Chapter 175
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Perhaps Huo Yao was busy or she did not have her phone with her, but no one picked up.
Huo Yao did not call Meng Ying again. Instead, she sent her a text message. Meng Ying only replied during the second afternoon class.
[I'm sorry. My dad got into a car accident, and I've been taking care of him.]
After Huo Yao read the text, she left the classroom during recess to call Meng Ying again. This time, the call went through quickly.
Meng Ying's choked voice came through the phone. "Yaoyao, the doctor said my dad's injuries are very serious. He might... end up in a vegetative state..."
Huo Yao held her phone and listened to Meng Ying's tearful complaints. When Meng Ying was almost done, Huo Yao asked her. "Which hospital is your dad in?"
Meng Ying was on the verge of breaking down. She answered whatever Huo Yao asked her.
When Huo Yao received the hospital's address, the bell rang. She did not beat around the bush and said, "Don't be too sad. Uncle will be fine. I'll come over after school. I'm going to class now, so I'm hanging up."
Huo Yao's eyes narrowed slightly after she hung up the phone. She turned around and returned to the classroom.
Meng Ying put away her phone and smiled bitterly at her mother, who was standing outside the ICU not far away. She also hoped that her father would be fine, but the doctor's words were always so heartless, so heartless that they shattered all hope for her and her mother.
**
Huo Yao hailed a cab to the hospital after school.
When Huo Yao found Meng Ying, she was sitting on a chair outside the ward like a soulless doll. Her face was pale, and her eyes were red and swollen. She seemed to have regained some focus when Huo Yao appeared before her.
"Yaoyao, you're here."
"Uh huh." Huo Yao looked at Meng Ying's pitiful face and instinctively reached out to touch her head. She said unhurriedly, "Tell me about your dad's condition."
Meng Ying looked at Huo Yao. Her bright eyes seemed to have a magical power that calmed her down. She did not think that telling anyone other than the doctor about her father's condition would be of no use. She held Huo Yao's left hand, which was hanging by her side, and began to tell her what the doctor had told her.
The look on Huo Yao's face eased up a little when she heard this.
This injury was not a big problem.
At that moment, Mrs. Meng walked in from outside. She saw her daughter talking to a tall and skinny girl about her husband's injury. Suppressing the pain in her heart, she walked over and interrupted her daughter. "Xiao Ying, don't talk too much. Don't make your classmate sad."
Mrs. Meng turned to look at Huo Yao and was stunned when she saw Huo Yao's face.
She recalled how her daughter often mentioned that she had a very good looking deskmate with Sister Big Shot who was a straight-A student. Her admiration for Sister Big Shot had piqued her and her husband's curiosity. Her husband had even asked her daughter to invite Sister Big Shot over to play.
At the thought of her husband, Meng Ying's mother felt a lump in her throat. She forced a polite smile and said, "I'm sorry. Meng Ying is just too sad."
After a pause, she continued, "Meng Ying's father is still in the ICU. It's not convenient for him to visit, but thank you for coming to the hospital to visit him."
Huo Yao nodded in understanding. "Don't mention it, Auntie. I'm sure he will get better."
Mother Meng's eyes reddened again. She was afraid that she would lose her composure in front of the child, so she said, "Then you can chat with Meng Ying."
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