Chapter 953 Will You Support Me Forever?

Big trouble?

Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi looked at each other.

Then they entered the villa and saw the man sitting in the living room, and they understood the complexity on Aunt Qian's face.

Qiao Xi lowered her head and smiled silently.

Huo Xingzhou pinched her fingers, but he always controlled the strength.

"You're back?"

The young man sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea, looked very relaxed. His eyes were unfocused, but he didn't look panicked at all. Instead, he seemed to be sitting in his own home, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

"I asked Aunt Qian to make some midnight snacks. Xixi, I remember that you like to eat light food at night. How about century egg and lean meat porridge?" Zhong Yi said softly.

He looks like a master of the house.

Huo Xingzhou took off his coat and walked over and said, "Preserved eggs contain lead, so she can't eat too much. Next time, you should find out what pregnant women should eat before making a decision. Aunt Qian, prepare a bowl of Yangchun noodles for the young lady, and remember to put an egg in it."

"Okay, Master."

Aunt Qian felt very proud and went downstairs to make arrangements immediately.

She had been led around by Master Zhong all night, and was worried that Master Zhong would be jealous when he got home. Unexpectedly, Master Zhong was able to suppress this vixen in no time.

Zhong Yi fumbled around, put the cup on the tea table and said, "I'm out of the hospital and plan to stay here for a while. Huo Xingzhou, don't you welcome me?"

"Oh."

Huo Xingzhou sneered.

Sun Wei smacked his lips and said, "Mr. Zhong, aren't you asking even though you already know the answer? Qiao Xi agreed to let you live in the Huo family and will be responsible for treating your eyes. Don't be so arrogant."

How come there are still people who provoke others in person? Aren’t they afraid of being kicked out?

Zhong Yi lowered his head, looking somewhat lonely: "Did I cause you any trouble?"

Huh?

Sun Weimeng never expected that Zhong Yi's painting style would suddenly change.

It looked quite pitiful, and he felt a surge of guilt in his heart.

Wan Jiang, who was standing next to Zhong Yi, couldn't help but say, "Young Master Sun, our young master has been through so much and is in a bad mood. He can't see now, so please be merciful."

"I... that's not what I meant. Mr. Zhong, please don't misunderstand me. I just want to say that you should be more careful with your words. We all know that you and Qiao Xi have a special relationship, but she is married after all. Of course, I am very grateful that you bravely saved Qiao Xi and me that day."

The more Sun Weimeng spoke, the more he felt like a nobody.

Why.

How could he argue with a patient?

Zhong Yi can't see anymore, so he must be in a bad mood. It's normal for him to say something unpleasant.

Sun Weimeng looked at Qiao Xi as if asking for help, hoping that she could break the deadlock.

Qiao Xi sat down and poured Huo Xingzhou a glass of warm water. She then took two sips from the glass before saying, "Ayi, it doesn't matter how long you stay here. Xingzhou and I have discussed this matter. Starting tomorrow, I will give you acupuncture treatment for your eyes, and I will arrange a room on the first floor for your convenience."

"Okay, thank you."

There was a hint of warmth on Zhong Yi's lips.

Qiao Xi poked Huo Xingzhou's arm, signaling him, the male host, to say a few words.

Huo Xingzhou said cooperatively, "If you need anything, you can tell me or Aunt Qian. Qiao Xi is pregnant and needs to rest, so try not to disturb her. I have Zhong Lingxiao locked up in my villa in the western suburbs. If you want to see him, I can arrange it."

"Not at this time."

"Oh, then you, the Zhong family, must prepare the food expenses and care fees. I don't want to support Zhong Lingxiao for nothing."

"I'll ask Wan Jiang to transfer the money to you. How much does it cost?"

"Ten thousand a day, maybe."

This sounds like a scam.

How much food can Zhong Lingxiao eat in a day?

Perhaps Wan Jiang's expression was too obvious, Sun Weimeng quickly compensated Huo Xingzhou: "Zhong Lingxiao is injured, we have arranged for doctors to watch him every day to ensure that he does not die. I think 10,000 a day is too little, Huo Er is really kind."

Wan Jiang had nothing to say and transferred 100,000 yuan over first.

Aunt Qian walked into the living room with a midnight snack and asked, "Master, where should we put our midnight snack?"

"Just leave it here." Huo Xingzhou had no appetite, he just wanted to watch Qiao Xi eat a few bites. She was always hungry at night recently, the baby in her belly was absorbing nutrients.

Wan Jiang handed the bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge to Zhong Yi.

Qiao Xi was surprised that Zhong Yi didn't ask for food. But then she thought, how could a strong-willed man like him not care at all when he acted so calm?

Zhong Yi eats slowly, one bite at a time.

Elegant posture.

In comparison, Sun Weimeng felt like a hungry wolf coming down the mountain.

He couldn't help but mutter a few words.

After finishing the midnight snack, Huo Xingzhou took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Qiao Xi's mouth and said, "It's getting late, let's go upstairs to wash up and rest. Zhong Yi is here, Aunt Qian and Wan Jiang are taking care of him. He has lost too much blood and needs more rest, so we shouldn't disturb him."

"good."

Qiao Xi gave Wan Jiang a few instructions, then went upstairs with Huo Xingzhou.

Wan Jiang thought, it’s a good thing that Master Zhong couldn’t see it.

Otherwise, living in someone else's house and watching your rival show affection every day would make you angry to death.

"Young Master, let's hurry back to our room." Wan Jiang pushed Zhong Yi's wheelchair toward the prepared guest room on the first floor.

Zhong Yi looked indifferent.

After being injured, I talk even less.

Sometimes even Wan Jiang couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Just like today, when the old lady went to the hospital to visit the patient, the young master didn't see him at all. Instead, he asked him to go through the discharge procedures and move directly into the Huo family.

…

the next day.

It was getting light.

Qiao Xi was worried about Zhong Yi's condition and got up early. But when she went downstairs, she found that Zhong Yi was not in the room.

"Where did you go?"

Aunt Qian pursed her lips and said, "She was taking a walk outside. She said the air was good in the morning."

"I'll go and take a look."

Qiao Xi saw the figure from the floor-to-ceiling window, so she took a blanket and walked out.

Zhong Yi said he was just taking a walk, but his injuries were serious.

At this time, he could not walk and could only use a wheelchair to walk. Qiao Xi was a little worried that Zhong Yi would not live long.

In the past few days, she has been reading ancient medical books and the notes left by Grandpa Cheng, hoping to find a prescription for treating hidden injuries and nourishing qi for longevity, but unfortunately she has found nothing.

Qiao Xi walked over quickly, and Wan Jiang was about to speak when he saw her but was stopped by her.

She took Wan Jiang's place, draped a blanket over him, and then pushed him deeper into the garden. The cold winter was almost over, and the branches of the flowers were budding.

Spring is gradually coming.

Zhong Yi sat in the wheelchair in a relaxed posture, "Why did you get up so early? Aren't you sleepy?"

Qiao Xi asked: "How do you know it was me?"

"Intuition."

There is no one else except her.

"Can't sleep? Are you worried about my condition? Is it very difficult?" Zhong Yi almost guessed what she was thinking.

Qiao Xi said slowly: "I will cure you."

Zhong Yi looked in the direction of her voice, raised his head and asked, "If I can't be cured, will you support me for the rest of my life?"