Chapter 133: Little Jealous Bag, What Can You Understand?
Huo Xingzhou ruffled her messy hair and said gently and patiently, "Dreams are always the opposite."
Qiao Xi pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and did not dare to let go.
"Mr. Huo, I saw you in Xu Xingluo's ward yesterday. She asked you to feed her some fruit..." Her voice was soft and hoarse, and she wanted an explanation.
"No."
Huo Xingzhou's mouth drooped slightly as he said, "Nothing. Xu Xiuyuan called me and insisted that I come over and say yes..."
Qiao Xi interrupted him: "I understand, she saved you before."
What made her sad was not that he went to see Xu Xingluo in the middle of the night, but what Huo Jiancheng said to her. She didn't dare to ask Huo Xingzhou in person, for fear of affecting their father-son relationship.
"You little jealous girl, what can you understand?" Huo Xingzhou laughed in silence.
Forget it, I'd better not tell her about that, so that she won't have to worry if she gets sick.
"Young Madam, please have something to eat." Aunt Qian came in carrying a tray. On the tray were four or five plates of side dishes and a bowl of thick and fragrant white porridge.
There is rice oil on the porridge, which makes you hungry just by looking at it.
"This white porridge is specially cooked in a clay pot. It's fragrant and sweet." Aunt Qian placed the tray next to the bed. "You like pickled cucumbers and sea cabbage. I also stir-fried shredded taro and fresh bean sprouts. They are all appetizing and go well with rice."
She is a first-rate cook.
"You should take good care of yourself for the next few days. The doctor said that your immunity has been weakened due to overwork, and you won't be able to stop the flu once it comes. Dean Xu has personally approved three days of leave for you."
Qiao Xi said embarrassedly, "Thank you, Aunt Qian."
"Poor child, you've suffered so much." She wiped Qiao Xi's face with a towel, "You've cried like a little kitten."
Aunt Qian treated her like her own daughter. Unfortunately, her father died young and her mother was unreliable. The little girl relied on her tenacity to rise to prominence. Even the strongest people can be vulnerable at times.
Qiao Xi's eyes were moist and hot, and she burst into laughter: "It's not a little cat."
"Aunt Qian, let me take care of her. You've been working hard for a long time, go and rest."
"OK."
If the young couple wants to cultivate their relationship, then let them do so. If the young master is also ill, then treat it as a vacation.
Aunt Qian closed the door gently.
Huo Xingzhou picked up the bowl of porridge, and said with a smile: "Feed you."
Qiao Xi blushed, suppressed her anxiety, and leaned over to drink a sip. Her clear and soft eyes looked at him: "Have you only fed me?"
"That's not the case." Huo Xingzhou opened his thin lips slightly.
Qiao Xi felt a little lost.
The man leaned over and covered her red lips, his hot thin lips opening her pearly teeth.
When his affection was strong, he said, "You are the only one who feeds me like this."
"Mr. Huo, it's contagious..."
"It will be contagious sooner or later." He couldn't let her recuperate alone in this room.
Qiao Xi's chest heaved, and she pushed him away, panting: "Your phone is ringing."
"I'm going out to answer a call." Huo Xingzhou took out his cell phone and saw that Chen Xun was calling, so he avoided Qiao Xi.
He is probably calling now about the hacker Fei Luan.
…
Qiao Xi watched his back disappear, and the smile on her face gradually faded.
She covered her chest, the uneasiness struggling to escape.
The scenes in the dream were vivid in her mind. Thinking that her grandmother would leave her, Qiao Xi's throat felt sore and dry.
She couldn't help it, so she took out her phone's address book, found her grandmother's number, and called her.
The phone rang for a long time before it was finally connected.
"Nannan." The familiar name brought tears to Qiao Xi's eyes.
"Grandma, I miss you." Qiao Xi sniffed and suppressed her tears for fear that the old woman would hear it.
"Silly child, have you suffered any injustice in Haicheng? Is Xingzhou good to you? How does the Huo family treat you?" Grandma Qiao's kind voice came through the phone.
Qiao Xi covered her lips and tears rolled down her cheeks.
When people are sick, they tend to become fragile and soft.
"Grandma, Xingzhou is very good to me, and the Huo family is also very good. I just haven't seen you for a long time." Qiao Xidai sniffed and said coquettishly, "I will go to see you when I have a holiday."
"I feel relieved that you are doing well. I was always worried that you would be alone and have no one to take care of you." Grandma Qiao sighed. She was in poor health and would not live for more than a few years.
"Grandma will live a long life."
"What's the point of living so long?"
The grandfather and grandson chatted for half an hour before hanging up the phone.
Qiao Xi yawned, feeling a little sleepy. Holding her phone in her hand, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
And Moon Village.
Grandma Qiao sighed. She always felt that the child was not happy and she didn't know what was wrong with him.
The courier boy's shouting outside the house interrupted Grandma Qiao's thoughts.
"Grandma Qiao, express delivery from Haicheng!"
"Here I come!"
Grandma Qiao walked quickly and picked up the express delivery.
"Grandma Qiao, this must be something Qiao Xi sent you again. Your granddaughter is really promising. She is so great now!"
"This child has always been filial."
Grandma Qiao took the envelope and glanced at the sender. It wasn't Qiao Xi. She didn't take it seriously, as Qiao Xi often bought things online and sent them to her.
Why is it a file this time?
It feels square and hard to the touch.
Grandma Qiao tore open the seal and found a stack of printed photos inside.
She pulled out the stack of photos puzzledly and looked at them one by one.
She was startled, her skinny fingers trembling.
Her lips were tightly pursed and her face turned pale and blue.
Grandma Qiao suddenly lost her energy and collapsed to the ground.
Her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and she cried pitifully, covering her mouth. Her daughter was not having a good life in Haicheng.
No wonder she always seemed so aggrieved when she called.
Who sent these things? What is their purpose?
She looked at the sender and saw it was an unfamiliar name.
Grandma Qiao dialed the sender's number with trembling fingers.
There was a young woman on the other end of the phone, threatening and humiliating me.
After hearing those words, Grandma Qiao became so angry that she fainted.
…
the next day.
Qiao Xi's condition improved, and Tian Tian's acupuncture was moved to the Huo family villa.
Tian Tian sat in the examination room on the second floor, covering her right cheek and looking around. "Is this the place that cured Huo Xingzhou and Sun Weimeng? It's really professional."
Her facial paralysis will probably be cured.
"Lie down." Qiao Xi said, pointing at the bed.
Tian Tian lay down obediently, her heart in turmoil. She stared at Qiao Xi as she picked up the golden needle and said, "Xingluo committed suicide a few days ago. Did you know about this?"
She and Xu Xingluo are still good sisters, and she can't let her go.
"I know." Qiao Xi said lightly, taking the golden needle to select Sanyinjiao acupoint, Yingxiang acupoint and other acupoints nearby, and Sanzuli acupoint and Fengchi acupoint in the distance.
The needle pierced the skin and Tian Tian let out a hiss.
It still hurts a little.
Tian Tian hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Qiao Xi glanced at her and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Then I told you not to be angry!"
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