Chapter 87 Because He Likes You
Xu Ming put away his equipment and said seriously, "You know I won't do anything to harm you."
Jian Mo was so moved that she nodded vigorously, "I understand, Brother Ming, I still say the same thing, thank you so much, sometimes I really feel that you are better than my own brother."
Xu Ming was not happy when he heard this. He curled his lips and said, "You wish for it. Don't take advantage of me. I don't want to be your brother."
Jian Mo didn't think much about it and felt a little embarrassed.
After the medical staff had left, Jian Mo sat down and held his father's bony hand. After a long moment, she was speechless. "...How can I make you wake up?"
Tonight she didn't ask the nurse to accompany her and stayed by herself. When she told Huo Qichen about it, he just hung up the phone and walked in. He didn't react at all, "I'll go with you."
Jian Mo was surprised. Although the treatment in the VIP ward was good, it was not a place for someone of Huo Qichen's status.
Seeing her open her mouth in surprise, Huo Qichen patted her head and said, "What's that expression? Birth, old age, sickness and death happen in your family, my family too, and every family has them. There's no need to feel special."
Jian Mo was comforted by these words. She asked, "You just said that to Dr. Xu. Are you worried that he will tell others? Don't worry, he won't. He's not that kind of person."
Huo Qichen leaned against the window, casually took out a cigarette box, and tore off the film on it. "Do you know him well?"
"He is my father's savior."
"I've already had someone take care of this floor. No news will get out. As for that Doctor Xu, I believe he won't tell anyone." Huo Qichen lit up his cigarette and said indifferently, "Because he likes you."
Hearing this, Jian Mo's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? Brother Ming is just my brother to me. How is this possible?"
He opened some windows to let the smoke out, "So what about you to him?"
"Impossible. If he likes me, why wouldn't he tell me..." Jian Mo couldn't accept it.
Huo Qi Chen sat on one leg, staring at her in the smoke without arguing with her.
When Jian Mo heard this possibility for the first time, her mind was full of absurdity, but when she thought of the moments she spent with Xu Ming, her heart wavered again. In the past, she didn't have the time and didn't dare to have such an idea, but now thinking back on all the details, there seemed to be some clues.
"I'm ordinary, I have nothing, and I have a sick father. Why should he like me?"
Huo Qichen heard this mumbling and scoffed, "Yes, just like I didn't expect to marry someone like you."
Jian Mo didn't understand the meaning of the words at all, and stared at the old man on the hospital bed in a daze.
"Doctor Xu won't like me. He treats me as a friend. Stop teasing me. I just want to know how to wake my father up."
When Jian's father first fell into a coma, Jian Mo tried everything. She dragged Jian Zhoucheng to stay with him all night and talked to him a lot. A year passed, and there was no movement from Jian's father. Gradually, she could only take care of her own life and work hard to earn money for his medical expenses.
Huo Qichen closed his eyes slightly and put out his cigarette after a moment. "Let everything take its course. There is no need to force life or death."
Jian Mo's back stiffened, and she didn't look back, "You are so cold-blooded."
He paused, and she suddenly asked, "Huo Qichen, do you have any relatives you are reluctant to give up? I mean, besides your grandfather."
Huo Qichen sat in the crack of light, his face half-lit and half-dark. After a moment, he replied calmly, "I once did."
"Were you sad at that time? You must have been very sad. Maybe that person was very good to you, but he suddenly left your life. How could you allow it?" Jian Mo had no other intentions and was immersed in his sad mood.
"Sad?" Huo Qi Chen chewed the word between his lips and teeth, and he remembered the long rainy season.
The woman who had always been intellectual and elegant, beat him like crazy that day, the slaps falling without mercy. "If I could, I really wish I hadn't given birth to you. You, this evil child, have ruined my life, you know!"
The servant rushed forward and pulled her away, shouting at Achen to leave quickly.
Seven-year-old Huo Qichen froze there, his mouth full of the taste of blood. He stared at her blankly, "...Mom, but I love you so much."
I was still young and didn’t know how to express my feelings. I only knew to say, “I love you, but I love you very much.”
The woman was driven even more crazy by this. She picked up the cup on the table and smashed it against his eyebrow. "Who asked you to love me? Why don't you just die?"
Blood gushed out all of a sudden. The boy stood there without crying out in pain. The whole villa was in chaos.
Huo Qichen withdrew his thoughts and nudged his cheek with the tip of his tongue. "I was too young to remember clearly."
All I know is that he never expressed his emotions again after that.
Jian Mo didn't know what he was thinking, and got a seemingly correct answer.
She continued, "My father is just like that to me. Even if the whole world abandoned me, he wouldn't. There was no money at home. Even when he had chilblains on his hands, he wouldn't even bother buying me a pair of gloves. But he was willing to buy me ice cream after school, one a day. Even Jian Zhou didn't have one."
"When I grow up, I will definitely have everything other girls have. He is still so young, but because of me he has to work two jobs and has become ill."
Huo Qi Chen listened without saying anything, not knowing what he was thinking.
Her voice choked with sobs as she said, "I'll go get the computer from the car."
After she left, the ward was deserted, with only dust floating in the air, making Mr. Jian's face look unreal. Huo Qi Chen slowly let out a breath.
He sat closer and spoke after a long while: "Hello, I am Jian Mo's husband."
As if he felt something was wrong, he added, "Maybe it's just temporary."
No one responded.
Father Jian lay motionless on the hospital bed, with only the sound of the infusion reminding him that he was still alive.
Huo Qichen rarely spoke sentimental words; he didn't like them. Although he was cold and hard at the moment, his tone was still soft. "She hasn't had an easy time these past few years. Don't worry, I will do my best to take care of her in the future. But her only wish is for you. If you don't want to burden her, please wake up as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, Mr. Jian still did not move. Huo Qi Chen did not force him. Jian Mo had spent three years trying to wake him up, so what did his few words mean?
When Jian Mo went downstairs to get her computer, she found that there were several more bodyguards standing guard downstairs. There were also people guarding Huo Qichen's car. She frowned: "You..."
Xiao Liu quickly replied, "Mr. Huo arranged it."
Yes, with his status, if he was photographed in the hospital, it would inevitably cause a big fuss.
Jian Mo took the computer and returned to the ward. She saw Huo Qichen still sitting there. He looked up at a sycamore tree outside the window with a strange and unpredictable expression. No one knew what he was thinking.
Someone of his status shouldn't be here, but he stayed anyway, making it hard for people to cope with him.
Jian Mo calmed down, turned on the computer and placed it on the table in front of the sofa.
Huo Qichen heard the noise and asked her, "Are you going to work?"
Jian Mo didn't look up, concentrating on revising the model. "The meeting is coming soon. If I can't hand in the design drawings, I will resign on my own without Song Ke forcing me."
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