Huo Yao had already made arrangements in the hospital, so she went straight to the hospital ward.

  A patient was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes tightly closed. Even though the patient was so weak that his chest hardly moved, the machines beside him clearly indicated that there was a heartbeat.

  Huo Yao walked up beside the bed and glanced at him coldly. She pulled up a chair, sat down. She placed her fingers on Old Master Song’s pulse.

  After she was done taking his pulse, Min Yu spoke up in astonishment. “I thought you did not want to help them.”


  Huo Yao retrieved silver needles from her bag without so much as raising her head. “Wouldn’t it make things interesting if he was alive?”


  Old Master Song would come to no good end. Wouldn’t it be great if he could see it with his own eyes?

  Huo Yao had already applied acupuncture to the old man. Moments later, she said airily, “Moreover, I am a doctor, so it’s my job to save him, right?”


  Min Yu glanced at her. Even though she made absolute sense, it was creepy to hear it from her mouth.

  “Can he be saved?” asked Min Yu.

  Huo Yao tilted her head sideways and applied one more silver needle. “Have you ever seen someone with Alzheimer’s?” She paused before she continued. “The sort where the patient is completely capable of seeing and hearing, but he just can’t do anything else.”


  Sometimes, patients had a very poor quality of life, so it would be a blessing to die.

  Min Yu quickly caught her drift but said nothing. He simply walked over to the side and waited for her.

  Huo Yao finally put away her needles about 10 minutes later. She looked at the statistics showing up on the machine beside the patient. Some of the figures had started out lower than normal, but they were gradually climbing now.

  Huo Yao veered her eyes. She squeezed her wrists and walked up to Min Yu. “We can go now.”


  “Uh huh,” acknowledged Min Yu.

  Min Yu reached his hand out to hold her right wrist. He rubbed it gently as they walked out of the hospital ward.

  They took the lift downstairs and walked out of the hospital. After walking in the night breeze, the wind made the scent of alcohol disappear from Huo Yao.

  Even though Huo Yao’s wrist was no longer aching, Min Yu continued massaging it. She contemplated before looking at him sideways.

  His black coat was open and he was wearing a black turtleneck sweater making his well-chiseled features appear even more defined. When she looked at him sideways, his face was flawless.

  People with gorgeous looks were undoubtedly very captivating.

  Huo Yao commented in her heart.

  Min Yu opened the car door for her when they got to the parking lot. After Huo Yao got into the front passenger seat, he started the engine, but his phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

  He took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID before answering the call.

  After the call got through, his mother’s gentle voice came from over the phone. “I heard that you brought a girl over when you had dinner with your uncle tonight.”


  “Uh huh,” acknowledged Min Yu. “Did you call just to ask about her?”


  “Is she drunk?” asked Nie Su after staying quiet for a few seconds.

  Min Yu leaned against the car window and rubbed his brow. “What kind of man do you think I am?”


  Nie Su sounded a little disappointed. “Sometimes, it is better to be less of a gentleman.”


  Min Yu went speechless.

  “I have to go.” Min Yu cleared his throat and hung up without waiting for his mother to reply.

  He tossed the phone into the box by the side, turned the steering wheel, and left the hospital.

  On their way back, he kept thinking about what his mother said.

  *

  Meanwhile, Song Qi hurried back to the Ji residence.

  The moment she got home, she turned on her computer.