Chapter 214
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Son, do your best!
Shen Hongyang and Mrs. Shen rushed to see the old man in the ward. They saw that the old man's face was rosy, his breathing was long, and he was sleeping soundly.
Song Yaoyao's head was dizzy. She quickly leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground, squatting down to rest.
"Are you alright?"
The doctor had already taken the old man for a check-up, and a large group of people followed behind.
Shen Xun supported her and asked with a frown.
"I'm fine."
It was no wonder that Grandpa stopped performing acupuncture on others. This kind of thing consumed too much mental energy. Song Yaoyao needed full concentration for two whole hours. Now, as long as she thought about something, her head felt like it was being pricked by needles.
She was in desperate need of rest.
In the distance, Huo Yunque had just stepped out of the elevator when he saw Old Master Huo leaning against the wall and looking at him with a smile.
"What is it?"
He raised his eyebrows and continued walking inside. "Where is she?"
Old Master Huo pursed his lips and a mischievous look flashed across his eyes.
"Well, isn't that right? The little girl looked exhausted, and it made one's heart ache. Look, that kid from the Shen family doesn't even want his grandfather anymore. He's staring at Yaoyao. Not to mention, when the two of them stand together, it's quite … hey, hey, where are you going? I'm not done yet! "
Old Master Huo craned his neck and looked at his son's big and quick strides. He was amused.
"You're still pretending in front of me? Keep pretending!"
As soon as he saw a young lad fawning over a young lady, wouldn't he be anxious?
With his hands behind his back, he found a nurse and asked which floor Old Man Shen was on. Then, he slowly walked over.
This was a matter of the younger generation. Let the younger generation deal with it themselves.
Son, do your best!
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Huo Yunque didn't know how rich Old Master Huo's mind was. He saw Song Yaoyao squatting by the wall. Her face was as white as a sheet of paper. She was so tiny, and his heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.
Her thin lips pursed tightly as she heard Shen Xun say, "Can you still walk? Shall I carry you to rest? "
"Song Yaoyao."
He suddenly spoke.
Shen Xun's back stiffened for a moment, but he quickly relaxed. He stood up and greeted Huo Yunque as if nothing had happened.
"Hello."
Huo Yunque nodded slightly and strode over to Song Yaoyao. He looked down at her and said, "It's only been a short while, and you're already in this state. Do you want an injection again?"
He knew what Song Yaoyao was most afraid of. He said those words to scare her so that she would not work so hard.
Song Yaoyao's muscles twitched. She could still remember that feeling.
She pouted and opened her arms to Huo Yunque. She dragged her voice coquettishly and said, "Brother, hug ~"
"Walk by yourself."
Although he said that, the man still bent down and picked her up.
Song Yaoyao shook her legs and hummed, "I'm tired ~ I can't walk anymore ~"
Shen Xun put his hands in his pockets and retreated to the side. His eyes darkened.
Huo Yunque clicked his tongue and said, "You know how to be tired?"
She was usually a delicate little girl. She would cry so hard at the slightest pain and illness. Now, her face was as pale as a sheet as she endured it.
Song Yaoyao snuggled into Huo Yunque's arms and found a comfortable position to close her eyes.
She waved her hand and said, "Shen Xun, I'll leave with Brother first. I'll come back tomorrow."
Huo Yunque paused in his steps. "You'll come back tomorrow?"
He was cold and his tone was harsh.
Song Yaoyao was terrified and said meekly, "Of course …"
When she said that, she felt that the air around her was about to freeze.
Shen Xun pursed his lips and looked at the back view of the man carrying the little girl. He chased after him and said loudly, "Song Yaoyao, thank you —"
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