President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Duan Ming urgently contacted the film crew, chased all the way upstairs, watched Liang Xiao being pushed into the ward for transfusion, and urgently had a physical examination.

Huo Lan didn't leave even an inch, clutching his hand, his figure was so condensed that he could barely see any movement.

"It's really a bad cold... There is no lung infection, but the high fever still needs to be brought down."

The butler stopped the agent outside the door and explained to him: "The foundation is not good, I haven't had a good rest recently, I have to worry about it, I still need to raise it."

The housekeeper said in a low voice, "The doctor said that a fever is originally a self-protection of the human body. It is not a long-term high fever, and it is also good for the body. The main thing is to rest..."

Duan Ming took a deep breath, let it out long, and leaned back against the wall: "Got it."

Liang Xiao was still burned unconscious, so it's useless if there are too many people going in now.

Can't help, but follow the disturbance to add chaos.

"Boss Huo..."

Duan Ming looked into the ward again, reluctantly let go, and tried his best to pull back some thoughts: "Mr. Huo is really Jiangnan—"

The butler smiled wryly: "Really."

"I originally wanted to rely on you to slowly infiltrate Mr. Liang."

The housekeeper explained in a low voice: "That's why I kept telling you. I didn't expect those people to take the lead."

Duan Ming's expression darkened: "Is it the Huo family's branches?"

"More than that." The butler said, "This time it was Long Tao's bait, and the family got caught."

The merger and acquisition of the dragon set has been officially put on the agenda, and the pressure from Xingguan is increasing. Long Tao can't hold it anymore, but he still wants to struggle for the last time, at least to gain some bargaining chips for the price negotiation.

Not only Liang Xiao, but many artists in Xingguan were ruthlessly and blackly attacked by Long Tao. The public relations and marketing departments are trying their best to deal with it these days.

Fenjia held this thunder in his hand, pressed it until Huo Lan and Liang Xiao made it public, maybe it could really stir up a wave of muddy water and confuse the public.But now being released by Long Tao so impatiently, in the public relations battle between Tian Xingguan and Long Tao, it didn't even cause any splashes.

"So Xingguan didn't take it seriously at first...just put it in the ordinary report and didn't mark it."

The housekeeper whispered: "It's too late when Mr. Huo sees it."

In recent years, Xingguan gradually got on the right track, and Huo Lan hadn't been so furious for a long time. The whole work team was silent, afraid to speak, and hurriedly prepared the car to go to the film crew.

Huo Lan kept calling Liang Xiao in the car, but he couldn't get through.

Duan Ming rubbed his face vigorously, and smiled wryly: "He turned on mute when he was filming, and we didn't pay attention..."

"We know." The butler nodded hurriedly, "I don't mean to blame you and Mr. Liang."

"Mr. Huo...I've always been afraid that Mr. Liang might misunderstand."

The housekeeper looked at the ward's door: "Boss Huo wanted to make it clear to Mr. Liang a long time ago, but he never found a suitable opportunity, and he was always preparing. I didn't expect this kind of occasion to happen in the end."

The housekeeper hesitated for a while, then looked at Duan Ming: "You—"

"I don't know if he listened or not."

Duan Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, and cut off the butler's words in advance: "When I talk to him, he can't listen to him. He just remembers to tell me that he wasn't betrayed by that person in Jiangnan."

Duan Ming tried his best to listen to Liang Xiaoshao's conversation with Huo Lan before he passed out, but he was confused, and now he has no clue: "It's possible that Mr. Huo said so much, but he didn't hear a single word..."

The housekeeper didn't expect what he was going to say, and shook his head: "Mr. Liang listened."

Duan Ming was stunned: "Why?"

"Mr. Liang has listened to it, so that Mr. Huo can't blame him."

The housekeeper has been with Huo Lan for many years, and he can see it more clearly than others. After a while, he continued: "Mr. Liang should be very reluctant... That person back then was Mr. Huo."

"Yes..." Duan Ming remembered, nodded, puzzled, "But why—"

"Mr. Liang knows better than anyone else." The housekeeper whispered, "If they were the ones who met each other at that time..."

Butler: "The person who will never forgive that person in Jiangnan back then is Mr. Huo himself."

Liang Xiao was dizzy from the fever, but the discomfort in his body faded away, his consciousness was light, and he tossed and turned in a chaotic state.

Poor nutrition, can be knocked down with one hand.

Punish him to copy the script and make him sit up straight, knowing that he will not be able to recite it.

I know that he is afraid of pain when taking medicine, and I know what kind of sugar he likes.

