His gentle tone and his doting gaze made Song Yaoyaoâs eyes turn red.
She was reminded of her brother from her previous life; he also doted on her unconditionally like this.
But there was something different about Huo Yunque.
Even compared to Song Wenchuanâs kindness, there was something different. In short, this difference was the most special thing about him.
âI understand.â
Song Yaoyao raised three fingers like she was making an oath. âI will never lie to Gege again! Really!â
Huo Yunque smiled and stood up. âGo wash your face, you Little Tabby Cat.â
It was rare for him to tease someone; he was usually cold and serious.
âOh!â
Song Yaoyao covered her face and ran to the bathroom.
As she looked in the mirror, she lost her mind.
âAhhh!â
Who was the fool with all that dried blood on her face, staring back at her in the mirror? She was even acting cute in front of her Gege earlier! It was fortunate that he actually fell for it; otherwise...
...she would have been completely humiliated!
âSilly brat...â
Huo Yunque shook his head as he listened to the screams coming from the bathroom. His lips curved upwards and he walked out of the room.
âSir.â
Uncle Zhang immediately approached when he saw him. He glanced at the closed bedroom door and asked, âHow is Miss Song?â
Huo Yunque was calm. âEnergetic and vibrant.â
She couldnât be any better.
If the walls werenât soundproof, they would have probably heard her sighs and groans coming from the bathroom.
âThatâs good,â Uncle Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. âYoung people are certainly full of energy. After bleeding so much, she should get some replenishment.â
As he looked at the blood stains on Huo Yunqueâs body, Uncle Zhang felt his heart ache.
The girl was so petite. How much blood could she possibly have? After bleeding so much, how much did she need to eat to replenish it?
âOh, thatâs right, Sir.â Huo Yunque needed to bathe after all the drama, but Uncle Zhang remembered something about Huo Ningxi and decided to give a word of warning, âThe Young Master seems to be interested in Miss Song...â
Without stopping, Huo Yunque said calmly, âLet him.â
He wasnât a child. It wasnât like he could get what he wanted by throwing a tantrum.
But just because Huo Yunque didnât give any reaction, it didnât mean he was indifferent.
At least, Uncle Zhang understood.
The Master is not concerned by the Young Master at all!
What a shame. Competing with the Master will only end in a loss. Young people could make mistakes, but not everyone had the chance to fix them. Luck was necessary if one wanted to get back what they already lost.
Extreme luck.
Huo Ningxiâs temper made him incomparable to a truly mature man...
...
The next day was a Saturday.
Outside the window, there was a sea of white.
The hospital was extremely busy. Inside one of the most luxurious rooms, a few doctors were gathered, discussing Elder Shenâs condition.
âAre you feeling unwell anywhere?â
âYour swelling has subsided!â
âSome of your bruises have also faded, and you seem more energetic.â
âWhereâs the examination report? Have you seen it?â
âYes, but...â
This was the strangest part... Previously, all the treatment that Elder Shen was doing in the hospital was only enough to keep him hanging by a thread. But today, when the examination report was released, the doctors were shocked.
It wasnât because the illness had worsened; that would have been normal.
The abnormal thing was the fact that Elder Shenâs health was actually improving!
Although it had only improved a little, he looked a lot more energetic!
Had he encountered a god?