Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 48 Then let him get lost

The following day, at the General Hospital.

A Cullinan came to a steady stop in front of the outpatient building. The door was pushed open from the inside, and Huo Jingcheng bent down and climbed out.

A cold wind blew in his face. He raised his hand, clenched his fist and pressed it to his lips. His knuckles turned slightly white from the force. It felt like there was a wad of cotton stuffing in his throat, causing him to cough occasionally. The sounds rose and fell.

He had a cold a few days ago and the doctor prescribed cold medicine. He took it for a few days, thinking that he would get better slowly. However, his condition not only did not improve, but became more and more serious.

After the doctor finished the examination, Lin Cheng took the elevator to the outpatient pharmacy on the first floor to pick up the medicine for Huo Jingcheng. At the same time, Huo Jingcheng went to visit Qi Zhiwen, who was also in the hospital.

In the ward.

Qi Zhiwen leaned against the window, looking down at the crowd below, listlessly staring at the chat area filled with green chat boxes.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. Thinking that the text message he sent to He Zhiyun that morning had worked, he quickly lay back down on the hospital bed, hurriedly pulled the blanket over himself, and pretended to be extremely weak.

A few seconds later, the door was pushed open. Qi Zhiwen eagerly lifted his eyelids to look at the doorway, his long eyelashes fluttering slightly. But when he saw the person's face clearly, he felt bored and lazily closed his eyes, pretending to doze off.

"How is he?" Huo Jingcheng saw that he was half-dead, closed the door behind him, and then walked to the bedside.

Qi Zhiwen: "I won't die."

Huo Jingcheng stood by the hospital bed, showing no intention of sitting down. His gaze fell on Qi Zhiwen on the bed. "How did you end up in the hospital again?"

The reason he knew that Qi Zhiwen was at the military headquarters was because he saw a post on his son's WeChat Moments this morning. He thought that Qi Zhiwen was arguing with He Zhiyun and was pretending to be sick to go to the hospital.

Qi Zhiwen rested his hands behind his head and casually tossed out a sentence: "Last night I apologized to Miss Su by drinking a whole bottle of wine, and she finally accepted my apology, but..."

He abruptly changed the subject, his expression becoming somewhat inscrutable, "You... I have no idea."

Qi Zhiwen's sincerity in apologizing was not only because of his friend Huo Jingcheng, but also because of the Su family behind Su Ruojun. He didn't want to be on good terms with her, but at least he couldn't do anything bad to her.

Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, about to say something, when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the door being pushed open from the outside with a "bang".

A little boy burst into the ward like a cannonball, then scrambled onto the bed on all fours, crying out dramatically, "Daddy, how did you fall down? My mommy is still so young!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Zhiwen's face darkened instantly, like the sky before a storm, dark and thick.

Huo Jingcheng, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "I won't disturb your 'filial piety' any longer. I'm leaving now."

Qi Zhiwen felt that his words were ambiguous, so he gritted his teeth, raised his hand and patted his son's head to signal him. The chubby boy was quite obedient and immediately turned his head and said sweetly, "Goodbye, Uncle Huo."

"Goodbye."

As soon as the ward door closed, Qi Zhiwen suddenly reached out and grabbed his son by the back of the neck, like a vicious eagle in the sky accurately seizing a hare on the grass. The hare struggled a few times, but ultimately could not escape the eagle's clutches.

He leaned down slightly to meet his son's wide-eyed gaze, forcing a smile that didn't reach his eyes; instead, it carried a hint of coldness. He interrogated him, "What was that post you made on WeChat this morning? What did you mean by 'your mother is still young'?"

...In May, the weather in Beijing is unpredictable, with alternating sunshine and rain. The soft sunlight shines on the ancient city walls, giving the red walls and glazed tiles a golden edge. The tender green leaves shimmer in the sunlight, and occasionally a few withering roses fall gently.

When the phone rang, Su Ruoyun was sitting upright in front of the antique rosewood zither table, her black hair draped over her shoulders, her ten fingers adorned with nail polish, her fingers plucking the strings back and forth, producing melodious and pleasant sounds.

She would occasionally look up at the fat cat on the opposite cabinet, who was being immersed in music.

The panda sat in a serious half-squatting position, its round eyes blinking occasionally. It tilted its head and would sometimes raise its paw to scratch its head, as if it understood but also as if it didn't.

It truly is a case of "playing the piano for a cat."

Su Ruoyun stopped playing, held her phone in her palm, her gaze falling on the contact name on the screen. Her fingertips slid across the screen as she answered, "Hello?"

Xiao Hu's voice was somewhat low, "Hey, boss lady."

"what happened?"

"That Mr. Huo has arrived and said he wants to see you."

While Su Ruoyun was on the phone, "Panda" carefully climbed down the edge of the cabinet, step by step, with its unique cat-like gait. Its short legs bounced up and down, making it look especially cute, and it spontaneously lay down at Su Ruoyun's feet.

Su Ruoyun bent down and gently picked up the fat cat, placing its fluffy head in the crook of her arm, while saying, "Didn't I tell you I wasn't here?"

Xiao Hu said with difficulty, "He said he saw your car."

“…Then let him get lost.” Su Ruoyun ruffled the 'panda's' head, her voice completely nonchalant.

Two centimeters of sound were missed in the receiver, but the word "roll" entered Huo Jingcheng's ears with perfect clarity.

Xiao Hu reacted a little slowly and didn't have time to cover the receiver. She subconsciously lifted her eyelids and quickly glanced at Huo Jingcheng. She saw that the man had one hand in his pocket, his expression was cold and expressionless, as if he had heard it, but also as if he hadn't.

A dozen minutes earlier, Huo Jingcheng strode into the front yard and stated his purpose. Xiao Hu, following Su Ruoyun's instructions, told him that Su Ruoyun was not at the teahouse today, but Huo Jingcheng said that he had already seen Su Ruoyun's car at the entrance.

Xiao Hu felt increasingly pressured by the man's unfathomable gaze. After hesitating for a moment, she took out her phone and dialed Su Ruoyun's number.

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Upon hearing this, she silenced her phone and then said to Huo Jingcheng, "Mr. Huo, our boss's wife doesn't want to see you. Why don't you go back first and come back another day?"

Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow with a hint of arrogance, but his tone left no room for argument: "Can you give me your phone so I can talk to her directly?"

Xiao Hu didn't agree immediately. He first asked Su Ruoyun on the other end of the phone in a low voice. After receiving her response, he handed his phone to Huo Jingcheng.

Holding his phone in his right hand, Huo Jingcheng walked out of the front yard and stood in the courtyard. His gaze fell on the verdant pine tree by the entrance, and he said in a low voice, "I've come to—"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone suddenly beeped, and the call was abruptly ended.

　The final day of the competition, everyone please keep reading, mua~
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