MTL - After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular-Chapter 33 you are mine

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Xia Chengzhang's anesthesia has not yet completely passed, and his eyebrows are very tight.

Xia Wan has experience with these and knows how uncomfortable anesthesia will be.

After repeating this action many times, Xia Chengzhang finally shook his head, saying that was enough.

This is a great way to relieve dryness and pain in the respiratory tract caused by deep anesthesia.

He had just put the orange peel on Xia Chengzhang's nose when Aunt Zhang arrived.

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"Yeah." Xia Wan responded, moved a chair, sat down on the opposite side of the hospital bed, and ate.

From morning to now, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink, and now his heart was relieved, and the tiredness on his face didn't even appear.

Help the medical staff to move his father to the hospital bed, there are not many children who are so sensible now."

"Yes," said Aunt Zhang proudly, "we will be sensible by the time."

Ask Xia Wan again: "Have you eaten at noon?"

The operation requires an empty stomach, Xia Chengzhang can't eat lunch, and Aunt Zhang didn't make an extra trip in the evening.

"I ate a steamed bun at noon." Xia Wan said with puffed cheeks.

Aunt Zhang was heartbroken when she heard it: "Then eat more quickly, I will cook more at night."

The summer evening was eating when Zhang Ruicheng's phone came in.

"Is your father's surgery over?" Zhang Ruicheng asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"Not long after I returned to the ward," Xia Wan took a sip of water and replied, "Everything went well, the doctor said the cut was clean."

"That's good." Zhang Ruicheng breathed a sigh of relief. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and take care of it with you.

"Don't come." Xia Wan smiled, I can do it alone tomorrow.

In fact, Zhang Ruicheng and Xia Wan discussed it before, and he also came to help Xia Chengzhang's surgery.

I didn't expect to go downstairs two days ago and accidentally twisted my foot.

He was going to come today, but was stopped by Xia Wan.

There are many people in the lobby of the hospital. If Zhang Ruicheng touches and falls, it will not be worth the loss.

"Tomorrow he will be in the ward, don't go to crowded places, it's fine." Zhang Ruicheng made the final decision.

"Also." Xia Wan thought about it and said, "Thank you uncle."

After hanging up, Xia Wan realized that there were still several missed calls on the screen.

Except for Su Tang's one call, the rest are all from Huo Yu.

He held the phone tightly, remembering Huo Yu's words before: "You come down now."

But he immediately denied his speculation.

He has asked Huo Yu for leave, how could he still go to school?

Xia Wan did not pick up the chopsticks again until the screen went out automatically.

The phone rang again, and he answered it without thinking: "Hello, Uncle Zhang."

"Who is Uncle Zhang?" The voice on the other side was low and low, with a hint of coldness.

The chopsticks in Xia Wan's hand paused: "Eldest young master?"

"What?" Huo Yu seemed to laugh, the meaning of which was unclear, "Waiting for someone else's call?"

"No." Xia Wan said, put down his chopsticks and went into the corridor outside, "Is there anything wrong with me, eldest young master?"

Huo Yu paused, not wanting Xia Wan to know that he was worried that he would forget to eat because he was too busy, so he made a special trip to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Because of this, even he himself felt amused.

Based on his understanding of Xia Wan, he probably would rather not finish his homework and not feel wronged for not eating.

"It's nothing," he said. "I came home from get off work in the afternoon and asked how you were doing."

"Oh." Xia Wan felt relieved and couldn't help laughing, "It's just the beginning, I'll be busy for a few days."

"How many days are you going to be busy?" Huo Yu asked.

Xia Wan thought that he was worried that he would be too busy to accompany him to see Yan Rui, so he wrinkled his nose unconsciously: "Eldest young master is really sticky."

And said: "Don't worry, the task assigned by the eldest young master is guaranteed to be completed, now you can rest assured?"

Huo Yu didn't speak any more, but Xia Wan heard him snort coldly.

I thought about it and asked, "Have you eaten it, young master?"

Huo Yu's side was still quiet, and after a while he made a very light "um".

