(MTL)Scumbags also deserve to be whitewashed? [quick wear]

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 The scumbag of the three thousand harems (14)

    Is Bai Mingxu awake?

    When Xu Du hurried to the clinic, the boy was leaning on the head of the hospital bed, his face was pale, and his eyes were slightly hollow because he had been in a coma for too long.

    Bai Muhan was beside Bai Mingxu, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing Xu Du, she couldn't help standing up and stepped forward, grabbing his hand.

    "Mr. Xu, thank you, thank you... Our brothers and sisters really don't know how to repay you..."

    She was a little suspicious of Xu Du at first, but Bai Mingxu has been taken care of very well for so many days. Her vigilance also faded.

    The doctor just said that as long as you pay attention to your future self-cultivation, you will not even have sequelae.

    All this, thanks to Xu Du's presence.

    Bai Muhan looked excited, Xu Du pulled out his hand, said indifferently "It's okay", and walked straight to Bai Mingxu's side.

    The boy's dark eyes looked at him.

    "Anything else uncomfortable?" he asked.

    Bai Mingxu stared at him for a long time, then shook his head and said nothing.

    Bai Muhan was a little embarrassed on the side, sat back next to Bai Mingxu's hospital bed, and said in a low voice, "Axu, this Mr. Xu is our savior, without him... my sister doesn't know how to do it. Save you."

    Bai Mingxu glanced at Xu Du again, and finally whispered "Thank you".

    However, his expression was still cold, and his gaze towards Xu Du was filled with thought and suspicion.

    This is a boy who is on guard everywhere like a hedgehog.

    Xu Du does not like to use rhetoric to gain the trust of others. He neither needs nor believes that in the face of hard facts, smart people will naturally make the right choice.

    "You don't need to thank me, this is an exchange of equal value." Xu Du said indifferently, "Since it's already healed, then follow the doctor's order to rest for a while, and then you can come to the company to report."

    Half a month later.

    Bai Mingxu appeared in front of Xu Du's desk.

    He was wearing a white shirt, he was thin and weak after a serious illness, and his expression was a little cold, and he didn't look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

    There was an open entertainment weekly on the table, and it happened to turn to the page of Fu Zinan and Xu Chun's scandal.

    There is a half-length photo of Fu Zinan hanging on it, which takes up half a page.

    Bai Mingxu lowered his head and glanced, his eyes locked on the man in the photo, like a cold knife.

    Of course, none of this escaped Xu Du's eyes.

    After all, he is still young and does not know how to hide his emotions in the depths of his eyes.

    Xu Du didn't turn the corner, he put the magazine directly in front of him, and asked, "You hate him?"

    He had deliberately turned the page in front of him just to observe his reaction.

    And the result is not unexpected. Bai Mingxu's hatred for Fu Zinan started very early.