Chapter 11 I Want to Repay Him

the next day.

Huo Xingzhou's small villa became much quieter.

Seeing that things were back on track, Du Ya and Huo Jiancheng moved out of their son's villa. They also forcibly took Huo Sijiao away, not letting her be a third wheel, and leaving space for the young couple to get along.

Once they left, Qiao Xi could focus on treating Huo Xingzhou.

The room was quiet, and the man was sitting in a wheelchair with a long needle in his ankle. His eyes followed Qiao Xi, watching her busying around, her lips pursed with a look of gloom.

Very silent.

"Joe..." He just said one word.

Qiao Xi turned on the LCD TV, and the sound of the TV covered up his voice, making him feel suffocated.

Little girl, you have a really bad temper.

Huo Xingzhou stared at her back with a frown on his face. His slender white fingers clenched the bed sheet tightly, and a look of pain flashed across his face: "Hiss... it hurts."

Qiao Xi turned around and panicked when she saw his expression, "Where does it hurt? The acupuncture points... Ouch! Let go, you're going to press on the needle!"

Huo Xingzhou pulled her into his arms and she sat astride his thighs.

"Let go after you've finished talking, or you'll run away again."

His hands easily wrapped around her waist.

Qiao Xi's eyelashes trembled, her ears were red, and her lips were stained with rose red. She had never been so close to a man before.

"You avoided me last night and you're sulking again this morning." His hand unconsciously stroked her lower back, causing Qiao Xi to shudder.

"You don't believe me and insist on exchanging the project for it." She knew she had no right to be angry, but she couldn't help it.

That was his hard work and the only way for the second wife to turn things around.

"Of course I believe you."

His deep voice rang in her ears, "Zhuo Feng was sent by the first wife to harm me, and I also gave that project to the first wife on purpose. It's because I trust you that I think you can play this role with me."

The anger in Qiao Xi's heart was calmed.

"What's the play?"

"Don't expose your superb medical skills until I can stand up." His voice was calm and his handsome face was particularly clear.

That's not clever at all.

Qiao Xi lowered her head, her skin was as white as snow.

"Then Young Master Sun..."

"You are a medical student, so you can certainly treat common diseases. But my legs are in a state of extreme illness, a death sentence. Many experts and academicians are helpless."

"Okay, I understand." Qiao Xi nodded obediently, as long as the medical skills were not exaggerated.

Seeing how cute she was, Huo Xingzhou smiled.

He suddenly remembered the nonsense Zhou Yu said last night, his Adam's apple moved, and he licked his thin lips lightly. In the end, he swallowed the question.

Qiao Xi pushed his chest with a red face, "Let go first, I'm going to remove the needle."

Huo Xingzhou's brows were cold and his heartbeat was unusual.

Qiao Xi squatted down, twisted the tail of the needle with her fingers and quickly pulled it out. She could feel the burning gaze above her head, unable to escape, and her cheeks became even redder.

There was sound coming from the LCD TV mounted on the wall.

"Our reporter visited the Star-Moon Foundation. Since its establishment, it has helped hundreds of out-of-school children complete their studies and funded thousands of families. But the founder behind it has never shown up. We..."

Qiao Xi was fascinated by what she heard and recalled that Huo Sijiao seemed to have mentioned the Xingyue Foundation before.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at Huo Xingzhou and said, "I was also funded by the Xingyue Foundation."

"My family was very poor before, and we couldn't even afford the tuition. A kind-hearted person sponsored all the children in Moon Village, so I was able to go to school. I have always wanted to find that kind-hearted person."

Huo Xingzhou's eyes were complicated, and he asked, "What do you want to do with him?"

"Repay a favor."

Her eyes were as delicate as a pool of autumn water, gentle and bright, and they saw straight into his heart.

Huo Xingzhou never thought that his momentary impulse would become a ray of light in someone else's life. He was so bewitched that he lost his mind and reached out to rub her soft hair.

As if they were struck by electricity, they were both stunned, and the ambiguity grew in the silence.

"Mr. Huo, are you..." that person?

Before Qiao Xi could finish her words, she was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Knock knock.

Several times in a row.

"Young Master, the Sun family is here." Aunt Qian shouted from outside.

"knew."

He responded, and Qiao Xi quickly tidied up his clothes, "I'll push you down."

The hand as white as a scallion fell on the wheelchair. Huo Xingzhou's heart was filled with a long-lost throbbing, but he suppressed it forcefully, blaming Zhou Yu for the nonsense he said.

In the living room.

Mrs. Sun looked around and felt relieved when she didn't see that crazy woman Du Ya.

"Mrs. Sun, our wife has moved back and doesn't live here anymore." Aunt Qian was smart and knew what she was thinking. The two ladies were always at loggerheads when they met, and they had been at odds with each other since they were young.

Sun Weimeng laughed out loud: "Mom, you are so strong and powerful, and you are afraid of her."

"What a useless thing! What are you talking about!"

Mrs. Sun was so angry that she slapped him on the back a few times. Her breasts were so round and smooth!

"Ouch, that hurts!"

When Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou arrived at the living room, they saw Sun Shao crying out in pain. She coughed a few times, and the mother and son looked over at the same time.

"Second Master Huo, Madam."

Mrs. Sun called out in a dignified and polite manner. When Sun Weimeng saw Qiao Xi, his cheeks turned red and he could not utter a word.

"Thanks to the young lady for saving my son, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. I came here today to express my gratitude." Mrs. Sun directly handed over a check for 500,000 yuan. She was really rich and generous.

Qiao Xi waved her hands quickly, "It was just a piece of cake for me. Anyone would have saved him."

"You don't want to accept it, is it too little?" It seemed that as long as Qiao Xi said "yes", she could immediately increase it to five million.

Huo Xingzhou knew the Sun family's style, and they loved to use money to attack others. He took the check and stuffed it into Qiao Xi's palm.

"Since it's given to you, just accept it. Young Master Sun's life is worth a thousand gold, what is five hundred thousand?" Huo Xingzhou's voice was cold, his eyes were dark, and he looked domineering.

Young Sun hid behind him and looked at his legs again and again. There were rumors that Huo Xingzhou was dying. Young Sun felt sad and felt that he was in the same boat. It was really pitiful.

"What's that look?" Huo Xingzhou said coldly.

Young Master Sun cautiously probed, "Huo Er, are you really dying? Then... wouldn't it be unfair for Qiao Xi to be a widow? But she is a skilled doctor, so she should be able to cure you, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mrs. Sun wanted to smack him in the mouth.

"Oh my." Sun Shao held his head and trembled. "I just wanted to ask Qiao Xi to treat my illness. She woke me up with just one injection. Maybe with two more injections, I'll be cured!"

Which man wants to have a hidden disease? He has been ridiculed by the upper class of Haicheng for too many years.

"Beat me to death, I don't want to live anyway. If I can't be a good man, what hope do I have? I've taken so many medicines and it doesn't get better." Sun Shao sat on the ground begging for mercy, his eyes getting wetter as he spoke more.

Mrs. Sun felt distressed, and the mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Aunt Qian tried to persuade her for a long time, but it was no use. She could only stare helplessly.

Qiao Xi bit her teeth lightly, her watery eyes full of embarrassment, she stretched out her fingers to hook Huo Xingzhou's arm. The man took it and stroked her smooth hand with his fingertips.

Finally, he wrote two words on the palm of her hand with his fingers.