"Yes, thank you for your trouble, young mistress." Assistant Gu was already planning to inform the Huo family.

After Xun Ting bought breakfast and returned home, the man had already woken up. He was sitting on the hospital bed, his gaze fixed on his legs.

Xunting pretended not to see anything, opened the breakfast and placed it on the table, "Sweetheart, breakfast is ready."

"Hmm, feed me." Huo Lin could vaguely sense that something was wrong with the woman, and he could roughly guess the injury on her leg.

However, he dared not ask, fearing she would burst into tears.

"Okay, let me know if there's anything here that you don't want to eat, and I won't buy it next time." Xun Ting immediately moved a chair over and sat down next to the man.

Arrange all the dishes that look, smell, and taste delicious.

"No."

"Okay, you should try this, it's really delicious."

"Right? It's delicious."

The man opened his mouth to take the particularly delicious food from the woman's mouth, and nodded under her expectant gaze.

"Doesn't it feel especially comfortable lying in bed? How about I take care of you like this for the rest of my life, Mr. Huo?" Xun Ting said with a smile.

It was as if she was describing something simple, but her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

"Not so good." Huo Lin smiled wryly, a faint smile playing on his lips. Had this little liar accepted him? She could even call him "Mr. Huo."

This shows how serious his leg injury was.

"Why? Are you complaining that I'm not taking good care of you? But I feel happy taking care of you like this~" Xun Ting forced a laugh and continued.

No one wants to be bedridden and need someone to take care of them for the rest of their life, not even the villains.

"Hmm, I'm disgusted."

"...Let's have breakfast." After being rejected, Xun Ting, who was originally feeling sad, couldn't say anything else to comfort her.

The villain's calmness frightened her. Did the villain already know about the condition of her leg?

After dinner

Xun Ting secretly looked up at the villain and tentatively asked, "Mr. Huo, if one day you can't stand up anymore, will you... give up on yourself?"

Huo Lin looked at the woman with a serious expression, his already gloomy aura growing even colder.

His dark, unfathomable eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking. He spoke in a low voice, enunciating each word clearly: "Mrs. Huo, is there something you're hiding from me?"

"No." Xun Ting shook her head impatiently, feeling that she had been seen through.

She lowered her head, not daring to look the man in the eye.

When Wen Xiyang came in and pushed the cart out for inspection, Xun Ting squatted at the door of the inspection room, too afraid to go in.

She covered her face and buried her face between her legs, afraid that the villain would not be able to accept it when he found out.

Just as she expected, Huo Lin remained calm after leaving the examination room, but didn't say a word until they entered the ward, where he looked at the woman indifferently.

Why didn't you tell me my leg was useless?

Xun Ting's eyes suddenly reddened, and she spoke in a hoarse voice, making it unclear what she was saying.

Huo Lin remained remarkably calm. He had considered countless possibilities for the grim prognosis of his leg, but he never imagined it could be incurable. The man chuckled softly.

"Afraid that if I say it, this useless person will give up on himself?"

"No! He's not useless. Wen Xiyang said he still has a chance to stand up, it's just... walking won't be as convenient. He can still stand up and walk..."

Xun Ting answered quickly, tears welling up in her eyes, and she kept wiping them away.

He kept muttering to himself, "There are no useless ones, none..."

"Walking like a cripple isn't considered useless?" Huo Lin said with self-deprecation.