Huo Ningxi gave her a nudge.

But Song Yaoyao opened her mouth and yelled, "Stop the car!"

The car stopped and Song Yaoyao looked at Huo Ningxi. "Get out."

"Hey—" Huo Ningxi was unhappy. "What is the meaning of that?"

"Are you getting out or not?" Song Yaoyao's gaze turned cold without any trace of warmth.

Even if Huo Ningxi changed, so what? Did the pain he caused to the previous Song Yaoyao no longer exist?

Song Yaoyao didn't like Huo Ningxi, so she didn't want him to get involved in her business.

Seeing the annoyance on her face, Huo Ningxi reluctantly opened the car door and stepped out.

Just as his feet landed firmly on the ground, the car zoomed off, leaving him standing in the dust.

"F*ck..."

He gritted his teeth. "You stinking brat!"

After leaving the Wei Villa, Song Yaoyao headed to the hospital again. By the time she left, she was exhausted.

She was really tired.

The only WeChat account that she specifically followed had not responded. Her round, pink-nailed fingers danced across the keyboard. But she eventually locked the screen and threw the phone on the backseat.

Y Country.

Outside, the weather was cold and snow was drifting through the air.

Inside a big bedroom, the man's handsome face was slightly pale, and he looked particularly skinny.

After some time, his eyelashes twitched and his eyes opened.

"Sir!"

Huo Qi, who had been watching over Huo Yunque, breathed a sigh of relief and rushed over.

He called the intercom, "The Master is awake. Call the doctor!"

In the early morning, the hotel they were staying in had been attacked by terrorists and Huo Yunque was injured.

"Whats the time?"

When he moved a little, there was a numbing pain. The man calmly sat up in bed, his eyebrows not furrowing at all.

"Sir, be careful!" Huo Qi's eyelids twitched. "It is currently 1pm. You've been unconscious all morning."

"Okay," Huo Yunque nodded. "Give me my phone."

A bunch of doctors rushed in and examined his body.

Huo Yunque unlocked his phone, and as expected, he had received a bunch of messages on WeChat.

It's Yaoyao: Gege, when are you coming back?

It's Yaoyao: Can we video chat today?

It's Yaoyao: Gege, are you busy?

It's Yaoyao: Gege, I met a really special patient today. I felt really close when I looked at her!

...

Most of the messages were about her day and everything she had encountered.

Huo Yunque couldn't help but chuckle.

The doctors were shocked by his laughter and they became extra cautious.

His upper body was naked with a bandage wrapped around his shoulders, from which blood was beginning to seep out.

The doctors helped him disinfect his wound, stop the bleeding, and rebandaged it.

"Bring me my clothes."

He swiped his phone, and there were a thousand emotions in his eyes, but most importantly, it was filled with gentleness.

"Sir, you need to rest..."

"Please wait, I'll go get it for you."

Huo Qi gave Huo Er a look and went to fetch Huo Yunque's clothes.

The man slowly put the clothes on. As he moved, it was inevitable that he would tug his wound. Red blood seeped onto the white bandages again.

His fingers were long and slender, and even his knuckles had a sense of self-restraint.

The room was extremely quiet. Huo Er opened his mouth, but Huo Qi stopped him.

"You guys can step out first."

However, they stayed until he did his last button and his wound could no longer be seen.

Huo Er looked at Huo Yunque worriedly as Huo Qi dragged him out with him.

He furrowed his brows. Just before he stepped out of the door, he suddenly heard a soft voice coming from Huo Yunque's phone: it was the coquettish voice of a girl.