Chapter 301: Chapter 301 - 301: Grandpa In Danger

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mu Ci strode out. Bei Shuo secretly regretted it. She had been in a hurry and had forgotten to bring Mu Ci a wheelchair. Who knew how many more incidents would happen?

At this point, let him be.

She strode after Mu Ci.

The butler hurriedly ran after Mu Ci and stood in front of him. “Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, please! Please go in with Eldest Young Madam.”

His face was filled with helplessness.

Mu Ci snorted. “Do you want to ask my mother again?”

“No need, no need. Eldest Young Master, you should go in quickly. Old Master is in the guest room on the first floor. The doctor is already here,” the butler hurriedly said.

Bei Shuo couldn’t help but feel anxious. She tugged at Mu Ci, indicating that he shouldn’t argue with this butler. It was more important to see Grandpa.

There was only one person in the Mu Family who doted on Mu Ci. She did not want anything to happen to his grandfather.

Mu Ci didn’t even look at the butler. He pulled Bei Shuo in and went straight to the guest room on the first floor.

“Mu Ci!” Song Nan, who was pregnant, shouted in the living room.

Mu Ci didn’t stop walking. He walked forward without looking sideways. Bei Shuo pretended not to hear her. However, she saw Song Nan’s stomach from the corner of her eye and was shocked. Why was it so big? Was she carrying twins too?

Mu Chen lay on the bed with his eyes closed. There were four to five doctors in white coats around him, but Old Jiang was nowhere to be seen. Bei Shuo frowned. Old Jiang had never left Old Master. He was like Old Master’s walking stick.

Duan Si saw them at a glance and shouted, “Why did you come in? Didn’t I not let you in? Why did you come in?”

She was targeting Bei Shuo.

Bei Shuo didn’t look at her. Mu Ci would deal with her. She looked at the Old Master on the bed. Was he still pretending to be sick this time? She had seen Old Master’s acting skills before.

Mu Ci ignored Duan Si this time. He pushed the doctor away and said to Bei Shuo, “Go and see Grandpa.” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The doctor staggered from his push, but he did not dare to say anything and retreated to the side.

Duan Si roared, “What are you doing? Are you trying to rebel? What else can you do?”

Mu Ci said coldly, “If you know what’s good for you, get out! Don’t force me to act!”

The doctors looked at each other. They did not dare to move or not move. They were in a dilemma.

“They’re here to treat Old Master! Why are you acting so wild? 1 kindly asked you to see your grandfather for the last time, but you actually dare to act up? Don’t think that only that wild girl knows how to treat illnesses! She’s a witch!” “Du Cong!” Mu Ci roared.

Du Cong, who was standing at the door, immediately came in with another subordinate.

“Throw out the unrelated people!” Mu Ci instructed with a dark expression.

Du Cong and his subordinates each grabbed the white coat closest to them and threw them out without saying goodbye.

“All!” Duan Si screamed.

“All!” Song Nan screamed outside.

“Oh my god, Song Nan, are you alright?” Duan Si suddenly remembered that Song Nan was still outside, so she rushed out. Du Cong “invited” the other doctors out.

Bei Shuo had already taken out acupuncture needles and was calmly administering acupuncture on Old Master.

“How is it?” Mu Ci asked nervously.

“It’s a fainting spell. His aura is in a mess. He must have just been angry and his heart was attacked by anger. I’ll guide this fiery aura out first. Brother, guard the door and don’t let anyone in. Try your best to keep it quiet. I only need 20 minutes,” Bei Shuo said without looking up.

“Alright! Du Cong, come out with me!” Mu Ci strode out.

The moment he saw Mu Ci, Duan Si screamed. “You scared Song Nan. Her stomach hurts now!”

Mu Ci frowned and closed the door. He instructed coldly, “From now on, if anyone dares to speak loudly, Du Cong, throw them out!”

“Yes!” Du Cong’s gaze swept across the crowd coldly.

Duan Si involuntarily shrunk her neck.

Song Nan snorted.

“Song Nan, what’s wrong? What’s wrong? Does your stomach hurt?” Duan Si lowered her voice and asked anxiously.

Song Nan looked at Mu Ci with tears in her eyes and said in a choked voice, “M-my stomach hurts.”

Mu Ci looked at her and smiled coldly. He instructed, “Du Cong, call ‘Mr. Mu’ and tell him that Miss Song is giving birth!”

He emphasized the words “Mr. Mu” on purpose, and Song Nan’s face turned pale..