Shen Xiao noticed that Huo Zhixing's expression was off, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what the problem was.
"You really only see her as a younger sister?" Huo Zhixing asked with a stern face.
Shen Xiao gasped and paused for a few seconds.
"Otherwise what?" He looked at Huo Zhixing. "What... what else could I possibly consider her as?"
"Haven't you thought about anything else?"
Other...
Shen Xiao was stunned again.
Huo Zhixing got angry when he saw his blank expression.
He's hopeless; no wonder he chased Lin Yuqing for so long, but still let her go!
"Zhixing," Shen Xiao asked him cautiously, "what exactly do you mean?"
Huo Zhixing gave him a disgruntled look. "It's meaningless! Just continue treating her like a younger sister!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Shen Xiao stood there stunned for a while, then chuckled sheepishly and immediately followed, chasing after Huo Zhixing.
Back in that village in Jiangzhou, this man had this strange temper; he would turn on you after only a couple of sentences.
Everyone around kept their distance, but Shen Xiao didn't care.
Now that he's back in the central city and has regained his identity, his temperament and personality haven't changed at all!
...
Inside the room, Huo Zhixin focused intently on choosing a wedding dress, occasionally discussing with Jiang Can what special design features each dress had.
"This outfit is a limited edition from C brand, and I think the fitted design suits you perfectly!"
"Sister! Look at this...this fishtail dress makes you look like a queen!"
"Wow, let's go with this one! The chest is covered in rhinestones, it's a Vera haute couture piece!"
Jiang Can smiled at her, "You put even more effort into choosing my wedding dress than I did! Don't you want to choose one for yourself too?"
Huo Zhixin blushed and lowered her eyes shyly.
"My dear friend," Jiang Can said with a smile, "when I get married, will you be my bridesmaid?"
"Really?" Huo Zhixin's eyes lit up.
"Okay! Then let Dr. Shen be the best man."
The little girl's cheeks suddenly flushed.
"Sister, you're so mean!"
Jiang Can smiled and put his arm around her shoulder.
Huo Zhixin tossed the iPad aside, just as Huo Zhixing knocked on the door and came in.
"What are you saying that makes you so happy?"
Just as Jiang Can was about to tell him, Huo Zhixing gave her a wink.
She paused, swallowed back what she was about to say, and chuckled softly, "Zhixin is helping me choose a wedding dress."
"I don't think any of these are good." Huo Zhixing smiled.
“I prefer you in Chinese style.” He turned her shoulder, making no attempt to hide the eagerness and expectation in his eyes.
Huo Zhixin looked at him strangely, "Why? These wedding dresses are so beautiful!"
"Because traditional Chinese wedding attire is more ceremonial," Huo Zhixing said calmly. "And it requires the proper betrothal and marriage ceremony, with no step omitted. In the end, I'll bring you home in a grand procession with eight sedan chairs. That's the kind of wedding I want to give you."
"Brother, you're being too mushy!" Huo Zhixin said, though she was secretly quite envious. "By the way, I also looked at a few Chinese-style dresses earlier, but I didn't think they were very nice."
"So we still need to find a tailor to take our measurements!" Huo Zhixing said, his eyes never leaving Jiang Can.
She was a treasure in his eyes, deserving of the best things in the world.
Huo Zhixin made an exaggerated gesture, indicating that she didn't want to be a third wheel.
Just as I was about to go downstairs, I suddenly heard a commotion outside.
"Madam, hurry to the manor house!"
"What's wrong?"
"The old man suddenly fainted!"
Huo Zhixing's eyes darkened, and he immediately went downstairs.
Jiang Can and Huo Zhixin followed, with Wang Meiyun and Huo Zhanpeng close behind.
Many people have already arrived at Huo Wenyuan's main residence, and his every move is of great importance to the entire Huo family.
Not to mention he suddenly fainted.
Huo Zhanhe and Huo Zhiyan had arrived long ago. When Huo Zhixing arrived, Cen Bo was guarding the door, looking anxious.
How is Grandpa?
"The doctor is already inside!"
The Huo family manor has a professional medical team in case of emergency.
However, there were many people in the team, and Huo Zhixing couldn't trust them all. So he had the medical team leave the main house and only called Shen Xiao in.
After conducting a preliminary examination, Shen Xiao concluded: "The old man has a vascular embolism."
"Does it mean the blood vessels are blocked?"
"Hmm." Shen Xiao nodded. "Fortunately, it's not serious, and it was discovered in time. Your medical team just gave him an injection to clear his blood vessels, so he shouldn't be in any danger."
Huo Zhixing breathed a slight sigh of relief. "That's good."
Jiang Can frowned and said softly, "Blood embolism is a relatively common disease among the elderly, but..."
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Can licked his lips. "The few times I came here before, I saw your grandfather taking medicine to clear his blood vessels in the study. This shows that he usually pays great attention to health and wellness. How could his blood vessels be blocked?"
“There are many possibilities,” Shen Xiao explained. “One is that he is indeed old, and medication may not be effective. The other is… the old man doesn’t pay much attention to his diet, which is high in oil and salt, and this can easily cause blood vessel blockage, which even a miracle cure can’t save him from.”
Huo Zhixing seemed to be deep in thought.
In the Huo family, controlling one's appetite is also a form of controlling one's desires, so everyone learns to control their appetite from a young age.
His grandfather often taught him: Desire can destroy a person. Resisting even these most primal temptations is the right attitude to take.
Therefore, Huo Zhixing remembered that when Huo Wenyuan ate, no matter how delicious the food was, he would only take a small bite and not more than three bites.
But why are you indulging now?
“Zhixing,” Shen Xiao looked at him, “I suggest you have your family’s medical team come over. I can’t handle it alone. Besides, they are experienced and will be able to treat you with ease.”
“We don’t need them.” Huo Zhixing remained vigilant, his voice low. “I have someone in mind.”
...
When Yin Ruohong received Huo Zhixing's call, he and Lao Chen were sitting in a quiet little bar, their drinks untouched.
"What?" Yin Ruohong frowned. "You want me to go to the manor right now to treat your grandfather?"
Old Chen was also stunned for a moment, wondering what was being said on the other end of the phone. Yin Ruohong suddenly sneered, looking smug as if he had gotten his revenge!
"Hahaha!"
"You little brat, where did all that arguing skills you had when you were talking back to me go? What, are all the doctors in the world gone, and I'm the only one left to treat your grandpa?"
Gradually, the art style started to look...unconventional.
"Don't even think about it! You're dreaming!" Yin Ruohong shouted, attracting countless stares from those around him.
Unaware that he was spitting into the wine, he was unaware that his saliva was splashing into the drink.
"Ha, who do you take me for? You think I'll just go see a doctor because you tell me to? I'm the president of the Nanyang Medical Association, for goodness' sake! Do you think I don't care about my reputation?!"
"Huo Zhixing, I'm not going! Even if you carry me in a sedan chair, I still won't..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yin Ruohong, who had just been erupting like a volcano, instantly switched to a deep, gentle fatherly tone: "Oh? Can Can!"
"Can Can, is there something you need?"
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