Chapter 370 - 370 Barely Worthy?
370 Barely Worthy?
At that time, Second Young Master Yuan, who had gotten off the plane, endured his slight airsickness and thought to himself that with Huo Qi’s strong and extraordinary strength, he could barely match their Qingqing. Second Young Master Yuan’s intuition told him that his judgment of people had never been wrong!
Mr. Huo, who was “barely worthy”, looked at the elderly An couple and Su Xing, who were surrounding the glass window of the operating theater and refused to move. He heaved a sigh of relief and glanced at the tense Young Master Su. He said softly, “Let Mrs. An sit there for a while! They’ve only been in for half an hour. I guess we have to wait even longer. Mrs. An won’t be able to hold on!”
As Huo Qi spoke, he turned to look at Huo Feng and instructed calmly, “Go around and see if there are any delicious restaurants with food that are easy to digest. Pack some food and bring it back.”
Huo Feng nodded respectfully and turned to leave.
Su Xing glanced at the doctors in the operating theater, as well as Su Qing and An Le, who were surrounded by the doctors. After some thought, he held Mother An’s hand and brought her to a seat.
He smiled lightly and comforted her, “Auntie, sit down and rest first. Eat something later. Don’t burn yourself out! When An Le is out, she’ll be angry if she thinks I didn’t take good care of you!”
Mother An nodded and said gently, “Alright, I understand, child.”
As she spoke, tears fell from the corners of her eyes again. After gently wiping them away, she looked up at Huo Qi, who was beside Su Xing, and asked, “This is?”
Su Xing glanced at Huo Qi and thought about how to introduce Huo Qi to Auntie An. In the end, he sighed, as though he had resigned himself to fate, and said, “This is my sister’s fiance, Mr. Huo Qi!”
Huo Qi glanced at Su Xing, and a glint flashed across his eyes. Then, he smiled faintly at Mrs. An. “Hello, Mrs. An. I’m Huo Qi.”
As he spoke, he turned to look at An Hong and greeted, “Mr. An.”
An Hong nodded at him. Even though he had long guessed Huo Qi’s identity, he was still a little surprised. However, his daughter’s current condition was unknown, so he really wasn’t in the mood to exchange pleasantries with this important guest.
When Huo Qi saw the An couple’s worried expressions, he comforted them softly, “Actually, you’ve already done enough for Miss An. I guess no matter what the outcome is, she has no regrets! Life is sometimes fragile, but it’s also the most tenacious. It’s already the last moment. The rest can only be left to Miss An. Of course, with our Qingqing and her master around, I think there’s still a chance for this matter to turn around! I believe in her.”
Su Xing turned to look at Huo Qi and exhaled. At this moment, the two men, who didn’t know each other well, seemed to have an unknown tacit understanding. That was, their unconditional recognition and trust in Su Qing.
Su Xing said, “I believe her too.”
The weather in Country M was not good this season. From the corridor of the ward, there was no sunlight or breeze.
Huo Qi had a cigarette between his fingers and was looking outside, as though he was thinking about something. Su Xing walked towards him with a bottle of water in his hand. When he stood beside him, he raised his hand and handed it to Huo Qi.
His voice was hoarse and dry. “Have a sip.”
Huo Qi raised his hand to take it, but he only held it in his hand and didn’t drink it. He lit a cigarette for himself and looked into the distance before saying calmly, “This is the second time I’ve seen her in such a hurry. Although to her now, Miss An is just a stranger she has never seen before, because of you, she seems to have already taken Miss An into her protection.”
The comforting smell of cigarettes after burning dissipated faintly in the air. Su Xing turned to look at Huo Qi and said calmly, “Give me one.”
Huo Qi turned around and looked at Su Xing in surprise. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and handed it to Su Xing with an evil smile. “I didn’t expect Young Master Su to smoke.”
Su Xing looked very skilled at lighting his cigarette. The smell of smoke lingered in his nose and mouth, slightly soothing his tense nerves.
He smiled lightly and explained, “I don’t smoke often. Occasionally, when I’m too troubled, I’ll smoke one.”