Huo Jiaying's consciousness is blurred.
When she wakes up again, she is already in the hospital. There is a heavy respirator on her face, and white mist rises from her mouth and nose when she breathes.
The mist gathers on the transparent respirator, but there is only one person in the ward.
And that person is not a nurse.
She moves her eyes with difficulty.
The man sitting on the leather white sofa next to her holds his chin slightly, and seems to be thinking about something.
Feeling a slight movement on the side of the bed, the man looks over thoughtfully.
Their eyes meet.
The man's eyes sink, and his lips suddenly pull out a cold smile.
Huo Jiaying's heart beats fast, and she looks excited: "Huo Ting!"
She vaguely calls with the respirator on, and when she finds his smile, the blood in her body seems to rush wildly.
She holds the bed with her fingers and wants to sit up from the bed — He is smiling!
He is actually smiling!
It must be him, it must be him who caused the car accident! He must have let the Land Rover knock over his sister's Maserati. Otherwise, she wouldn't be lying in the hospital in such a sorry state!
What the hell does Huo Ting want to do?!!
Her eyes are resentful, and her back teeth are clenched.
She props up half of her body, but her ribs are like being stabbed in the air, and she coughs violently.
Huo Ting's tall body stands up from the white leather sofa. Seeing her excited expression, he walks to this side: "Ying, your ribs are broken, don't move."
His voice is gentle, as if the sneer on the corner of his mouth was just an illusion.
His hand reaches over, trying to comfort her to lie down.
But she pushes him away forcefully: "Don't pretend to be kind!!"
Her movement is a little big, and her eyebrows are tightly knitted. Immediately there is a burst of blood in her chest, and the pain of broken ribs makes her face pale, and her body curls up.
Huo Ting sees that she is not well, and he presses the nurse's bell with a serious look.
In less than half a minute, doctors and nurses come to hear the news.
Huo Jiaying almost passes out because of the pain, and the injury seems to be much more serious than the doctor said.
The expression on his face becomes cold, and the eyes between his pupils become colder.
Huo Ting watches the doctor examining Huo Jiaying in the ward, and a trusted secretary comes over and whispers in his ear: "Miss Song is here."
Hearing this, Huo Ting looked at the door.
Behind the transparent and blurry glass, there was indeed a figure standing outside the ward.
Huo Ting glanced at the secretary and stepped out.
After opening the door of the ward, the strong smell of disinfectant in the corridor entered his nostrils.
Song Yunxuan wears a pink woolen coat and a white scarf around her neck. Her hair is loosely tied into a ball and pinned with a pearl headdress.
Huo Ting can't help but have some doubts when he sees that she looks sweet but her face is pale.
Song Yunxuan glanced into the ward, "Your little sister's injury seems to be serious."
"Three broken ribs."
Huo Ting told Song Yunxuan about Huo Jiaying's injury.
"Well," Song Yunxuan sighed and said sympathetically, "It must be very painful, right?"
There were all kinds of injuries on the human body that could cause pain, but Song Yunxuan felt that the most torturous one was broken ribs.
This kind of injury was inside the human body. If it did not endanger the important organs, it would be treated conservatively. During this period, there would be no rapid treatment and fixation such as surgery or steel nails. She could only recuperate.
But during this period of recuperation, as long as the strength of breathing was a little bit too much, the ribs would hurt badly.
Song Yunxuan still sympathized with Huo Jiaying's experience, but …
"If the ribs are broken, I'm afraid that she can't even take a step, can she?"
Her voice was soft and slow. It reached Huo Ting's ears, but it made Huo Ting frown, "When two cars collide and overturn, it is common for the person sitting in the driver's seat to be hit and have broken ribs."
"It is indeed very common, but if she can't even take a step, what will you do next?"
Although the words were concise, the meaning of the words had completely confirmed that the car accident was done by Huo Ting.
And it also implied that it was inappropriate to do it this time.
Huo Ting's eyes were gloomy. Originally, he had a plan to ask people to knock over the car that Huo Jiaying and Huo Jiahui took.
He didn't want to kill them, but it was absolutely impossible to let them appear in front of Huo Qixiong at this time.
Huo Jiahui originally drifted away from this complicated plan, but unfortunately, Zhang Yufang was unwilling to let Huo Jiaying convey the news of her pregnancy to Huo Qixiong.
If Huo Qixiong knew that she was pregnant, he would not let her live in Yangshan all the time.
As long as Huo Qixiong took Zhang Yufang back to the Huo family's mansion, his plan to take over the power of the Huo family would be disrupted, or even completely lost.
In this case, Huo Jiahui helped Huo Jiaying to convey the news to Huo Qixiong, how could he let her go?
"The person who should have been driving should have been Hui."
Huo Ting's voice was cold.
Song Yunxuan came to see him alone. Knowing that it was not convenient to talk in the corridor, she turned around and walked forward with him, "I think your plan should be the same as mine."
Huo Ting grinned, "Although there are thousands of ways, there is only one fastest, isn't there?"
"Huo Jiaying can't move a step because her ribs are broken. She can't help anymore." Song Yunxuan's beautiful eyes were calm. Even if there was a change in the plan, she was not so flustered and exasperated.
