He walked out and said to Mu Zhao politely, "Hello, little princess."
Mu Zhao naturally recognized him. He was Gu Rufeng¡¯s senior secretary Jiang Qing.
Mu Zhao was quite surprised by Jiang Qing's appearance: "Special Assistant Jiang, are you looking for me specifically?"
Jiang Qing smiled kindly: "That's right."
Mu Zhao looked at his speechless look and couldn't help but curiously asked: "What do you want from me?"
Jiang Qing's face became deeply sad: "Hey, since you are here, why don't you drop by to see my young master?"
Mu Zhao tightened her fingers, her palms were a little sweaty, and said calmly, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm here to pick up grandma."
Jiang Qing was dissatisfied with Mu Zhao's indifference to his young master, and couldn't help complaining: "Little princess, even if we break up, we won't lose our ordinary love, right? You don't even know how my young master has been tortured by you. ?¡±
"What's wrong with him?" Mu Zhao asked subconsciously.
Jiang Qing said in a measured voice: "Not to mention that the young master's broken bones and muscles will not recover for a while, but this time of torture by you is also a long-term illness"
"A long-lasting illness?"
"Well!" Jiang Qing glanced at Mu Zhao's expression and found out that the little girl was quite innocent in her thoughts and deliberately added insult to injury. "The young master had severe insomnia and long-term depression. He couldn't think about it for some reason and swallowed a whole Bottles of sleeping pills¡¡±
Mu Zhao was shocked: "Then he"
Jiang Qing sighed: "The old man and his wife were worried that something might happen to the young master again, so they brought him back and invited a doctor." At this point, Jiang Qing hesitated, "But, he is still depressed, can't eat, and is thin. I almost can¡¯t recognize it¡¡±
Mu Zhao interrupted him: "What is long-term depression?"
Jiang Qing gave Mu Zhao a strange look and said in surprise: "Little princess, you and the young master have known each other for some years. The young master suffers from depression. You don't know?"
Depression?
Mu Zhao¡¯s heart suddenly stopped, and then the blood began to flow back, ¡°He doesn¡¯t look like someone suffering from that kind of disease.¡±
Jiang Qing sighed: "There are many types of depression. Our young master is the one who doesn't seem to have any trace but is seriously ill."
Mu Zhao frowned guiltily: "Is it so heavy?"
Jiang Qing nodded repeatedly, with some anger and displeasure: "Of course, if it's not serious, can my young master commit suicide because of your troubles?"
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"Youeven if you are a ruthless person, you can't just die without saving your life, right?" Jiang Qing became more and more excited as he spoke, "You're already here, why don't you try to persuade my young master by the way?"
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The viewing lights were on at this time, and Gu Mansion had a vague sense of grandeur from the inside out.
Mu Zhao laughed self-deprecatingly: "Have you ever seen a heartless and unjust person who could save someone from death?"
When Jiang Qing was speechless and wanted to show off his temper, Mu Zhao said softly: "Lead the way."
Hearing this, Jiang Qing was secretly happy: "Little princess, please."
Mu Zhao is no stranger to Gu Rufeng¡¯s yard.
In the East Pavilion, the yard should be filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms this season.
Jiang Qing led her into the East Pavilion, dismissed some other servants, and then said respectfully: "Little princess, the young master is in the room on the third floor. At this point, he probably hasn't had dinner yet. Why don't you help the young master?" Will you bring this dinner with you?"
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