Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

At a hospital near the film studio.

“Is this small wound worth…” Under Huo Jiu and Kang Yuan’s intense gaze, the doctor’s voice grew quieter and quieter until it disappeared. “Ahem, I’ve given her a tetanus shot and the wound has been disinfected and bandaged. It’s nothing serious. Be careful not to touch water.”

“Then do we need to come for a follow-up tomorrow? Should we make an appointment?”

The doctor: “? ? ?”

Sorry, he felt offended.

What was going on with these two people? Were they really not here to mess with him?

“Are you…serious??” He didn’t know what to say.

Huo Jiu’s face was serious. “I don’t really believe in the standard of this hospital. I’ll call Liu Yu over later. By the way, check what Miss Song was cut by.”

Song Yaoyao: “Huhuhu…”

Kang Yuan caressed her head with heartache. “Yaoyao, be good. When we go back later, I will buy you some delicious supplements. You need to take supplements to make up for the blood loss.”

“Huhuhu…”

Song Yaoyao continued to sob.

She hated the hospital to death! And she hated injections!

The doctor took a deep breath and smiled sarcastically. Yes, it was very serious. If they had not come in time, the wound would have already healed.

“By the way, if there are no questions, you can leave now. There are patients waiting in line. Time is precious, thank you.”

“Then tomorrow…” Kang Yuan wanted to say something but stopped.

The doctor: “… If you’re happy, you can come over tomorrow to disinfect the wound and change the bandage.”

Kang Yuan shut up.

…

The car drove straight to the hotel. Kang Yuan strictly ordered Song Yaoyao not to go on set again today and to rest in the hotel.

Song Yaoyao’s protest was fruitless, so she could only frown as she jumped out of the car.

Huo Jiu carried a big bag of snacks and sent Song Yaoyao back to the hotel.

“Miss Song, do you want me to carry your things inside for you?”

“Give it to me, I’ll carry it myself.”

Song Yaoyao’s eyes were as red as a rabbit’s, and her voice was hoarse. She closed the door, put the bag of snacks at the door, and covered her arms as she walked in.

If Kang Yuan hadn’t insisted on her going, Song Yaoyao would have run away long ago.

Was it normal to drag her to the hospital for an injection because of a small wound?

She pulled out a piece of paper and blew her nose forcefully.

Song Yaoyao, who was surrounded by sadness, didn’t hear the faint sound of water flowing in the room. It wasn’t until she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening did she receive a fright. She had read too many stories about hotel perverts, so she suddenly jumped up and looked over warily.

She was pleasantly surprised.

“Gege!!”

She remembered the food and the supplies sent to the production team.

Did he personally deliver them?

The girl into his arms as though she had grown wings.

Just as she was about to succeed, the man put his hand on her head and stopped her.

“Gege, what are you doing?” Song Yaoyao grumbled unhappily, twisting and turning under Huo Yunque’s hand.

Huo Yunque pinched her chin and lifted it up. His slightly cold fingertips rubbed against the corner of her wet eyes.

“Have you been crying?”

Gulp—

The response to Huo Yunque was the unconcealable gulp of the little girl’s saliva.

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes helplessly and retracted his hand. “Song Yaoyao, you’ve seen it so many times, haven’t you seen enough?”

Just now, because Huo Yunque’s hand was pressed against her forehead, she could only look down.

Huo Yunque had just come out of the shower and did not expect Song Yaoyao to be back in the morning. He only had a towel around his waist and his body was strong. His muscles were smooth and beautiful.

The water droplets slid along his muscles towards his Apollo’s Belt…