Huo Ting nodded, and his footsteps paused slightly when passing by Ward 808.
Song Yunxuan saw the name of the patient in the ward from the nameplate at the door of the ward, and her eyes were slightly stunned, "How is Huo Jiahui's injury?"
As soon as the voice fell, Huo Ting was about to speak.
A sudden cry from the ward interrupted what Huo Ting was about to say.
There was a cry of grief coming from the ward, and the soothing voice of the doctor and nurse came constantly.
"Miss Huo, calm down …"
"Let go! Give me a mirror, give me a mirror, I want to look in the mirror! "
"Miss Huo, Miss Huo, don't be excited!"
There was a constant soothing voice of the nurse and the doctor inside.
But it still could not stop the woman's cry.
Bang! There was a loud sound of collision.
It seemed that the glass in the ward was smashed, and the sound of glass breaking came from inside.
The doctor shouted out, "Catch her!"
Then there was a chaotic sound.
Song Yunxuan turned to look at Huo Ting with a little surprise, "Is she disfigured?"
Huo Ting nodded.
Song Yunxuan frowned and walked to the door of the ward silently. She put her fingers on the handle of the door of the ward, twisted it gently, and looked inside.
It was a mess inside. Three women in light pink nurse uniforms pressed Huo Jiahui on the bed, and a doctor was injecting something into her arm.
Needless to ask, Song Yunxuan also knew that the injection must be something like a tranquilizer to stabilize the mood.
She took back her sight and closed the door silently, "How is the wound on her face?"
Huo Ting's voice was calm and cold, "There are two very serious scratches in the shape of a cross, and the injury is very deep. I'm afraid it can't be restored to its original appearance."
"If this kind of wound was in the past, it could be called disfigurement. But now, there are many ways to restore the face to its original appearance, right?"
Huo Ting did not care what Huo Jiahui's face would become.
Now he just wanted to think about what to do next.
Huo Jiahui gradually quieted down from the ward. Song Yunxuan reached out to take the patient nameplate hanging at the door of the ward, "For Huo Jiahui, disfigurement is like the sky falling down. In the entertainment circle, a beautiful face is indispensable."
Of course, this was the truth.
Huo Ting did not deny that what Song Yunxuan said was right.
Nowadays the entertainment circle was mixed with good people and bad people. Many female stars would make more or less changes to their appearance in order to be popular.
Naturally, there were many people who gained a foothold in the entertainment circle through cosmetic surgery, but natural beauties were rare.
Huo Jiahui could be regarded as a natural beauty in any case.
Because of her beautiful and natural face, who knew how many fans she had captured.
But some fans simply liked her face. If her face was disfigured, maybe they would not support her as before.
She put the nameplate with Huo Jiahui's name in the palm of her hand, "It is said that the appearance is very important in the entertainment circle, and the plastic surgery and disfigurement of stars will cause the loss of fans. Compared with the disfigurement of the face, fans will be more willing to let their idol just have a few broken ribs."
She looked up at Huo Ting, her eyes were clear and bright, and the corners of her mouth were raised meaningfully.
The bright and clear eyes on Song Yunxuan's beautiful face shocked Huo Ting slightly. Huo Ting subconsciously looked at the nameplate in Song Yunxuan's hand, "You mean …"
"Mr. Huo is quick-witted. You should know what I think very well. I have other things to do, so I'll go first."
After that, she handed over the nameplate in her hand and motioned Huo Ting to reach out and take it.
Huo Ting hesitated a little. After half a second, he reached out and took the nameplate with Huo Jiahui's name on it. Then, he turned around and looked at the direction of Huo Jiaying's ward.
Song Yunxuan turned around and left with a deep smile in her eyes.
Huo Ting would know what to do in such a turbulent family like the Huo Family.
And if he could do it smoothly this time, then the future would be much smoother.
Whether it was his road or Song Yunxuan's road.
…
Song Yunxuan left the hospital and saw Chu Mochen's car at the gate of the hospital.
Chu Mochen got out of the car and waited for her. His tall body stood in front of the car door. Seeing her coming, he opened the door of the passenger seat with one hand, "How is the injury?"
"It should be recovered soon."
Song Yunxuan sat in the car. Seeing Chu Mochen also opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, she was slightly surprised, "Don't you go and have a look?"
"With her injury, she should not want to see others."
Song Yunxuan slightly raised her eyebrows, but she smiled.
Chu Mochen seemed to have known Huo Jiahui's injury.
He was right. How could a beautiful woman like Huo Jiahui put down her pride and let others see her disfigured appearance?
Chu Mochen really knew her.
Song Yunxuan slightly cared in her heart, but she did not say much.
The car drove forward. Chu Mochen held the steering wheel with one hand and took the invitation card from the storage slot between them with the other hand and gave it to her, "Have a look."
Song Yunxuan was slightly stunned. Looking at the gilded invitation card, she felt strange and asked, "Whose wedding invitation card is it?"
She asked, but Chu Mochen did not answer.
Song Yunxuan opened it and looked at it.
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