Chapter 1033
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Tang Ching-ya's hand paused. There was a touch of hurt in her eyes and her face was a little pale. However, it was hard to tell because of the darkness of the night.
Tang Ching-ya quickly composed herself and said with a smile, "Okay." She closed the car door, opened the backseat door and got in.
Huo Yanqing lowered the car window and lit a cigarette before starting the car. He turned the steering wheel and drove away from the villa.
Tang Ching-ya's eyes fell on the back of Huo Yanqing's neatly trimmed head. "Didn't you quit smoking?"
Huo Yanqing's right hand was on the steering wheel and his left hand was on the car window. Smoke rose between his slender fingers. "Yes."
"Are you in a bad mood?" Tang Ching-ya asked.
Huo Yanqing put the cigarette to his thin lips and smoked without saying a word.
"Did you have a fight with Xin 'er?"
Huo Yanqing tilted his head slightly and glanced at Tang Ching-ya through the rearview mirror.
Tang Ching-ya smiled slightly. "Do you want to ask me how I know?"
Huo Yanqing continued to be silent.
Tang Ching-ya turned to look at the bright neon night outside. After a while, she said, "Because only Xin 'er can affect your mood now. You usually don't show it on your face, but when it comes to Xin' er, you can't control your emotions."
Huo Yanqing pinched his forehead with the hand holding the cigarette. This time, he said, "Okay."
But she didn't know what to say.
Should he say that he had a fight with Shuxin, or that only Shuxin could affect his mood?
Tang Ching-ya didn't think too much about it. She turned to Huo Yanqing and asked, "Can you tell me about it?"
Huo Yanqing blew out a smoke ring. "Why did Instructor Huang suddenly become seriously ill?"
How could Tang Ching-ya not understand such an obvious change of topic? She followed his question and said, "Instructor Huang's health has not been very good in recent years. He has been transferred from hospital to hospital and has been suffering from minor illnesses. This morning, his blood pressure suddenly increased and he fainted. He is now in the hospital."
Huo Yanqing frowned and sped up.
By the time they arrived at Metropolis Hospital, it was almost dawn.
When they arrived at the door of Huang Mingling's ward, they could see Yan Jin sitting by the bed through the glass window.
There was a man in his thirties or forties lying on the sofa. He was covered with a white hospital blanket and his eyes were closed. He was probably asleep.
Huo Yanqing did not knock on the door. Instead, he gently turned the doorknob.
Yan Jin heard the noise and turned to see Huo Yanqing. She greeted him, "You're here?"
"Yes." Huo Yanqing pushed the door open and walked to the bed. His gaze fell on the pale man with gray hair at his temples. "How is Instructor Huang?"
Yan Jin's throat was tight. Her eyes were bloodshot and it was unclear whether she had cried or stayed up all night. "His condition is very bad. Three of his blood vessels have ruptured. The doctor said that he could die at any time."
"Why is it so serious?" Tang Ching-ya's voice trembled as sadness appeared in her eyes.
Yan Jin had only turned to glance at them. Huo Yanqing's tall figure completely blocked Tang Ching-ya's view. Yan Jin did not know that Tang Ching-ya was also there. She only turned to look at her when she heard her voice.
Tang Ching-ya nodded at Yan Jin and greeted her with red eyes.
Yan Jin only nodded slightly and did not respond.
Huo Yanqing asked with a serious expression, "Can't he undergo surgery?"
Yan Jin shook her head. "The doctor said … that surgery will make him die faster …"
The man on the sofa woke up when he heard their voices. When he saw that there were two more people in the ward, he got up and poured two glasses of water for Huo Yanqing and Tang Ching-ya.
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