Hang up the phone, Huo Yu flicked the soot between his fingers, raised his eyes and looked upstairs.

It was the summer evening room.

Huo Yu watched quietly, remembering that night, Xia Wan's profile, and the inexplicable happiness that rose in his heart.

He looked at it for a moment, raised his hand and put the cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath, and watched the gray smoke spread out, as if the happiness also overflowed.

The slender fingers on the steering wheel tapped lightly, and through the white smoke, a trace of confusion rose in Huo Yu's eyes.

Where is the summer evening now?

Why lie to him?

Did you meet someone else?

Does he treat others as he treats himself?

Or better than yourself?

Huo Yu could not get an answer.

Because what appeared in front of him was only Xia Wan's curved eyes when he looked at him, or his bulging cheeks when he was quietly angry.

He smiled and lowered his eyes again.

Xia Chengzhang woke up last night and was in good spirits, but the incision hurt so bad that he couldn't turn over.

Xia Wan had to hold him and turn him over little by little.

Aunt Zhang heard in the ward that pigeon soup is good for wounds, so she went to the vegetable market early in the morning to choose two pigeons, which were just stewed and just about to be delivered.

She came out of the unit door carrying the food box, not wanting to look up and see Huo Yu.

"Aunt Zhang." Huo Yu greeted her as he stood in the sun with slightly lowered eyes.

"Huo...Mr. Huo." Aunt Zhang stopped, hesitating.

Xia Chengzhang once told her that it is best not to let Huo Yu know about his illness.

Huo Yu's family conditions are good, and Xia Wan is married to the world again. Xia Chengzhang is afraid that Huo Yu will know about his illness and will think more.

Aunt Zhang is a few years older than Xia Chengzhang, so you can understand.

Xia Chengzhang was afraid that Huo Yu would misunderstand Xia Wan, and suspected that Xia Wan followed him for the money for treatment.

She should keep secrets for Xia Wan and Xia Chengzhang temporarily.

How come Huo Yu doesn't show up sooner or later, but why is he here now?

"In the early morning, where are you going?" The corners of Huo Yu's mouth were slightly raised, and the thick eyelashes were lowered, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.

"Oh." Aunt Zhang reluctantly smiled, "I was going out to buy some food."

"You're busy," Huo Yu nodded and smiled, "Then I'll go upstairs to see Dad."

He turned sideways to leave, and Aunt Zhang stopped him again: "Mr. Huo."

"Huh?" Huo Yu looked back at her with a smile.

Huo Yu is good-looking, and his smile in the sun is even more beautiful, and it also has a kind of gentleness that is different from normal.

"Sir, he is not at home today." Aunt Zhang said, "Xia Xia went to school too. There is no one at home at the moment."

"Dad's legs are not inconvenient?" Huo Yu looked slightly puzzled, "Where can his old man go?"

"Oh," Aunt Zhang is honest, she hasn't seen much of the world, and she doesn't have so many twists and turns, she racked her brains to come up with a satisfactory answer: "Mr. Zhang Are you a guest over there, sir?"

Huo Yu lowered his eyes and remembered the voice called "Uncle Zhang" on Xia Wan's phone.

"Uncle Zhang," he said, "told me lately, then I'll go over there and take a look."

Aunt Zhang was stunned, but she didn't expect Huo Yu to know Zhang Ruicheng's address.

She blushed and was speechless for a while. Seeing Huo Yu turning around to leave, she quickly stopped him.

The hospital's **** chair was not very comfortable, and I was worried about Xia Chengzhang's condition, so I didn't sleep all night in the summer night.

Seeing that Xia Chengzhang woke up, he got up in a hurry: "Dad, what do you think?"

"It's okay." Xia Chengzhang's face was a little pale, but he seemed in good spirits, "It's better than yesterday."

"Is there any discomfort there?" Xia Wan asked, "When Director Wang rounds the room, you can ask him by the way."

"It's just the incision that hurts," Xia Chengzhang said, adding, "But it's not that painful. I think I should be able to move around after breakfast."

The sooner the lungs are operated, the better, otherwise it is easy to be infected with hypostatic pneumonia.

