As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw the housekeeper coming out in a hurry. He looked at Wen Hua and frowned slightly:
"Madam, please go back and rest!"
"What's wrong with Mr. Huo?" Wen Hua couldn't see anything from this angle and asked anxiously: "What happened?"
There was another violent noise inside, Wen Hua's face changed drastically, and she was about to rush in.
At this time, several bodyguards in black gathered around and stood in front of Wen Hua.
"Madam, it's getting late, you'd better go back to your room." The butler's words were polite, but his expression was serious.
Mr. Huo has a serious sleep disorder. Today is the time when the doctor comes to see him at home. He did not expect that Mr. Huo would suddenly lose control.
Once this disease occurs, all relatives will be disowned. If the wife is injured at all, when Mr. Huo wakes up, they will all be thrown into the back mountain to feed the snow leopards.
Being blocked by them, Wen Hua was anxious. She suddenly remembered that Huo Yaoshen had a severe sleep disorder in her previous life. When the pain was severe, she would even hurt herself!
"Let me in, I can find a way to suppress his violence!"
The housekeeper was startled and looked at Wen Hua in confusion.
You must know that when Mr. Huo went crazy in the past, his wife wanted to take the opportunity to turn the family upside down, and even stabbed Mr. Huo with a knife once.
What's going on today...
At this time, Huo Yao's suppressed roar came from the room, as well as the sound of heavy objects falling.
Everyone shuddered violently.
Wen Hua took the opportunity to bypass the people blocking her and quickly rushed into the room.
The room was in a mess.
Five or six bodyguards in black fell to the ground and struggled in pain. An old Chinese medicine doctor was hiding in a corner with a silver needle in his hand, shivering and not daring to come forward.
Huo Yaoshen put his hands on the table, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his handsome face was full of pain.
Huo Yaoshen, who seemed to sense something and tried his best to suppress his murderous desire, suddenly raised his head and looked at the door.
Eyes facing each other.
Wen Hua suddenly bumped into Huo Yaoshen's eyes, which were eroded by rich scarlet. Huo Yaoshen growled in pain: "Take her away!"
The housekeeper followed behind and was stunned for a moment when he saw the situation in the room. Mr. Huo's sleep disorder became more and more serious.
While he was dazed, Wen Hua had already walked over.
"You all go out." Wen Hua looked at the people lying on the ground and said, then walked to the old Chinese medicine doctor in the corner: "I want to borrow something from you."
The housekeeper looked at Wen Hua with some helplessness and some indescribable emotions. He didn't believe her in the first place, but now even the old Chinese medicine doctor couldn't do anything.
After thinking for a moment, he seemed to have made a huge decision and left the room with his bodyguards in black.
The room instantly became quiet, and Wen Hua walked over, feeling so distressed that she couldn't breathe and at the same time full of regret.
When the sleep disorder reaches a serious level, it will affect the person's mental state, and it will be like living in another person's body, manic, morbid, and violent.
In her previous life, she never cared about Huo Yaoshen's life and death, let alone that his illness was so serious.
Huo Yaoshen's pale face was full of pain, the joints of his hands on the table were white, and murderous intent flashed in his red eyes.
"Get out!" Huo Yao gasped and raised his head. Seeing Wen Hua getting closer and closer to him, he growled lowly, as if he was enduring great pain.
Wen Hua felt a pain in her heart, walked up to him, opened her hands and hugged him gently.
Huo Yaoshen stiffened hard, his body trembled even more, his red eyes were full of pain. He didn't want to hurt the girl in front of him, not even a hair. He wanted to push the girl in his arms away, but he couldn't let go.
Wen Hua in her arms hugged Huo Yaoshen's waist tightly, and a soft voice came: "I don't dare to sleep alone, how can you bear to leave me alone in the room."
Her voice was like spring breeze and rain, which could soothe all the violence in his heart and give him a sense of stability.
Wen Hua was so distressed that she almost shed tears and hugged him harder. Every time he was sick and in pain, she was never by his side.
Huo Yaoshen lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms. The girl had just taken a bath, and the faint smell of Chinese medicine and her unique fragrance hit her nostrils.
In this intimate embrace, the violent factor in the body was instantly replaced by another kind of heat.
"open!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a huge force pushed her away.
She stumbled back two steps, accidentally stepped on the pen holder on the ground, and fell backwards uncontrollably.
Huo Yaoshen's pupils tightened, and he immediately put his arms around her waist, and they both fell onto the sofa.
On the sofa, Huo Yaoshen is on top and Wen Hua is on the bottom.
Looking at the person in front of him, his originally loose pajamas were now a little messy, and the snow-white skin was exposed between his neck. Huo Yao's eyes were even darker, and an evil fire was rising from his abdomen.
Huo Yao was deeply restrained, and just as he was about to get up, Wenhua hooked his neck, raised his head and raised his face to kiss him.
The nerves that I had been trying to hold back were suddenly broken, and the kiss was like a violent storm, not sparing any corner.
Hot breath blew on Wenhua's face. Wenhua's breathing quickened. She turned her little hand around his neck and quickly and accurately inserted the silver needle into Huo Yaoshen's acupuncture point.
I just borrowed the silver needle from an old Chinese medicine practitioner.
When the silver needle pierced, Huo Yaoshen's originally tense body relaxed, and his manic mood disappeared instantly. Then his scarlet eyes closed and he fell down on the sofa.
Wen Hua adjusted her breathing, and cold sweat broke out on her nervous palms just now.
Just as she was about to get up, she saw the man stretching out his arm, wrapping his arms around her waist and taking her into his arms. The man frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."
Wen Hua was shocked. She underestimated Huo Yaoshen's condition. She didn't expect that the silver needle inserted into the acupuncture point could make him conscious.
She stretched out her slender, jade-like hands, placed them on his temples and rubbed them.
After a while, after feeling Huo Yaoshen completely relaxed, she reached out and gently pushed the silver needle a little further.
Huo Yaoshen put his head on her shoulder, breathing steadily, and fell asleep beside her.
Wen Hua looked at him lightly. This was the first time she had looked at him here in her sleep. She had a pretty nose and a beautiful curve to her thin lips.
I remember someone once said: "A man's lips are thin and his love is thin."
Is he being affectionate? That person must not include Huo Yaoshen. If he treats her sincerely, how can he be a person who is affectionate?
The housekeeper outside the door heard that there was no movement in the house, and came in to take a look with some worry.
Seeing the situation in the room, his eyes widened in disbelief.
The two of them were lying on the sofa. Madam did not make trouble with Mr. Huo, nor did she attack Mr. Huo with anything.
What's even more unbelievable is that Mr. Huo actually fell asleep!
It's been a long time since I saw Mr. Huo sleeping so peacefully.
The Huo family invited famous masters from all over the world to treat the young master, but they had no effect. Unexpectedly, young master Huo actually fell asleep in his wife's arms.
"Madam..." the housekeeper couldn't help but speak.
Wen Hua made a silent gesture and said softly: "Go out, I will take care of him."
The housekeeper nodded, retreated, and closed the door. For some reason, his wife suddenly made him feel at ease.