When he heard those last words, Huo Tingchen's jawline tensed up and his eyes darkened instantly.
The scene of Mo Wei Yu walking away without looking back in the corridor just now appeared in his mind. Such determination, such decisiveness, was a kind of estrangement and coldness that he had never seen before. It was like holding sand in the palm of his hand, no matter how tightly he grasped it, as long as she wanted to leave, she would still leave.
He can't grasp it, nor can he retain it.
Her thin lips moved slightly, and for a moment, Huo Yun was about to blurt out an explanation of what had just happened at the hospital.
But in the next second, he opened his mouth, and his voice was even more indifferent.
"Ah, don't say if, there's no if he really died, dead and gone! Tsk, what's with that expression? Don't put on a widow's face, your husband I'm not dead yet anyway you don't love him, do you need to look so gloomy? Him being alive will only make you stuck in the middle, two-faced and troubled, but now that he's dead it's all settled. Considering the deceased deserves respect, I can let bygones be bygones regarding those past messy things."
Before she could finish her sentence, Mo Wei Yu suddenly raised her hand and slapped the man's face with a loud smack!
Slap his face away!
In an instant, a crisp slap exploded in the corridor, and the man's voice stopped abruptly!
"Huo Tingjun, that's enough!"
With a forceful slap, her slender fingers struck his face, apparently quite painful.
A fierce and sinister glint flashed across Huo Tingchen's eyes.
But at the moment she raised her eyes, she let out a soft sigh, and then slightly furrowed her brow, looking at the woman in front of her with a full face of anger, as if she had been punished like a child, and said in a low voice.
"Lightly, you're hitting so hard, I'll get hurt"
The man above seemed to have a wounded gaze, Mo Wei Yu's heart tightened, and she felt an increasing heat in her palm.
Huo Tingchen did not get angry and was not embarrassed.
He firmly grasped her hand, not letting her struggle free, and then gently stroked the side of his face that had been slapped, slowly pressing her palm against his skin.
"It hurts so much on my face but no matter how painful it is, it can't compare to here."
On one side, Huo Tingchen slowly moved her hand down until it was stuck in the position of his heart.
"It hurts more here."
She felt the warmth and pulse beneath her palm, strong and powerful, yet under the man's low voice, there was a tearing, dull pain. Mo Wei Yu first froze for a moment, then suddenly, as if she had been scalded by an iron, she abruptly shook off his restraint!
A sudden movement, due to excessive force, caused Mo Wei's foot to slip and she almost fell to the ground.
Huo Tingchen's eyes moved quickly and his hands were swift, immediately reaching out to support her waist!
Under the influence of inertia, Mo Wei Yu's whole body lost control and fell backwards, bringing Ho Ting Chen's wrist to heavily collide with the wall behind him.
This collision was not too severe, but also not light.
Under the pain, Huo Tingxu frowned and unconsciously hummed a low sound.
Mo Wei Yu immediately straightened his body, and conditioned reflexively grabbed onto his hand, wanting to take a look at whether his wrist was injured. But as soon as the tip of his finger touched the back of his hand, he felt a warm, sticky sensation on his fingertips that was unmistakably blood.
Realizing this, Mo Wei's feathers stood on end!
Logically speaking, a collision like this would only hurt the muscles and bones, not to the point of bleeding. In a moment of shock, Mo Wei Yu hastily grabbed his hand, wanting to check his arm!
Huo Tingchen suddenly withdrew his hand and didn't let his wrist be exposed under her eyelids.
Mo Wei Yu was taken aback for a moment, then her face showed anxiety.
"Your hand is bleeding! Let me see!"
Huo Tingchen slightly raised the corner of his mouth, unfazed.
"Weren't you just hating me to death a moment ago? Now who are you putting on this act for?"
Mo Wei's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she felt a surge of anger at his harsh words. However, as soon as she lowered her gaze, she saw the blood dripping onto the brick floor - one drop, two drops, three drops... quickly forming a puddle that was even more shocking to behold!
Even if she reacted slowly, at this moment she should have noticed something was wrong.
"Are you hurt?"
It shouldn't have just been hit, but when he reached out to help her, his arm was already injured, and the previous one obviously tore the wound.
Looking up at Mo Wei's inquiring gaze, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, and the space between her eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide her worry.
Huò Tīng Chēn couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth, and the tense lines on his handsome face relaxed a bit. No matter what, she still cared about him slightly, even if he had made her angry to this extent, she was still worried that he would get hurt.
Thinking so in his heart, he opened it, but it had changed again.
"Are you only realizing now? Isn't it a bit too late? As soon as you heard that Sang Xia died, you hastily ran to every hospital room and knocked on each door. My hand is injured, but you didn't even notice."
Can't stand Huo Tingquan's endless sourness, Mo Wei Yu pretended not to hear his words, treating him like a sulky child, and without caring whether he cooperated or not, she grabbed the hand he was injured with in one go, then carefully lifted up his sleeve.
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As expected, on the position of the wrist and up, there were several turns of gauze wrapped around.
The originally white color had been dyed red with blood, reflecting in Mo Wei's dark and shiny eyes, looking a bit frightening.
Seeing this, Mo Wei Yu's eyebrows furrowed even tighter!
"How did you get this injury?"
If she didn't remember wrong, just a little while ago when she left the hospital, Huo Tingchen was fighting with Sang Xia, but his arm wasn't injured, even if it was, it would only be bruised, and definitely wouldn't bleed that much from just one collision!
Look at the speed of this bleeding, it's clear that under the gauze is a torn wound, probably cut by some sharp object!
Two men fought, and the most relieving thing was using their fists.
So this injury was obviously not caused by Sang Xia, but if it wasn't him, then who did it?
When Mo Wei Yu asked this, Huo Ting Chen raised an eyebrow and countered.
"If I were to kill Sang Xia at that time, would you still care about how much blood this wound has flowed and how serious the injury is?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Wei Yu slowly lifted her head and looked at the man's calculating expression, suddenly feeling speechless.
She's not that easy to fool.
Although I was worried and confused at first, when I heard the news of Sang Xia's death, my heart was in a panic. However, as time passed, I calmed down a bit and could see some clues!
"Xia didn't die, did she?"
Huo Tingchen raised his eyes and looked into the distance, without making a sound.
As soon as she saw his reaction, Mo Wei Yu understood roughly and couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Huo Tingchen, are you sick? Not enough to make the same joke once, but also want to make it twice? Are you happy when I scold you or are you pleased when I hit you?"
She always thought he was a sadist, now it seems unlikely that he is a hidden sadist? Psychologically abnormal with masochistic tendencies?!
Something must have happened when she just left the hospital!
Huò Tīng Chēn's arm injury should be related to that matter, and Sāng Xià is probably also involved.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, Mo Wei Yu pushed open the door!
As I went in and looked up, I saw Sang Xia lying on the hospital bed, in a deep coma, wearing an oxygen mask, with all sorts of instruments placed around the bedside, looking like she had contracted some serious illness, barely holding on.
Mo Wei's face stiffened, her complexion shocked!
"How did this happen? What just happened?!"
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