Xia Wan heard the words, her eyes curved: "Okay, I'll push you around later."

He added: "There is a window not far from our ward, where you can breathe fresh air."

Xia Chengzhang smiled and nodded.

At this time, the family members in the next bed had just brought in their breakfast.

Seeing that Xia Wan was still leaning over and talking to Xia Chengzhang, he reminded: "Have you ordered food? The hospital restaurant came to deliver the meal, don't forget to pick it up."

Xia Wan rushed to the opposite side and smiled: "The aunt at home will come to deliver meals."

"It's still convenient for your local patients." As soon as the next bed sighed, he laughed: "I just said that your aunt is here, and your aunt is here."

Xia Wan hurriedly turned her head and saw Aunt Zhang.

"Aunt Zhang, you came so early, it's hard work." Xia Wan got up and wanted to go over to pick up the lunch box in Aunt Zhang's hand. She didn't want to take a step and stopped.

Because he saw Huo Yu's tall and straight figure behind Aunt Zhang.

Xia Wan pursed her lips, and then rolled her eyes at him.

Huo Yu looked at him for a few seconds before entering the ward.

He put down the things in his hand, bent down and said to Xia Chengzhang: "Dad, I'll come and see you."

Xia Chengzhang was also surprised to see Huo Yu, but a smile soon appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are so busy..."

"Compared to you," Huo Yu interrupted, "that's all trivial."

Xia Chengzhang's Adam's apple rolled down and he didn't speak, but his love for Huo Yu was a little more.

"How do you feel?" Huo Yu asked again.

"It's okay." Xia Chengzhang was lying on his side, "It's still a little sore now, so I can't turn over."

"I'll help you." Huo Yu said, half hugged Xia Chengzhang, and slowly let him lie down.

Xia Chengzhang is a very tall adult male, and his legs are unable to use strength. It is not easy for Huo Yu to help him turn over, and he does not know how Xia Wan did it.

When he released his hand, Huo Yu couldn't help but glance at Xia Wan.

Xia Wan just took a bib, tied it to Xia Chengzhang's neck, and carefully raised his pillow.

"Late night," Xia Chengzhang said, "Just ask Aunt Zhang to accompany me to dinner, you can take Xiaoyu out to eat something good."

"Okay." Xia Wan laughed, and then gently hooked Huo Yu's tail finger with his hand.

Huo Yu glanced at him and followed him out of the ward without saying a word.

"So you still went to my school yesterday?" In front of the window at the end of the corridor, Xia Wan stood against the wall and looked up at Huo Yu slightly.

Huo Yu didn't speak, just nodded.

"Then," Xia Wan smiled, "What did the young master go there for?"

But even so, the smile is still very good-looking.

In the past, Huo Yu felt that Xia Wan loved money very much. For money, I got a license with him, acted with him for money, and did live broadcasts for money...

Sometimes he would also think, if he really used money to tempt Xia Wan, where would his bottom line be?

Whenever such thoughts arise, he will deliberately suppress them.

After all, how many people don’t love money?

He thinks he can understand Xia Wan too.

But even so, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.

Because of this, after knowing Xia Chengzhang's condition, his mood was so complicated.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Huo Yu asked.

"Tell you what?" Xia Wan smiled.

"Your father's condition."

"Tell the eldest young master, do you want the eldest young master to sympathize with me?" Xia Wan asked.

He raised his head slightly, and the smile in his eyes faded: "In the final analysis, this is my personal matter, I took the money of the eldest young master, so I shouldn't be in trouble elsewhere. Master."

Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, his eyes looking at Xia Wan were deep and dark.

He never thought that Xia Wan would think like this, but thinking about it carefully, for their relationship, it is normal for Xia Wan to think this way.

What I wanted to change was never Xia Wan, but Huo Yu.

"Really?" The air was quiet for a while before Huo Yu asked, "So, did I tell you about my family and my uncle?"

"Xia Wan, don't be so unreasonable," he raised his hand and stroked the heavy shadow under Xia Wan's eyes, "At least, you are still 'my person' now."

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