Huo Sijue was inexplicably in a good mood when he heard the words 'yellow flower's eldest daughter'.
He was scolded, but his face was still smiling.
"Are you crazy?" Nanzhi probed Huo Sijue's forehead.
You don’t have a fever and you’re not confused. Why are you giggling?
She said angrily: "I don't care, Lu Cheng has to come tomorrow. Even if Lu Cheng doesn't come, you have so many people, it shouldn't be difficult for anyone to take care of you, right?"
"At worst, I'll pay for it." She didn't want to serve this master.
"Lucheng earns one thousand yuan a day."
As soon as Huo Sijue finished speaking about Nanzhi, his expression changed.
"Why don't you go and grab it?"
Sorry, when she didn't say...
When Nanzhi helped Huo Sijue out, Jiang Weiwei had already packed away the mattress, shoes, and pillows.
"Why did it take you so long?" Jiang Weiwei looked at Huo Sijue's face that looked very satisfied after lust.
"You...what did you just do?" Why did this man look like this?
Jiang Weiwei's expression was subtle, and she felt jealous for a while.
"It's nothing. He is weak and weak, so he will inevitably be slower."
Nanzhi bit down on those four words and deliberately raised her eyes to look at Huo Sijue. Surprisingly, not only was he not angry, but his expression remained gentle.
"Tonight, you sleep here, and Weiwei and I go upstairs."
Nanzhi pointed to the bed against the wall.
"Before going to bed, I will help you change the medicine again. At night, you can sleep on your stomach."
"Yes, yes, lie down. I put three quilts under the bed. They are soft and not uncomfortable at all." Jiang Weiwei wished that Nanzhi would get away early and go upstairs with her.
In this way, I will be at peace tonight.
After all, a few minutes ago, Jiang Jinxing sent a text message asking where Huo Sijue slept...
It’s hard, it’s really hard for her to be caught in the middle!
"Weiwei, if you're tired, go upstairs first and I'll help him change his dressing."
Nanzhi took out the small iron plate, gauze scissors, some medicinal powder, and tablets, and mixed them one by one, and finally poured a glass of warm water.
The tablets prevent inflammation and also promote wound recovery.
Nanzhi watched Huo Sijue eat it and helped him to the bed.
Jiang Weiwei didn't want to leave, so she stayed behind to help.
Nanzhi asked her to cut the gauze and began to help Huo Sijue dismantle it.
The white cloth strips were stained with blood, and even Jiang Weiwei was shocked after all the layers were removed.
At that time, Huo Sijue's body was covered in blood, and she didn't see the wound clearly. Now when she looked carefully, she found that the whip marks were very deep, and Mr. Huo had been brutally beaten.
"It's strange. The Huo family doesn't have the most precious eldest grandson. Why is it so cruel?" Jiang Weiwei's expression was exaggerated and he subconsciously took a step back.
She was really scared, it was so bloody.
Nanzhi used the best hemostatic medicine in the hospital, but there was still faint traces of blood seeping out mixed with white liquid, which diluted the red blood into pink.
"With great love comes great responsibility."
Nanzhi took out a cotton swab, dipped it in some iodophor, and gently wiped Huo Sijue's back.
"Who told him not to take good care of his family business and have an affair with a female star?"
After Nanzhi wiped the last spot, he pressed it hard, causing Huo Sijue to gasp in pain.
"Are you blaming me?" Huo Sijue frowned.
Why do these words sound so resentful?
"I don't dare. As an ex-wife, I am very principled."
"First: Don't care about your ex-husband's affairs."
"Second: Don't be greedy for your ex-husband's money."
As soon as Nan Zhi finished speaking, Huo Sijue smiled: "You are so experienced, you have divorced a lot, right?"
In one sentence, Nanzhi almost choked.
She rolled her eyes at the man, feeling that she had nowhere to vent her anger, and finally turned into the doctor's "fraternity" and tied a beautiful bow on his back.
He said affectionately: "Good night!"
It was night, Jiang Weiwei was lying next to Nanzhi, and they were sleeping soundly.
The cell phone in front of the table suddenly vibrated.
Nanzhi quickly pressed the button for fear of waking Weiwei.
"What's the matter?" she asked sleepily, lowering her voice.
"I hurt." On the other side of the phone, Huo Sijue was furious.
Nanzhi glanced at the time, half past one at night. She propped herself up and tiptoed out of bed. Turn on the wall lamp in the corridor and go downstairs slowly.
Huo Sijue lay on the bed, motionless.
"Where does it hurt? Didn't you take painkillers at night?"
Nanzhi stepped forward and patted the man helplessly.
"Where does it hurt?" she asked again.
"It hurts."
"????"
At that second, Nanzhi was stunned for a while.
"What hurts?" she asked again, doubting her ears.
"Heart." Huo Sijue held his phone, and Lu Cheng's chat interface was still looming.
"Huo Sijue, it's not my fault that you feel distressed. You should go to the hospital and find Jiang Jinxing. Maybe he is in a good mood and can accompany you to see the internal medicine department." After saying that, Nanzhi was about to leave.
Warm hands quickly grabbed her from behind.
Huo Sijue was so angry that he licked his lips and said, "I'm thirsty."
"Which of your words is true?" Nanzhi lowered her eyes and looked at him.
Huo Sijue's upper body was exposed, with strong muscles and strong outlines. He took Nanzhi's hand and slowly let it go. Hanging feebly by the bed.
When Young Master Nanzhi saw him looking so embarrassed, his heart softened again.
"I'll get you some water."
In the hall, a chandelier was turned on.
Wrapped in pajamas, Nanzhi sat next to Huo Sijue, gently rubbing his muscles to promote blood circulation.
"The pain is normal. It will be much better if you take the medicine again tomorrow."
"You usually like to work out. If your muscles are too hard, it will be difficult to recover from the wounds."
Perhaps it was night and Nanzhi was tired. Her voice seemed extremely gentle under the warm light.
Huo Sijue didn't make any noise, and lay down very quietly.
"It's strange to say that you were injured so badly, but Grandpa didn't even let Butler Huo come and see you."
Speaking of this, Huo Sijue smiled unnoticeably, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It is true to punish him, and it is also true to let Nanzhi accompany him.
Mr. Huo has never seen any big storms and waves, and even though he is old, his heart is not confused.
"You haven't told me yet, why did my great-grandfather strike so harshly?"
"Does Grandma Huo know?"
They had never been in such close contact before, and naturally Nanzhi didn't know that Huo Sijue was injured on his back.
This time she used the gauze to look at everything carefully.
In addition to new injuries, there are also old ones. It seems that this is not the first time this kind of family behavior has occurred. And she didn't know anything about it after marrying into the Huo family for three years.
Nanzhi once thought that she loved Huo Sijue very much, no matter how much she did. Now it seems that there are many things she doesn't know...
"It is not easy for any son or grandson to take away the country from his father." Huo Sijue's tone was calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
"So what if grandma knows?"
"Instead of making her sad, it's better for me to take charge of everything on my own as soon as possible."
After finishing speaking, Huo Sijue raised his eyes, and suddenly there was a hint of warmth in his eyes, which were like an abyss that could not be seen clearly: "Do you feel sorry for me?"
When their eyes met, Nanzhi's heart skipped a beat.
