"Hehe, I don’t know if he will give up on the exam, but when he gets the letter, he’ll definitely want to strangle me for sure."
Thinking about Ye Zi’an’s annoyed expression upon seeing the letter made Mu Shaoling’s mood exceptionally good.
"What did you do?" Yang Chuxia eyed him suspiciously.
The Young Master Mu got up lazily from the chair, waved his hand like a lord, "Nothing much—just told him you’re already a month and a half pregnant, by the way, informed him that he’s going to be a father, and to come back early."
After he finished speaking, he left before Yang Chuxia could respond.
When Yang Chuxia came to her senses, where could she still see him?
"This Mu Shaoling, I want to pinch him to death." Isn’t he deliberately causing trouble? His mischief is really something.
Of course, with Brother An’s intelligence and trust in her, he wouldn’t overthink it, but she indeed could imagine Brother An’s displeasure.
"With your current physical condition, you should stop thinking about pinching me to death and just rest quietly." Who knew Mu Shaoling would come back just after leaving.
"I think you’re so boring, Brother An won’t believe you anyway."
"I know," Mu Shaoling leaned back against the door with the ease of a lord, his tone nonchalant.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia felt even more helpless, "Knowing that, why would you write such a thing?"
"Is it wrong for me to not want to see his happy face?"
Yang Chuxia was taken aback, spread her hands, "Okay then, Young Master Mu, you win." But she couldn’t stop criticizing internally, wondering if it was really okay for men these days to become increasingly childish?
"Oh, I forgot to tell you I’m starting to treat Linhao’s eyes tonight."
"Tonight?" Yang Chuxia’s heart stirred, "I’ll come too."
"You?" Mu Shaoling shook his head, "Pregnant women should not go and smell the blood. Alright, there’s nothing else, I need to go prepare the medicinal ingredients."
This time, Mu Shaoling truly left. Yang Chuxia placed her hands on her hips and paced back and forth in the living room but ultimately decided to go and have a look.
With old Mu and Brother An away, Linhao was still Brother An’s relative. She should go and check on him on behalf of Brother An. Even if she couldn’t do much, she could always offer the brat some encouragement.
Thus, after she had breakfast, she went over to the Yang Family’s place. As soon as Ms.Wang saw her, she inevitably started to fuss over her again.
"Mother, where are Linhao and the others staying now?"
"In the courtyard at the west side, Divine Doctor Mu said it’s quiet there, no one will bother him, and insisted on staying there," Ms.Wang replied, "Divine Doctor Mu is really odd. He doesn’t let anyone serve him and even drove out the two maids who originally worked in that courtyard."
Yang Chuxia figured that Mu Shaoling didn’t like to be disturbed during his treatments, especially now that he would be performing eye transplants. A slight interference could affect the whole process. She feared some careless servant might barge in.
Therefore, Yang Chuxia reminded Ms.Wang, "Mother, tell the servants, too, not to come over to this courtyard. Divine Doctor Mu is going to treat Linhao’s eyes and can’t be disturbed."
"To treat the eyes? Can Linhao’s eyes still be treated?" Ms.Wang was extremely surprised upon hearing this. She remembered Linhao’s eyes were so damaged he even lost his eyeballs. Could they really be treated?
"Mother, why else would he be called a divine doctor? Divine doctors always have their ways, but let’s keep this between us."
"Ah, I know, don’t worry, I can keep a secret," she assured.
When mother and daughter arrived at the courtyard, they saw Luo Linhao sitting on a stone bench in the yard. Luo Linyu and Yang Xiayun were talking beside him, but he seemed listless.