"What? I can't command you anymore?" Mr. Shen wiped off a trace of blood from the corner of his lips, his sharp eyes were as cold as an eagle, "How much investment did your hospital get from me in a year? What's the result? Let me stay here every day Waiting for death! You still want me to do dialysis every day! Why don’t you just take a knife and end me!”
He got angry there, and the little nurse was so frightened that she didn't dare to resist immediately.
"Don't be angry, old man, I'll contact you right away!"
A group of doctors and nurses rushed over and took Mr. Shen away.
The remaining two old men were sensible and followed suit.
After the door was closed, only Mr. Huo, Huo Yunque and Song Yaoyao were left in the entertainment room.
For some reason, the atmosphere was a bit weird, Song Yaoyao shrank her neck.
"Song Yaoyao—"
"Yes! Brother!"
Song Yaoyao straightened her back by reflex, with her small hands behind her back, and a pair of big black eyes gleamed with guilt.
Huo Yunque nodded at her, turned around and walked out without saying anything in the end.
"Hey bro? Where are you going—"
She looked at Mr. Huo, "Grandpa, is brother angry?"
"How could it be?" Mr. Huo was in a great mood with a smile on his face, "Our family is so cute, who would be willing to be angry with you? Don't look at his cold face, he actually cares about you!"
"Really?!"
Song Yaoyao became happy in an instant, "My brother cared about me very much, grandpa, don't scold my brother in the future, he is very nice! He loves me very much!"
Seeing her proud little appearance, Mr. Huo couldn't help but laugh.
He waved his hand, "You can settle your junior affairs by yourself, I'm old and I don't want to care about it!" He sighed, "Go, I want to sit here for a while, you can go find him."
"No, I think grandpa can live to be a hundred years old!"
She stuck out her tongue, and ran out briskly, "Then I'll go coax my brother~ See you later!"
"coax?"
Mr. Huo sneered. He sat down at the mahjong table and patiently arranged the scattered mahjong pieces.
With Huo Yunque's temperament, Mr. Huo worried more than once that he would die alone in the future.
Now he is relieved.
I also feel how lucky my son is to be able to meet someone who gives all his enthusiasm to him at this age. A girl who is willing to protect him and take care of his mood.
The word 'protection' depends on how it is understood.
Mr. Huo never thought of asking about Huo Yunque's feelings. Since he handed over the position of head of the Huo family to him, all this has nothing to do with him. No matter what kind of person he finds, whether it is male or female, poor or well-matched, let him go.
In the eyes of Mr. Huo, if you can't even protect the woman you want, that's called trash.
Trotting to the rest area, Song Yaoyao saw Huo Yunque sitting on the sofa with his back to her looking at something, she tiptoed over and stretched out her little hand.
"Guess I'm—"
Before she could finish speaking, someone pulled her wrist, and in an instant, Song Yaoyao changed from standing to sitting.
And what sits—
Song Yaoyao blushed, with stars shining in her eyes, "Brother..."
Huo Yunque leaned back calmly and raised his eyebrows, "Want to do something bad?"
"That's right, it's not!" Song Yaoyao stammered, she wanted to slap herself, she didn't intend to do bad things in the first place, why is she still guilty? "I just want to play a joke with my brother!"