Shock! I fell for the paranoid Mr. Huo after he misread my thoughts

It turned out that Huo Chenchao had not returned as agreed because he was in Fu Tingyu's hospital.

His heart tightened, and Jiang Muwan held the phone in his hand even tighter. "I'll be there right away, Doctor Fu. Can you please send me the address and WeChat location?"

"Okay, sister-in-law, I'll send it to you right away... Hey! Hey! Hey! Lao Huo, when did you come out?... No, let's talk it over. Why did you snatch my phone? I just reported your situation to you truthfully. If you don't believe me, ask you. You're listening. Hey, sister-in-law, save me!"

Jiang Muwan only heard Fu Tingyu's wailing coming from the other end of the phone. He knew without asking that it was Huo Chenchao who snatched his phone.

Sure enough, not long after, Huo Chenchao's deep and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. I'm fine now. Wait for me for another hour. I'll be back with Assistant Lin soon."

Although his voice was as pleasant as ever, Jiang Muwan could still vaguely hear that there was a hint of weakness in his voice.

"No, Lao Huo, you have to finish the examination today before you can leave. In the next two days, you must eat the nutritious meals prepared specifically for you. Sister-in-law, don't listen to him. He is so stubborn. He must have been born in the Year of the Ox in his previous life!"

Fu Tingyu was right to describe him as extremely stubborn. He was the only one who dared to say that directly in front of Huo Chenchao.

However, after hearing Huo Chenchao's voice and hearing that he could still argue with Fu Tingyu, Jiang Muwan's previously anxious heart calmed down a little.

"Huo Chenchao" she called his name across the phone.

"Yeah." The other end of the phone fell silent, leaving only Huo Chenchao's soft response.

"If you really want to see me, let me come find you. Otherwise, I will assume that you don't want to see me."

Huo Chenchao: “…” What kind of logic is this?

"If you don't say anything, I'll assume that you really don't want to see me." Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Muwan continued to add fuel to the fire.

Huo Chenchao: "..." At this moment he seemed to understand his father. He admitted that he had spoken a little loudly to his father before.

"Just wait in the room. I'll ask Assistant Lin to pick you up."

"Okay!" Jiang Muwan agreed readily, as if she was not the one who exaggerated the matter just now.

Huo Chenchao: "......"

......

It took about fifty minutes of driving round trip before Jiang Muwan and Assistant Lin arrived at Tiancheng Hospital in City C.

However, although Huo Chenchao was hospitalized, because his problems were caused by improper living habits, he did not stay in the ordinary ward, but stayed in Fu Tingyu's VIP lounge so that Fu Tingyu could watch over him.

As soon as Jiang Muwan walked in, he saw Huo Chenchao still leaning on the bed in the lounge, one hand on his raised knee, accepting Fu Tingyu's violent output.

"Old Huo, let me tell you, even though I can't beat you now, when you get old, you will regret meeting me too late. You must eat and sleep on time in the future..."

Fu Tingyu was nagging but found that Huo Chenchao's gaze had shifted from his lowered head to behind him without him noticing.

With this kind of look, he knew who he was looking at without even asking.

Turning around, Fu Tingyu deliberately blocked Huo Chenchao's sight and handed the report to Jiang Muwan.

"Sister-in-law, you are finally here. Look at Lao Huo. He has been suffering from stomach problems but he didn't pay attention to them. He drinks coffee on an empty stomach early in the morning and eats spicy and cold food. Now he has a stomach cramp. He just stood up for a while, but within half an hour, his stomach hurts again. Oh! I feel relieved to see you coming here!"

At this moment, Fu Tingyu, who kept complaining to Jiang Muwan, was like a kindergarten teacher complaining to the parents of a naughty child.

I really don’t know how Huo Chenchao and Fu Tingyu, two people with completely different personalities, could get along with each other.

"Also, sister-in-law," Fu Tingyu said as he handed the A4 paper to Jiang Muwan, "This is the meal schedule our doctor prepared for Old Huo in the past few days. Only you can take on the important task of supervising him."

Jiang Muwan took the menu and looked through it carefully. He saw that it was all white porridge, white porridge, and white porridge, with only a few soups occasionally.

After reading it, Jiang Muwan nodded, then she looked up and wanted to look at Huo Chenchao, but her sight was blocked by Fu Tingyu, so she moved a few steps to the side, and their eyes finally met at this moment.

To be honest, she hadn't seen him for two days, and she really...really wanted to see him and talk to him.

Fu Tingyu, a single guy who witnessed the scene closely, said: "......" He was just asking for trouble. At this moment, he felt that he, who was standing between them just now, was the Milky Way between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

Seeing this scene, Fu Tingyu could only silently walk out of the lounge with Assistant Lin, and he was very considerate and helped Jiang Muwan and Huo Chenchao close the door tightly.

Jiang Muwan: “…” Do you have to run so fast?

"Mrs. Huo, what are you thinking about? Didn't you say you came to see me? Come here."

Although there were some commands in his words, Huo Chenchao's tone was very gentle and there was no intimidation at all.

Looking at his hand slightly extended towards her, Jiang Muwan smiled and then sat down on the chair beside his bed.

Only when he got closer did Jiang Muwan clearly see the cold sweat on his forehead and his pale face.

No wonder she had been in for such a long time just now and didn’t hear him say a word. Maybe he was in pain again.

Jiang Muwan moved closer to Huo Chenchao and raised her hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Her action was so natural that she didn't even realize it.

"Does it still hurt? Your forehead is so cold, is it cold? Hurry up and cover yourself with a blanket and lie down. I'll get you a hot water bottle."

Listening to her caring words and seeing how worried she was about himself, Huo Chenchao's "It's okay" that was originally on the tip of his tongue turned into just a light "hmm" in the end.

Hearing his soft and somewhat weak "hmm", Jiang Muwan's heart began to worry again. She pulled the quilt behind Huo Chenchao, put down the pillow, and helped him lie down.

After covering him with the quilt, she was about to get up to find a hot water bottle. However, just as she was about to get up, a familiar big hand reached out and held her wrist. The only difference was that Huo Chenchao's hand was a little cold today...