Manager Li's eyebrows twitched as he looked with astonishment at Mu Bingyue.

The seemingly elegant and gentle Seventh Miss was so intelligent that she guessed right away. Moreover, her eyes seemed calm, but they were looking at him. That penetrating coldness, why did it look so similar to his boss?

Manager Li remembered Xing Yin's words and smiled to himself. He then asked Mu Bing Yue, "Seventh Miss, are you thinking of making money?"

After seeing Mu Bingyue's thoughts, Mu Bing Yue calmly smiled. "But I want to work together with Manager Li and come up with some ideas, not become a doctor!"

Manager Li continued, "As long as Seventh Miss can cure my young master, you can ask for as much silver as you want!"

Mu Bing Yue smiled lightly: "If that's the case, then I'll give it a try. But I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."

The room was filled with the stench of corpses. This little gongzi must be very ill. He must be waiting for death here, so her chances of success were very low!

"Seventh Miss, please." Manager Li hurriedly opened the curtain and walked in first. He then lit a dim yellow light at the corner of the wall.

The lights in the room lit up. Mu Bingyue sighed and said, "Your young master initially suffered from the cold, and the patient is afraid of the heat. That's why his condition is getting worse and worse."

Manager Li was surprised for a moment, his face became excited: "Could it be that Seventh Miss is a descendant of the genius doctor? You haven't checked your pulse yet and you can already tell what's wrong with your body! "

Mu Bingyue shook her head slightly, "I'm not that amazing. It's just that your house is completely airtight and can block out all the light. That's why I can guess!"

So that's how it was.

However, after just entering for a moment, he already came to such a conclusion.

It was no wonder that His Highness had a different attitude towards this Seventh Miss.

"Seventh Miss guessed correctly." Manager Li said, "My family's young master is the boss's only family, so we servants take good care of him. We don't dare to delay for even a second, and in the next room, there are eight maids waiting to serve him. Is Seventh Miss willing to send them over?"

Mu Bingyue's face darkened, "You guys took such meticulous care of him, how could you not know that you have harmed this little gongzi!"

As he finished speaking, he looked towards the bed and saw a pale, emaciated youth with high cheekbones and a pair of sunken eyes. Under the soft silk, he looked like a corpse that had yet to rot.

In Mu Bing Yue's previous life, she was a medical saint's hand and had seen many corpses, but she had never seen such a lifeless youth.

The moment Mu Bingyue said this, Manager Li's legs softened. "Seventh Miss, your words cannot be randomly said!"

Mu Bing Yue frowned slightly. She wondered just who this little gongzi was that was worthy of Manager Li's fear. She said guiltily: "It seems like it was unintentional and you didn't know!"

"Seventh Miss, please give me a few pointers. This … If it wasn't for our negligence, I'm afraid that … If the boss blames us, none of us will be able to survive! " Manager Li's voice trembled as he used Mu Bingyue as a lifeline.

"It's that serious?" Who is your boss to be so brutal? Since he is so concerned about his younger brother, why didn't he personally take care of him? " Mu Bingyue said unhappily. Instinctively, she was displeased with the legendary "Boss."

"Little girl, we haven't seen each other for a few days, but you are getting sharper with your words now!" It was unknown when the door to the room opened, but a tall figure walked out from the darkness. He was still as handsome as jade and had a profound smile that was as deep as blood.