Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan accompanied Huo Mingzheng to the hospital for a review on the weekend.

The burn on the back of the hand has scabbed over, and it will fall off on its own after a while.

The most serious problem at present is the eye problem.

"The blood clot is still pressing on the optic nerve. This position is not convenient for surgery." Qin Heng pointed to the film.

Huo Mingzheng was calm and relaxed, while Fu Yan frowned, "Can we just wait?"

Qin Heng glanced at Huo Mingzheng, trying to get some hints from him, but Huo Mingzheng had no reaction at all.

He almost forgot that Huo Minzheng was invisible now.

He looked away, fearing that Fu Yan would ask him to swear on Ji Qing again. If Ji Qing knew about this, he would have to kill him.

"You asked him, what did the Swiss doctors tell him at that time?"

The question was thrown to Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Minzheng tilted his head, "Are you not confident in your abilities or are you afraid of swearing?"

Qin Heng cursed in a low voice, "You two, don't bully honest people."

The man sneered, "My Yan Yan is so good, when did she start bullying others? Don't bully me for being blind and slander her."

Qin Heng rolled his eyes inwardly.

Fu Yan didn't bother to watch the two of them bicker at this moment, "I know, it doesn't matter, as long as it gets better, I can wait as long as it takes."

Fu Yan went to collect medicine for Huo Ming personally.

Qin Heng smoked two cigarettes, holding one in his hand and giving the other to Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Minzheng touched the cigarette and played with it in his hand. It seemed that he had no intention of smoking.

"People don't come back so quickly. You can smoke if you want."

"She wouldn't let me smoke."

Huo Mingzheng put the cigarette under his nose and smelled it.

The cigarettes Qin Heng smoked were milder than the cigarettes he smoked, and the taste was less choking and less flavorful.

"You're addicted to playing the spoiled wife, aren't you?" Qin Heng exposed him.

When did Huo Minzheng become so obedient?

Before he could continue to mock, Huo Minzheng said coldly: "Don't smoke either."

"Are you being too lenient?"

"If you let me smoke second-hand smoke, she will complain to Ji Qing."

Huo Minzheng blocked Qin Heng with one word.

He stopped lighting his cigarette and cursed, "Don't go too far."

"Why, Ji Qing still ignores you?" Huo Minzheng also exposed him.

Qin Heng stopped talking, pursed his lips irritably, crushed the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the trash can.

The moment he threw the lighter out, he suddenly glanced at the logo on the lighter. His scalp went numb. He held it tightly, opened the drawer, and put it in.

Fu Yan got the medicine and came back soon. Cao Fang originally planned to go by himself, but when he thought that Ms. Fu did it personally, Mr. Huo would be in a good mood, so he gave up the idea.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Fu Yan walked to Huo Mingzheng's wheelchair and naturally put his right hand on Huo Mingzheng's broad shoulder.

"Soon, Qin Heng wanted to smoke in front of me, but I stopped him."

Huo Minzheng said lightly.

After he finished speaking, Fu Yan glanced at Qin Heng, half-smiling but not smiling, "Physician Qin, I haven't had a good chat with Sister Ji Qing for a long time, and I still miss her."

Qin Heng's forehead jumped.

As expected, they are a husband and wife with the same evil heart.

Fu Yan held Huo Mingzheng's shoulders tightly and pushed the wheelchair in another direction with his other hand, "Let's go home."

"Okay." Huo Minzheng raised the corners of his mouth.

After getting in the car, Fu Yan carefully read the instructions for the medicine Huo Mingzheng needed to take.

Listening to the rustling sound in his ears, Huo Minzheng's heart softened, "Will it be painful?"

Fu Yan looked at the instructions for one of the medicines and said it tastes sweet and slightly bitter, "Just a little bit."

"I will not eat."

Fu Yan said patiently, "I'll give you rock sugar and snow pear soup after you finish eating."

Like coaxing a child.

Huo Minzheng was silent for a moment, then hugged Fu Yan into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and smiled helplessly, "Okay."

The car stopped in the courtyard of Mingyu Mansion.

Fu Yan took Huo Mingzheng's hand and got out of the car. Cao Fang opened the trunk and took out the folded wheelchair.

Uncle Luo came up to us at this moment, "Mr. Huo, we have a visitor."

Fu Yan looked into the room. At this angle, half of his view was blocked, and he couldn't see who was sitting in the living room.

However, Huo Minzheng seemed to know it in advance and said calmly: "I understand."

"Yan Yan, let's go into the house." He held Fu Yan in his arms.

Fu Yan led him inside and reminded him softly as he passed the steps.

Huo Minzheng was very pleased with her thoughtfulness, and there was a tenderness between the corners of his eyes and brows that was inconsistent with his usual.

As soon as he entered the room, Fu Yan saw several people sitting on the sofa.

He is from the Romont family.

Fu Yan frowned slightly.

Mr. Romont will officially hand over everything in the Romont family to Huo Mingzheng in two months.

However, at this juncture, Huo Minzheng is blind.

This is undoubtedly a huge wave for the Romont family.

This huge wave must have shaken the whole family.

Even Mr. Romont, who has always been reclusive, came to Nancheng in person.

"Grandpa." Fu Yan greeted him first.

Mr. Romont nodded slightly, "How was the examination?"

Fu Yan moved his fingertips.

Huo Minzheng held her hand tightly and replied: "It's still the same."

Fu Yan led Huo Minzheng over and she helped him sit on the sofa. "I'll get you a glass of water."

Huo Mingzheng clasped her wrist and said, "I'll drink the rock sugar snow pear later. There's no rush."

Fu Yan's ears were slightly warm.

A few days ago, Uncle Luo tactfully reminded her that the rock sugar pear she stewed might be a bit sweet. She tried it and it was indeed so sweet that it hit her throat. She didn't know how Huo Mingzheng insisted on finishing it.

She whispered: "I put less sugar."

The more she talked, the redder her ears became.

"Okay." Huo Mingzheng smiled, "Just drink the pear soup."

Seeing the little movements of the two people, Mr. Romont cleared his throat.

Fu Yan turned around and said, "Grandpa, does your throat feel uncomfortable? I made some pear soup. Can you drink some?"

Mr. Romont's expression showed a hint of surprise, "Can I drink?"

"Of course."

The old man glanced at Huo Mingzheng meaningfully, "I thought it was exclusive to him."

"I don't mind sharing a little drink with you." Huo Minzheng was very generous.

Mr. Romont didn't bother to look at him.

Fu Yan brought up two bowls of pear soup.

"Yanyan, feed me."

Huo Minzheng didn't reach out.

From the corner of his eye, Fu Yan caught sight of Mr. Romont, who was looking this way, and whispered, "So many people are watching."

"I can't see it, and I don't care."

He said, clearing his throat.

Fu Yan immediately took a spoonful and put it to his lips.

Huo Minzheng lowered his head slightly and drank the pear soup.

Uncle Luo and Cao Fang were used to it. In the past few days, Mr. Huo had been acting coquettishly towards Miss Fu, and there were even more outrageous things than this.

Mr. Romont snorted softly.

The Romont family is in turmoil, but he still has the leisure to act coquettish and pretend to be pitiful!

When he got back, he asked people to go to the Oscars to buy a statuette!