Chapter 152 Want to Do Bad Things

"What? I can't use you anymore?" Old Man Shen wiped off a trace of blood from the corner of his lips, and his sharp eyes were as cold as an eagle, "How much investment did your hospital get from me in a year? The result? Let me stay here every day. Wait to die! And let me do dialysis every day! You just take a knife and I'll forget it!"

He got angry there, so frightened that the little nurse didn't dare to resist.

"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 wise and followed.

When the door was closed, only Mr. Huo, Huo Yunque and Song Yaoyao were left in the entertainment room.

Not knowing why the atmosphere was a bit weird, Song Yaoyao shrank her neck.

"Song Yaoyao—"

"Yes! Brother!"

Song Yaoyao straightened her back in a conditioned reflex, with her small hands behind her back, and a pair of big black eyes flashed with a guilty conscience.

Huo Yunque nodded at her, but in the end said nothing, turned around and walked out.

"Eh brother? Where are you going—"

She looked at Mr. Huo, "Grandpa, is brother angry?"

"How could that be?" Mr. Huo smiled and was in a good mood. "Our family is so cute, who would want to be angry with you? Don't look at his cold face, he actually cares about you!"

"Really?!"

Song Yaoyao instantly became happy, "My brother has always cared about me very much. Grandpa, don't scold my brother in the future. He is very good! He loves me very much!"

Looking at her proud appearance, Mr. Huo couldn't help laughing.

He waved his hand and said, "You guys can deal with the affairs of your juniors. I'm too old to care about it!" He sighed, "Go, I want to sit here for a while, you can go and 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'm going to coax my brother~ See you later!"

"coax?"

Mr. Huo sneered. He sat at the mahjong table and patiently sorted the scattered mahjong.

With Huo Yunque's temperament, Mr. Huo has worried more than once that he will die alone in the future.

Now he is relieved.

I also think how lucky my son is to be able to meet someone at this age who has all the enthusiasm for him. A girl who is willing to protect him and take care of his mood.

The word 'protection' depends on how you understand it.

Mr. Huo never thought about asking Huo Yunque's feelings. Since he handed over the head of the Huo family to him, all this has nothing to do with him. No matter what kind of person he is looking for, whether it is a man or a woman, whether he is poor or the right one, he will let him go.

In the eyes of Mr. Huo, if he can't even protect the woman he wants, that's called a waste.

After jogging to the rest area, Song Yaoyao saw Huo Yunque sitting on the sofa with her back to her, not knowing what she was looking at, she walked over gently and held out her small hand.

"Guess what I am—"

Before he could finish speaking, someone pulled his wrist, and the world was spinning, and Song Yaoyao changed from standing to sitting.

And what is sitting—

Song Yaoyao blushed, with stars shining in her eyes, "Brother..."

Huo Yunque leaned back calmly and raised his eyebrows, "Want to do something bad?"

"No, no!" Song Yaoyao stammered, she wanted to slap herself, she didn't want to do bad things, why should she feel guilty? "I just want to play, joke with my brother!"

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