Song Li: "Come over here and check him out. Is he suffering from some terminal disease and will not live long..." Huo Siyuan's painful expression just now, with his blood vessels bulging all over his body, left a deep shadow on her.
In Song Li's eyes, Huo Siyuan was the Son of the World, a man who could stir up a storm in the world with just a flick of his finger, powerful and omnipotent. How could he possibly look so painful?
"Ali, you really care about me." Huo Siyuan held his forehead with one hand and smiled faintly. Although his face was pale, there was no trace of pain on it.
"Doctor, please check if he is sick." Song Li ignored him and urged the doctor.
The doctor could only step forward and ask, "Mr. Huo, what's wrong with you?"
"My chest hurts, my whole body hurts." Huo Siyuan looked at Song Li who was standing next to him with a worried look on his face, and suddenly touched his chest with a painful expression.
The doctor's expression suddenly became serious. Just as he was about to take out the instrument for testing, Huo Siyuan's next words made him pause.
"Ali, rub it for me and it won't hurt," Huo Siyuan cast a coquettish glance at Song Li beside him, reached out and grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest, his tone ambiguous and lingering, "Ali, as long as you feel sorry for me, I'll be fine."
Song Li: “…”
Doctor: “…” Sorry to bother you, he shouldn’t have come here.
The way rich people show their affection is indeed unique and ingenious.
The doctor finally dutifully examined Huo Siyuan and concluded that Mr. Huo was in excellent health, with no issues at all. He could easily kill a cow with one punch, but he had a bit of a temper, which translated to "a lack of satisfaction."
Desire, seek, not, satisfied.
Song Li's eyes twitched: "..."
She didn't know if it was Song Li's illusion, but when the doctor said Huo Siyuan was hot and irritable, he seemed to glance at her out of the corner of his eye, and Song Li's face turned red with irritation.
The doctor finally prescribed some medicine to reduce the fever and left.
As soon as the doctor left, Song Li approached Huo Siyuan aggressively: "You were pretending to scare me just now, weren't you? Huo Siyuan, it seems you are playing a trick on me! With your acting skills, you can win the Best Actor award, right?"
It was pretended to be real, and Song Li was extremely nervous at the time.
She was so anxious that she almost tripped and fell when she ran out the door.
Looking at Huo Siyuan who acted as if nothing had happened, Song Li felt that he was extremely stupid just now.
Huo Siyuan twirled the teacup between his fingers, leaning lazily against the sofa. He looked up at Song Li with a smile, "Ali, as long as you're by my side, I won't feel any pain."
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