Jiang Can's expression changed slightly, and he pondered for a long time.
Since the unpleasant incident at home last time, she hasn't heard from Yin Shaoqing for a long time.
"I don't know if he's in Yangcheng or not," Jiang Can answered truthfully. "But he's a long-term worker at the Huo family manor, and he has a lot of work to do every day. It's impossible for him to leave his post, is it?"
"Oh." Shen Xiao nodded. "Zhixin hasn't seen this person recently. I thought he had left Yangcheng."
"Dr. Shen!" Jiang Can said hurriedly, "Even if this person shows up, we can't let him see Zhixin!"
"Neither Zhixing nor I want Zhixin to have anything to do with this person anymore; he's too dangerous!"
Shen Xiao seemed to be deep in thought, and after a while, he nodded slightly.
Just then, his assistant rushed in, looking flustered, and told him, "Miss Huo has woken up, but she's not in very good spirits..."
Shen Xiao immediately rushed to the consultation room.
Jiang Can followed behind, watching Shen Xiao rush upstairs. As soon as he entered, Huo Zhixin immediately quieted down, revealing a relieved expression.
Shen Xiao performed a simple examination on her, and after confirming that there was nothing seriously wrong, he smiled and chatted with her.
His smile was warm, like the winter sun, capable of dispelling all gloom.
Jiang Can stood outside watching, feeling a little touched. After some time, Shen Xiao quietly closed the door and came out. Seeing Jiang Can still there, he smiled and let out a long sigh of relief.
“It’s nothing,” he said in a low voice. “She was receiving psychological counseling here just now. She probably hadn’t slept well for the past few days, so she fell asleep on the sofa. When she woke up and saw the unfamiliar surroundings, she panicked and started shouting.”
Jiang Can was very worried, "Is Zhixin's mental state really that bad?"
"It's not that she's bad." Shen Xiao shrugged. "When she's in school and focused on studying, she's always been exceptionally good! She even told me that she wants to go to medical school and become a doctor like me."
“Shen Xiao,” Jiang Can said with a troubled expression, “I’ll still have to trouble you for a while.”
"What are you saying! She's Zhixing's sister, so naturally she's my sister too. Of course I'll take good care of her!"
Jiang Can expressed her gratitude once again.
Just as she was hesitating whether to tell Aunt Yun about Huo Zhixin's current state, her phone suddenly vibrated.
Fang Han's voice came from the other end: "Miss Jiang..."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Can's heart tightened. "Did something happen to Zhixing?"
“No,” Fang Han paused, “it’s Aunt Cen.”
Jiang Can's heart skipped a beat, as if she had stepped into thin air.
"Aunt Cen is in the hospital right now. Miss Jiang, would it be convenient for you to come over?"
...
Jiang Can rushed to the hospital.
Huo Zhixing was sitting at the entrance of the emergency room, his expression solemn.
Jiang Can sat down beside him and gently took his hand. The coolness of his fingertips startled her; in her memory, men's hands were always thick and warm.
“Zhixing,” she asked in a trembling voice, “what exactly happened?”
"Is that Aunt Cen in the emergency room?"
Huo Zhixing lowered his eyelids and nodded.
Jiang Can gripped his hand tightly.
The emergency room lights went out, and the doctor came out.
"Young Master, please rest assured, he is safe and sound and there will be no problem."
Huo Zhixing's voice was low and hoarse, "Will there be any aftereffects?"
"No," the doctor replied with certainty.
Huo Zhixing's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
"Doctor, what's wrong with Aunt Cen?" Jiang Can asked worriedly.
"She has food poisoning, but the symptoms are very mild. I have already given her medication, and with some rest this week, she will recover quickly."
Jiang Can exclaimed in surprise, "Food poisoning?"
"It's my fault." Huo Zhixing looked at her.
“Can Can… I didn’t let you drink that soup this morning because I suspected that Aunt Cen had put medicine in it.”
Jiang Can gasped.
But she knew that Huo Zhixing wouldn't suspect someone for no reason, much less wrong the loyal old servant.
“I originally wanted to give you that bowl of soup, but then Fatty Orange jumped onto the windowsill looking for food, so I just ladled a bowl for it instead.”
"However, the chubby orange cat sniffed it and then ran away."
"So from that time on, I began to suspect that there might be something in the soup."
Jiang Can then understood why he had seemed so preoccupied earlier, and why he had said such strange things, such as that he would never eat anything Aunt Cen made again...
“When I got home in the afternoon, I saw Aunt Cen busy at home,” Huo Zhixing continued. “At that time, I was already suspicious of her and wanted to wait for her to slip up on her own. So when she asked why I hadn’t drunk the soup, I said that the soup had a strange taste.”
"Aunt Cen picked it up and tasted it herself."
Jiang Can's face turned pale, and she listened with trepidation.
If it really was Aunt Cen who administered the medicine, she wouldn't have known it was poisonous and still tasted it.
It seems that even Aunt Cen was kept in the dark!
How can someone come and go freely and even put these dirty things into the kitchen?
Jiang Can felt a chill run down her spine and her heart pounded when she thought of this.
"What kind of poison is it?"
Huo Zhixing gently embraced her, feeling her small body trembling slightly.
"It's a slow-acting poison," the doctor explained. "The drug contains an addictive ingredient that can damage the central nervous system and cardiovascular system if consumed over a long period."
"But this patient had a history of thrombosis in his early years, so the onset of the disease was relatively rapid. Fortunately, he didn't eat much, so he won't become addicted."
Jiang Can's palms were ice-cold.
"Can Can," Huo Zhixing said remorsefully, "This is my fault. I was too careless. And I watched Aunt Cen drink the soup with my own eyes, without stopping her..."
Jiang Can turned to look at him.
He lowered his head in front of her like a child who had done something wrong.
He took all the blame upon himself because he knew she loved Aunt Cen. When he didn't have time to be with her, Aunt Cen treated her like a mother, taking meticulous care of her.
He also cares about the people she cares about.
But this wasn't his fault at all; it was clearly a case of being caught off guard.
“It’s not your fault,” she said softly. “Someone wanted to harm us, and there was no way to stop them.”
Huo Zhixing was taken aback.
Jiang Can's sweet smile illuminated his entire world. "And I know you're doing this all for me. You're afraid someone will hurt me, not even my dear Aunt Cen."
"So why should I blame you?"
After she finished speaking, Jiang Can leaned gently against him. Huo Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to stroke her smooth, long hair.
"Fortunately, we discovered it in time," he said in a deep voice. "And thankfully, Aunt Cen is not seriously injured."
"Um."
"But how those things got into the kitchen, we'll probably have to ask Aunt Cen properly after she wakes up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Han hurriedly walked over from one end of the corridor.
"Young Master..." he said, lowering his voice as much as possible, "Yin Shaoqing has taken a long leave from the manor and is going on a trip!"
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