"Is there any other situation?"

Dr. Xing was slightly surprised. He didn't expect the other party to be so keen.

She didn't dare to hide anything and quickly told what happened today in great detail.

After hearing this, the other party simply said "I understand" and hung up the phone.

...

In the evening, Xia Chuwei sat in the study room, looking at the design drawings on the computer screen.

She hasn't moved for a long time.

Her mind was in a mess, and the words Zhan Qinghong said were floating in her mind from time to time, making it impossible for her to calm down at all.

If everything is as Zhan Qinghong said, then... what exactly does Huo Yunting want to do?

"Click."

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Xia Chuwei suddenly raised her head and looked at the door.

A tall, slender man walked in carrying a bowl of soup.

"It's time to drink medicine." Huo Yunting said calmly.

"good."

Xia Chuwei took the ceramic bowl from Huo Yunting's hand and drank it all in one gulp as usual.

After drinking the medicine, Xia Chuwei found that Huo Yunting was staring at her for a moment, his deep eyes were like a bottomless abyss, dark and gloomy.

Xia Chuwei's fingers trembled suddenly, and she lost her grip on the bowl and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

The pieces fell apart and flew around.

Xia Chuwei was startled and subconsciously went to find something to clean the floor.

Perhaps because she was so panicked, she suddenly stepped on the debris on the ground.

Fortunately, she was wearing slippers, so the fragments did not directly pierce the soles of her feet, but instead cut a long wound on the insteps of her feet.

Blood flowed out from the wound, staining the light-colored slippers red.

Huo Yunting's eyes condensed and he hugged her directly.

His tone was a bit cold, "There are debris on the ground, why are you walking around?"

Xia Chuwei looked at the man's stern face, lowered her head and said nothing.

Huo Yunting carried her all the way back to the sofa in the room, "I'll get the medical kit."

A few minutes later, Huo Yunting walked in with a medical kit.

Although the wound on Xia Chuwei's foot was a bit long, it was not too deep, and the blood in the wound had gradually solidified at this moment.

Huo Yunting's expression did not slow down at all. He skillfully held a disinfectant swab to disinfect her wounds.

"Don't touch the water these days." He said coldly, "You can't take a bath either."

When Huo Yunting said he couldn't take a shower, how could Xia Chuwei agree?

She blurted out: "Back then, when you had such a severe fever, you had to take a bath. Why don't you let me take a bath with my small wound?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

then......

What happened back then is already very far away for Huo Yunting.

Ever since they got married, neither he nor Xia Chuwei had tacitly mentioned what happened back then.

It's as if the time of falling in love that year never existed.

It's as if they are just strangers.


Chapter completed!