No matter what the problem is, I will definitely tell him until I fully understand or collapse.

Meticulous to the point of being rigid, he believes everything others say, and if he believes it, he foolishly helps.Give him a meal card and half a warehouse of inhibitors, a fat sheep like a natural...

Huo Lan's voice echoed in his ears repeatedly.

The thin, thin boy wearing glasses in his memory suddenly had a name.

Involved by the name, the past dreams followed one after another, and the painting ground held him tightly, and he couldn't wake up no matter what.

……

Light and shadow flickered outside the closed eyelids, Liang Xiao frowned, tried his best to turn his head sideways, and avoided to a quiet place.

Familiar palms reached out, dry and warm, covering his eyes carefully.

Liang Xiao relaxed little by little, and fell into a dream again.

When he was brought home by the young Huo Lan, he was still restless.

The book was too hard to memorize. Xiao Liang Xiao lay on the edge of the window to look out at the scenery, folded the paper plane and wanted to throw it down in boredom, but was stopped by the young Huo Lan meticulously, saying that it would pollute the environment and destroy greening.

Xiao Liangxiao really wanted to play, so he floated around the room disgruntled, and finally forced the person who was doing the problem at the table to be helpless, so he put down his pen and stood up.

Fearing that he was going to throw herself out of the window, Xiao Liangxiao took precautions and wrapped herself around herself by pulling the curtain.

The young Huo Lan wore glasses, and was far from the cold and stern aura he is now. He pursed the corners of his lips, took him off the curtain seriously and with a headache, and asked him what he was doing again.

Xiao Liangxiao was trembling, and asked him if he wanted to murder for money.

Xiaoliang Xiao talked quickly, and admitted that he wanted money without a slap in the face, realized that he had exposed his secrets and wanted to change his words, but found that Huo Lan didn't listen to his nonsense at all.

It was still cold outside, the young Huo Lan put on his coat and was about to open the door.

Xiao Liangxiao was frightened by him, thought he was going to leave, jumped down and ran over to drag him, and confessed his mistake pitifully, "Stop making trouble..."

The young Huo Lan was dragged staggeringly by him, froze for a moment, and reached out to pat his head.

……

That evening, young Huo Lan was downstairs helping him pick up the paper airplanes he had spent the whole night.

The sky is getting darker, the sun is sinking to the west, and the sunset glow has dyed the world orange red.

The skinny boy leaned on his knees and panted lightly, raised his head to look at the direction in which he threw the plane, and ran to catch up.

Liang Xiao's eyes burned slightly, he turned his face sideways, and gently rubbed the palms covering his eyes.

Huo Lan was not strict with him at all.

He doesn't know what home is like, and the young Huo Lan doesn't know how to make friends.Except for being meticulous about his studies and never relaxing, as long as he grinds a few more times, he will give up his principles and cooperate with him.

He moved the furniture in the house randomly, and Huo Lan helped him carry them together.He wanted to add some decorations to his home, so he bought stickers and applied glue. Huo Lan helped him support the stool, and asked him to paste on the window the red double happiness characters that he bought at a bargain on the roadside.

He wanted to fish on a sudden, but the security guard downstairs refused to let him go, and he forgot about it after two days of fuss.Huo Lan still did his best to buy a fish tank of koi and a pair of [-]-meter-long fishing rods. In the middle of the night, he knocked on the door nervously and carried them to the table for him.

Xiao Liangxiao could see that Huo Lan was not happy, and he couldn't think of any other way, so he could only try his best to lead him around.

They are all half-grown teenagers, no matter how calm and precocious they are, being abducted by playmates of the same age, it is inevitable that they will have the idea of ​​playing together.

Xiao Liangxiao tried his best to abduct him from doing his job, dragged the young Huo Lan out, went out two kilometers to eat the famous tofu curd, went to the night market to eat unhealthy snacks, picked the lock on the roof, and sat on the roof dangling his legs together Watch the sun go down.

In these years, every time Liang Xiao looks back, he feels that those times were particularly happy.

I was so happy that even if I felt suffering and sad later, I closed my eyes and pretended to go back to that time, as if I could still live a good life.

But such days seem to be too short and too few.

He didn't even have time to say goodbye to Huo Lan, one accident after another engulfed them, he couldn't protect himself, and he tried his best to protect Huo Lan, but finally he seemed to be able to do it, but he seemed to be unable to save anything.

Liang Xiao couldn't help recalling in his dream over and over again, what he did when he left, what he took away, and what he left behind.

