Chapter 728 Broken leg

  Master Mu entered the room and looked at his only son, who was paralyzed on the bed with two legs tied to a plank and couldn't move. The extreme pain of the broken leg caused cold sweat on his face.

  His distressed heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were trembling, and his face was even darker than that of coal. Who would have the guts to lay hands on his son in the city?

He raised his head and stopped looking at his son in pain on the bed, but gritted his teeth in a low voice and asked the servant of Young Master Mu: "What happened? You have to tell me carefully back and forth. Omission!"

  Although the master's tone was calm, the servant could hear the murderous intent behind the calmness! His body also trembled instinctively, he swallowed his saliva and recounted in detail before and after going out.

  He heard it was an accident from the boy's mouth, but he is not good at guessing people's hearts with the greatest malice.

Thinking that Pengcheng had an enemy who was hiding in the dark and wanted to kill him at any time, Master Mu's face darkened even more, his brows were tightly knit together, almost knotted, he turned his head and said to the accompanying steward: "Go and check it out." Find out what's going on here? Are there any traces of man-made?"

  The steward stepped down.

Master Mu turned his head and glared, his eyes full of anger stared at the maid who was standing on the bed as a quail, pointed to Young Master Mu who was sweating profusely on the bed, and vented his anger: "You are always like this! Taking care of the master? Didn’t you see the young master’s sweaty head, so I don’t know how to help him with cooking? Are you sticking it there as a wooden stake?”

  The little maid was reprimanded innocently, her body trembling with fright, she didn't dare to refute, she didn't dare to cry, she silently bowed and hastily left the room to fetch hot water.

  Just as he stepped out of the room, he almost bumped into Mrs. Mu who wanted to enter, but fortunately she dodged cleverly.

Mrs. Mu didn't have the heart to pay attention to an ordinary little maid at this moment, she jumped on Master Mu when she entered the room: "Master, poor He'er, whoever kills a thousand knives, is wicked and smokes, has trouble with our He'er, He actually wanted to kill my son, but fortunately, the ancestor blessed him and saved his life, but..."

  Both legs are broken, and I don't know if they can be restored? If not, what should I do for the rest of my life?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Mu's heart surged with hatred, "Master, you must avenge our son, and no matter who is found out, he must be skinned and cramped, and cut into pieces! Only then can the hatred in my heart be relieved! My poor son my son"

   "Okay! He'er isn't dead yet, I'm crying here!" Master Mu brushed away his wife who was lying on top of him in annoyance. The most annoying thing in his life was women crying!

  Crying can make you upset, confused, thinking knotted, unresponsive, life is worse than death!

  Mrs. Mu was heartbroken, crying? Is there any father in the world who speaks so badly?

  At this moment, she didn't know whether to cry or cry. She stood up straight sadly, bowed her head and stood aside. From time to time, she looked down at her son who was crying in pain on the bed, and then glanced at her husband who was furious with his hands behind his back.

  Master Mu looked at his bewildered stepwife, and he felt pity in his heart. Since the accident of his original wife, he has not married for many years, focusing on the family business. When the family recovers some vitality, he will have time to consider the issue of inheriting the family.

  The life of the old husband and young wife has also been sweet, especially the birth of the eldest son, which has added a lot of happiness to the family.

  Now all this...

  (end of this chapter)