The love is so deep that Mr. Gu is crazy

As soon as the doctor finished his rounds and left, Huo Mingcheng came in with breakfast.

Seeing that Shen Li was the only one in the ward, he asked, "Why are you alone here?"

Shen Li was surprised and said, "Xiao Qin stayed with me all night yesterday. I just asked her to go back and rest. Why is Mr. Huo here?"

Isn't it too frequent that he appears in front of me every day?

Huo Mingcheng poured the porridge into a porcelain bowl and carefully propped up the small table. "I'm bringing you breakfast for my mother. She can't come because of something. Drink it while it's hot."

The seafood porridge in front of him was steaming and smelled delicious. Shen Li's stomach was indeed empty, but he couldn't eat any more.

"Aunt He really thinks you're an errand boy. Please excuse me, Mr. Huo. Thank you. We don't have to trouble you so much in the future."

Huo Mingcheng sat down beside her with a gloomy face. He didn't say anything, but just looked at Shen Li quietly. When he found that she had no intention of eating, he asked, "Is it not to your liking?"

She held the spoon in one hand and stirred the porcelain bowl gently, put the other hand on her neck, and swallowed hard. Her throat still hurt badly and she had no appetite at all.

"No, my throat is uncomfortable and eating is uncomfortable. I don't want to eat."

Huo Mingcheng frowned and said in a commanding tone, "Eat a little."

Shen Li was a little surprised that he spoke to her in such a tone.

Looking closely, I found that his face did not look good, with dark marks under his eyes. He looked a little depressed, and he was holding a brown paper file bag in his hand. He did not look like he was just here to deliver breakfast.

What happened to him today? Shen Li thought.

"Do you want to talk to me about something?" The hand holding the spoon with white jade fingers was still stirring the porridge in the bowl.

Huo Mingcheng's bony hands tightened, and the corner of the document bag in his hand was slightly deformed. "You should eat first."

Shen Li couldn't eat any more, so he simply put down the spoon, straightened his body and looked at Huo Mingcheng, "I really can't eat right now, just tell me what's going on, you're so weird and scary."

Huo Mingcheng lowered his deep eyes to the document bag in his hand. He thought for a moment, and as if he had made up his mind, he slowly opened the brown paper bag.

"My mother found something about you when she was cleaning Xiaoyu's room a few days ago."

As he spoke, a stack of documents was handed to Shen Li.

Something about her?

Shen Li was shocked. Could it be that the agreement between him and Gu Jingcheng, which Huo Mingyu had kept as a backup, was discovered? !

She felt a chill down her spine, as if the blood in her body had frozen. She took it nervously, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the name of the file. It was just an insurance policy, that was all.

But just when she felt relieved, her heart was weighed down again.

Huo Mingyu bought an insurance policy for himself a long time ago. Turning to the last page, Shen Li's name was clearly written in the beneficiary column.

The initial insurance amount was not high, only a few thousand yuan a year. It started when he went to college. During the summer vacation after graduating from high school, Huo Mingyu started working part-time and had his own income.

Shen Li found it hard to imagine what kind of state of mind an eighteen-year-old child was in to think of buying insurance for himself, with her being the name of the beneficiary.

After reading the insurance policy, Shen Li was so shocked that he was speechless, but the next document made Shen Li feel even more suffocated.

A will! A medical order written by Huo Mingyu himself! Shen Li recognized his handwriting.

He wrote it twice, the first one was written one month after he was diagnosed with the disease, and the other one was written not long ago. But no matter which one, the meaning was the same: he left everything under his name to Shen Li.

He had nothing in his name before, but when he returned to the Huo family, the Huo family felt that they owed him all these years, so they bought him houses, cars, and various real estate. And all these things, without exception, were left to Shen Li in his will.

"Is this kid crazy? I will teach him a lesson when I am discharged from the hospital!"

"No, I'm going now!"

As he spoke, Shen Li had already pulled back the quilt, stood up and got out of bed.

Huo Mingcheng, who had been standing quietly beside her, reached out and grabbed her wrist.

“He is not in the country now.”

Shen Li looked at Huo Mingcheng in confusion, waiting for him to continue.

Huo Mingcheng let go of Shen Li's hand and turned to look at the bowl of porridge that was still steaming. "Xiao Yu's condition has not been very good. He didn't let me know because he was afraid that his family would worry. His condition suddenly worsened last night. It was not easy to stabilize him. He is now on the plane to Country M."

He Qi didn't come this morning. Huo Mingcheng said that she had something to do and went to Country M with Huo Mingyu. The porridge was not sent by He Qi.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The news came too suddenly. Shen Li was at a loss for a moment. His eyes were red and tears were welling up in his eyes.

At this moment, Huo Mingcheng suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly into Shen Li's eyes.

Only then did Shen Li realize that his eyes were filled with red bloodshot, obviously he had not slept all night.

Those deep eyes contained overly complicated emotions. Shen Li's heart tightened when she saw it. Her intuition told her that Huo Mingcheng had not finished speaking yet, and the important things were still to come.

An ominous premonition rose up, Shen Li blinked his eyes, suppressed the urge to cry, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

"I know I have no right to ask anything of you, but I still want to selfishly ask you to save him."

Huo Mingcheng's tone was filled with pleading, pain, and entanglement...

Complexity makes people feel only calmness.

This time he did not take anything out of the file bag, but handed the file bag directly to Shen Li, leaving it to her to decide whether to open it.

Shen Li felt a sour feeling in his throat and swallowed, but his senses seemed to have been numb long ago and he forgot about the discomfort of the blade rubbing his throat.

She reached out her hand tremblingly and panickily to take the file bag in front of her, but Huo Mingcheng's fingertips holding the file bag suddenly tightened, and a trace of regret flashed in his lowered eyes, and he wanted to take it back.

Shen Li stretched out his other hand, pried open his fingertips, and snatched the thing away.

She must know how many things Huo Mingyu has hidden from her!

After quickly reading everything in her hand, Shen Li felt as if all the strength was drained away in an instant. The few thin pages of paper in her hands felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. She could no longer hold them steady and let them slip through her fingers, scattering all over the floor and falling at her feet.

Shen Li's legs went weak and she staggered back a few steps and bumped into the edge of the bed. If Huo Mingcheng hadn't been quick to grab her shoulders with both hands, she would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

The tears that had been held back could no longer be controlled and flowed out from my eyes.

She tightly grasped Huo Mingcheng's arm with both hands, watching him shaking his head, and said to herself in a crying voice: "Impossible, you lied to me, right? How could this be?"