She finally knew how to joke.
Huo Yunque knelt down beside her and looked at her as she smiled like a child.
âYes,â he said casually, âBut, even if you regret it, itâs too lateâ¦â
Iâll give you everything you want.
If you want a sense of security, Iâll give myself to you.
The only thing you canât have is you canât leave.
âGegeâ¦â
After laughing for a while, Song Yaoyao suddenly quietened down. She played with his hand and said softly, âCome with me to see the doctor.â
She was called a miracle doctor, but she could not cure herself.
The cloakroom was silent, and the air was flowing slightly.
The young girlâs jet-black hair draped over her shoulders. She lowered her head, revealing a small part of her snow-white neck.
Her heart was filled with pain.
Huo Yunque nodded and smiled. âOkay.â
Actually, he did not need to go to the outside hospital to see a doctor. He could do it at home.
The Huo Manor had all kinds of small-scale medical equipment. There was even a private space for Liu Yu at the back.
At this moment, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
However, Song Yaoyao was not afraid of this place. She was familiar with the surroundings, and the style of the decoration did not look like a hospital.
âItâll be fine in a while. If youâre afraid, just say something, okay?â
Song Yaoyao nodded gently.
Huo Yunque tucked her hair behind her head. The little girl was wearing a loose hoodie, and her small face was pointy. She was becoming thinner and thinner.
Paired with her dark, watery eyes and her quietness, she made oneâs heart ache.
âAhem⦠Master Huo, itâs just a routine check-up. Do you have to do this?â Liu Yu leaned against the door and covered his face as if he was gritting his teeth. âAt least, be more considerate of a single dog like meâ¦â
Huo Yunqueâs expression did not change. He held the girlâs face and gently stroked her fingertips. Then, he leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead.
âIâm sorry, a single dog has no human rights.â
âPfffâ¦â
Song Yaoyao was amused; it relieved some of her nervousness. She pushed Huo Yunque and said, âGege, you can go out first.â
Huo Yunque tapped her nose helplessly and helped her lie down.
The room was so quiet that it was scary.
But because of Huo Yunque, Song Yaoyao felt that everything was acceptable.
She exhaled and said, âIâm ready.â
Liu Yu regained his composure and began to prepare.
The device was switched on, enveloping Song Yaoyao within it.
The man slowly retreated. There were Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist, and on each bead, there was a Sanskrit character. He carelessly twirled the beads, his eyes dark and obscure, like overturned ink, and a silent undercurrent seemed to surge within them.
Time passed by minute by minuteâ¦
Liu Yu frowned slightly. He turned off the device and looked at Song Yaoyao, who was still lying down, not knowing anything. He gave Huo Yunque a look.
The two of them walked out one after the other.
âMaster Huo, is there a misunderstanding?â
âGet to the point.â
The manâs expression was so calm that no one could detect any panic. Only the hand holding the Buddhist bead was slightly pale.
âMiss Song is very healthy.â
Liu Yu looked in the direction of the examination room. âAt least thatâs the result of the examination. Miss Songâs body is normal in all aspects, and her brain cells are very active. Thereâs nothing wrong with her. But thatâs the strange thingâ¦â
Liu Yu rubbed his face. âAccording to you, when Miss Song sees blood, she loses her mind. Maybe she has some kind of hidden mental illness, such as bipolar disorder? Orâ¦â
He looked up and met Huo Yunqueâs eyes.
The man calmly opened his mouth and asked, âOr a mental trauma?â
Also known as PTSD?