He is still in the critical period

In the living room, Shen Muchen and Nie Xiaoxun were sitting on the sofa.

Madam Lin poured two glasses of water for them, looking a bit worried, "Dr. Shen, when I was cleaning the gentleman's clothes the other day, I found that he had bled a lot, a lot of blood. And the gentleman has already been in a coma for two days, don't we need to take him to the hospital?"

Shen Muchen forced a smile, "It's alright, I will watch over him carefully here."

"Okay." Madam Lin nodded her head.

Shen Muchen then said, "Madam Lin, go prepare some clothes and shoes for Mu Anran, she just went up barefoot."

"Alright."

As Madam Lin turned to get busy, Nie Xiaoxun finally let out a long sigh, "Ah—"

Shen Muchen glanced at her, "What are you sighing about here?"

Nie Xiaoxun responded irritably, "Mumu is my best friend, Young Master Yu is my male god, both of them have suffered such severe injuries, and there's nothing I can do. Does my sigh even bother you?"