Chapter 2 Last Night, You Kissed Me
The atmosphere was cold and suffocating.
Qiao Xi covered her heart, her heart pounding wildly. She shifted her hips and asked tentatively, "You...you're awake?"
The man kept his eyes open for a long time without moving or making any sound.
Qiao Xi tentatively reached out her hand to cover his eyes, and her palm felt slightly itchy.
Huo Xingzhou slowly closed his eyes.
She turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, breaking out in a cold sweat. Finally, she pinched her sleeves and wiped away all the lipstick marks on Huo Xingzhou's face, then covered him with the quilt, feeling guilty.
He still didn't wake up.
Qiao Xi then comforted herself, thinking that maybe she was just dazzled.
The sound just now was just an auditory hallucination because she was too tired.
She sat by the bed for a long time, until it was already late at night. In the second half of the night, she covered her lips and yawned repeatedly, and fell asleep unknowingly.
In the middle of the night, she dreamed of the chaotic scene from that night many years ago. Qiao Xi turned over, but missed the man's eyes opening again.
The sky brightened.
Qiao Xi was awakened by a loud noise and opened her sleepy eyes.
Aunt Qian stood by the bed with a washbasin in her hand. "Young Madam, please help the young master wash up."
"I wipe?"
"nature."
"Then who wiped it before?" Huo Xingzhou has been in a coma for a month.
"Of course it's a caregiver, but no outsider can compare to your own wife." She said in a firm tone, leaving no room for negotiation.
Qiao Xi, wearing a bright red wedding dress, pursed her lips and reluctantly took the towel from Aunt Qian's hand, wrung out the water, and gently wiped the man's handsome face.
He closed his eyes tightly, without even moving his eyelashes. It turned out to be an illusion last night.
Qiao Xi couldn't ignore his handsome face, and her cheeks flushed. Aunt Qian supervised her as she wiped the man's eyebrows, lips, neck, and chest.
Inch by inch, the towel wiped every place, even the fingertips were touched.
"Young Master loves cleanliness, so please make sure to wipe thoroughly. After that, you should also give him a full body massage, which can effectively prevent muscle atrophy. You must be meticulous in taking care of our Young Master."
Aunt Qian's eyes were sharp, and Qiao Xi had no way of fooling her. She could only comfort herself by treating Huo Xingzhou like the patients she had treated before.
Thinking of this, her movements became more careful and professional.
Aunt Qian looked at it and nodded secretly.
Qiao Xi held his wrist and spread out his fingers with a towel, carefully wiping them. Huo Xingzhou's fingers were white and slender, with distinct joints, very beautiful.
"Um?"
The pulse under the fingertips was beating strongly, and Qiao Xi made a sound in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Aunt Qian asked.
Qiao Xi shook her head. Aunt Qian looked at her calmly and said, "You and the young master are already married. Aunt Qian is also an experienced person, so please be generous."
She wrung out a towel and handed it to Qiao Xi, "There's still some down there that you haven't wiped yet."
Which one below?
The redness on Qiao Xi's cheeks spread like a sunset glow.
He is a patient!
He's just a patient!
Grandpa Cheng once said that a great doctor treats patients with a calm mind and no desires. She would strive to be single-minded and treat every patient with the same care as a piece of wood or stone.
Qiao Xi took a deep breath and exhaled the hot air. She held the towel and tentatively reached under the sheets, moving it down along the man's abdomen. She could feel the muscle lines through the thin towel.
She was confusedly thinking that this man had a very good appearance and figure, and was perfect for practicing acupuncture.
Sudden!
Her wrist was held by a cool hand.
Beside my ear, a thin male voice, firm and a little angry, said, "No, no need... wipe your body."
Bang!
Aunt Qian dropped the washbasin in her hand to the ground. After a moment of silence, she screamed and ran out of the room, "Madam, the young master is awake!"
Huo Xingzhou, awake?
Qiao Xi's heartbeat quickened. She stood up and turned to look at the man on the bed. His obsidian eyes, filled with coldness and shame, stared straight at her.
Qiao Xi held the towel tightly and lowered her voice, "I...I just followed Aunt Qian's instructions and wiped you."
"last night."
Huo Xingzhou's voice was hoarse, his eyes were cold, and he spoke each word with accusation, "You kissed me secretly, many times."
Qiao Xi's whole body was stiff, and she really wanted to find a piece of tofu and hit her head against it to death.
…
There were chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and the whole villa was in chaos. The bedroom was soon crowded with people in white coats, and no one was forced out of the room.
Qiao Xi slowly exhaled, stood in the corner, staring at the closed door, and relaxed.
Finally, I don’t have to face Huo Xingzhou alone.
"My wife is here."
"Mrs."
The crowd in the corridor parted, and a woman wearing a plain cheongsam and with an elegant temperament walked over and looked at her.
This is Huo Xingzhou's biological mother, Du Juan, the second wife of the Huo family.
Qiao Xi subconsciously straightened her back and felt a little nervous.
"You're fine."
Mrs. Huo held her hand and said repeatedly, "Xingzhou was able to wake up, it's all thanks to you."
I didn't expect that a dead horse could really be treated as a living one!
She took off the luxurious emerald green bracelet on her wrist and put it into Qiao Xi's hand.
"Ma'am, this is too expensive!"
"Good girl, don't refuse." Du Juan patted the back of her hand and said, "This is my gift to my daughter-in-law."
Qiao Xi pursed her dry lips and forced a smile: "Mrs. Huo, I'm not from the Su family..."
"I know. Su Heng sent a stepdaughter here because he saw that our second branch had lost power. But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Xingzhou still has a big project in his hands. There will always be a time for him to make a comeback..."
She paused and said, "Anyway, from today on, you are the only daughter-in-law that I, Du Juan, recognize."
Mrs. Huo looked at her pretty face and found her more pleasing to the eye.
"We rely on you to take care of our boat. You are a blessed person, and my son has also benefited from it. From now on, just call me mom. He has a younger sister who has gone to the temple to pray for peace and blessings, and his father is busy cleaning up the mess. Let's have a good meal together as a family some other day."
Qiao Xi looked at the sincerity in her eyes, and her eyes became moist. It turned out that not all mothers in the world are selfish.
The country folk said she was unlucky, unlucky, and doomed. She had killed her father and her mother had run away with a rich man.
This was the first time someone said she was blessed.
squeak.
The door of the master bedroom suddenly opened.
The leading doctor removed his stethoscope and mask and said, "The Second Young Master's body functions are gradually recovering, and his brain nerves are intact. However, he has multiple bruises in the bone marrow of his legs, and he has no sensation. The risk of surgery is very high."
"Then it can't be cured?"
Du Juan asked in disbelief.
"Yes, the second young master's legs are disabled, which will affect his fertility." The doctor's words were very cruel.
"I'm sorry. Unless..." He pushed up his glasses, "unless we can find Mr. Cheng, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. He has had successful cases. But he retired and has lived there for so many years. No one has heard of him. There's little hope."
Mrs. Huo's face was filled with dejection when she heard this. Who else in this world could find the traditional Chinese medicine practitioner Cheng Han?
A hint of doubt flashed in Qiao Xi's eyes, but Huo Xingzhou's legs were clearly...
She was hesitating whether to say anything when her cell phone in her inner pocket vibrated.
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