better after drinking the milk tea, Mu Chengxi stood and walked over to Old Madam Mu, taking her hand.

“Grandma, it’s not that I don’t want the Mu Group. The growth of Mu Group necessitates sacrifices. This is just a transitional phase. When the time comes, I will reclaim the group.”

Possibly hearing Mu Chengxi’s voice, Old Madam Mu’s eyebrows furrowed tightly. Zhuge Jingming watched surprisingly, feeling hopeful about her awakening.

Time passed excruciatingly slowly; the twenty minutes made everyone both inside and outside the room grow increasingly impatient.

Auntie Fu sneaked in from outside and walked over to Wen Xin’s side, looking at her with a face full of melancholy, she sighed softly.

“Miss Wen, how is the Old Madam’s condition? Should we send the Old Madam to the hospital now? Early this morning, senior Mr. Mu came and caused a scene; not only did he injure the butler, but he also upset the Old Madam to this extent.”

Hearing that Mu Jingang had started a fight at the old mansion and had injured the butler, both Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi unconsciously raised their heads to look at Auntie Fu.

“Auntie Fu, did you say that my uncle got physical at the old mansion, injuring the butler?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what happened. Senior Mr. Mu lost control of his emotions. He tried to confront the Old Madam, and when the butler tried to stop him, he struck the butler. That’s why the Old Madam got a bit angry, and things escalated to this situation.”

Hearing Auntie Fu’s words, Mu Chengxi’s temples throbbed violently. He knew on his way here that Mu Jingang had caused trouble, but he was unclear about the other details; he hadn’t expected him to resort to violence.

“Cough cough… cough cough cough…”

The Old Madam suddenly coughed a few times while lying in bed, causing Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi both to abruptly stand up from the couch, and Zhuge Jingming also moved forward excitedly.

“Little… Little Yao…” the Old Madam called out weakly, using her affectionate nickname for Mu Chengxi…

Mu Chengxi quickly walked over to the Old Madam’s side, holding her somewhat aged hand, “Grandma, don’t talk, let Wen Xin check on you first.”

By then, Wen Xin had also approached the Old Madam’s side and spoke as she looked into her dim eyes, “Grandma, I’m going to remove the golden needles from your body, then you will be able to move on your own.”

While speaking, Wen Xin began her task; when all the golden needles were removed, her fingers rested on the Old Madam’s wrist, and she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief—fortunately, it was another scare without real danger.

Mu Chengxi had been watching Wen Xin the whole time, and realizing from her expression that his grandmother was probably alright, he guessed.

“Grandma, even though it was a scare without danger this time, you really can’t afford to get angry again. Have you thought about what would happen if Wen Xin weren’t here? What if we couldn’t make it in time? Didn’t you say you wanted to help us take care of children?”

Before the Old Madam could speak, Mu Chengxi took the initiative, knowing what she truly wanted—it was now that a grandchild is in the picture, her greatest wish was probably for them to have children.

Therefore, Mu Chengxi did not hesitate to use a method of coaxing the elderly, to help her recovery quicker.

As Mu Chengxi mentioned children, Wen Xin, who was organizing the golden needles, couldn’t help but look up at Mu Chengxi, not having any special thoughts, just feeling that Mu Chengxi really dared to say anything!

Old Madam Mu, upon hearing Mu Chengxi’s words, sighed softly. She genuinely did not want to be a burden to them, but her body just wasn’t cooperating, and she felt helpless.

“Don’t worry; I will take good care of myself. Don’t worry about me. Whatever you want to do, just do it. Your grandfather believes in you, and naturally, I believe in you too. I believe you can handle it!”

After speaking, Old Madam Mu held Mu Chengxi’s hand, her words deep and heartfelt, “Take good care of Little Xin Xin and yourself. The winds of Beijing are fierce, so be extra cautious.”

“Yes, we are careful. Don’t worry about us, Grandma,” Mu Chengxi said as he tucked the Old Madam’s hand back under the blanket, his tone gentle as he reassured the tired-looking Old Madam.