What did he leave to Huo Lan, what did he let Huo Lan face alone.

How did Huo Lan get here these years, when he couldn't be found and he was plotted against by the family division, when his parents passed away, when there was no one around him he could trust, and when every step of the crisis seemed to be approaching the abyss.

Huo Lan said that he was his girlfriend.

Liang Xiao never thought about this sentence carefully, but now he suddenly understood.

The rain on the Tianjie Street is as crisp as the grass, but the grass color is far away but not close.

...near but nothing.

Huo Lan knew it since then, but not only was he not angry with him, he even wanted to hug him.

The corners of Liang Xiao's eyes glistened with scalding water, and he was breathing heavily, trying to find the young Alpha he had left behind in the south of the Yangtze River.

Huo Lan sat by the hospital bed, leaned over and hugged him whole, kissing his temples carefully to comfort him.

Liang Xiao couldn't tell the dream from reality, so he looked for him panting, "Huo Lan..."

"I'm here." Huo Lan held his hand tightly, "It's okay, I'm here."

Liang Xiao was afraid that he would not forgive the young man who was left in the south of the Yangtze River, so he coughed a little, and dragged him: "Don't punish him, blame me, it's my fault, don't punish him..."

Huo Lan's throat was hot, he hugged Liang Xiao tightly, and buried his head in his neck: "No."

"it's not your fault."

Huo Lan followed what Liang Xiao taught, and read to him in a hoarse voice: "God's will tricks people by accident."

Liang Xiao was struggling a lot at first, but he read both sides of it against his ears, trembling, and calmed down for a few seconds, but his chest heaved more and more.

Huo Lan was worried that he was not feeling well, so he hugged Liang Xiao in a hurry, and reached out to ring the call bell, but Liang Xiao struggled and grabbed the cuff tightly.

Liang Xiao's throat moved, tears flowed down his tightly closed eyelids, and he choked up and murmured silently.

Huo Lan hugged him, pressed him against his body, endured the pain and held his breath, approached and listened.

Liang Xiao was in his arms, trembling, and repeated in a hoarse voice: "Stop making trouble..."

Huo Lan's chest hurt so much that he could hardly breathe, and closed his eyes.

In Jiangnan, Xiao Liang Xiao liked to make him angry.

Every time he made a fool of himself, he really lost his temper and bowed his head pitifully to admit his mistake, turning around to coax him back from the door.

The young Huo Lan was also vaguely out of temper after being abducted, and learned that being quarreled with was really a headache, so he put down his pen to get his coat, and pretended to leave.

Every time Xiao Liang Xiao categorically admits his mistakes, never changes his mind and never changes his mind, every time he is not allowed to go, he repeats this sentence over and over again.

"You make trouble." Huo Lan hugged him tightly, choked up, "You make trouble, I won't leave, I won't leave."

Huo Lan didn't know which time he had a dream, tried his best to recall, and explained in a hoarse voice: "I went out to buy something... What do you want, I will buy it for you, don't be afraid, I will be back soon── "

Liang Xiao was forced by the reality of the dream, curled up on his chest, and finally collapsed: "I miss home..."

There was a buzzing sound in Huo Lan's mind, and he almost lost consciousness due to the pain in his heart.

Liang Xiao wanted to bite his wrist again, but Huo Lan gently held him around his neck.

Liang Xiao struggled for a while, but was held tightly in his arms, unable to speak, he bit Huo Lan's shoulder hard.

Liang Xiao was trembling, his chest heaved violently, and finally the fragmented choked sobs could no longer be suppressed, overflowing from his throat intermittently.

Huo Lang closed his eyes, stroked Liang Xiao's back over and over again, remained silent for a while, tried his best to wipe away his tears carefully with steady hands.

"I want to too." Huo Lang's Adam's apple choked, "Home is still here."

"The home is still there, I don't feel relieved to leave it to them, so I brought it back...it's in the villa."

Huo Lan didn't know how much he could hear, so he whispered into Liang Xiao's ear: "We'll go back after filming."

"There is a pond. I asked them to raise fish and catch them for you."

Huo Lan: "Fold as many paper airplanes as you want, without damaging the environment...it looks good."

Huo Lan closed his eyes, and his voice became hoarse: "I thought it was pretty that night, but I didn't want to tell you about it because I wanted to save face."

"I really like what you take me to eat and what you take me to do. I'm not actually angry when you play a prank, but I just like you making trouble."

Huo Lan could hardly continue, choked up: "I—"

Liang Xiao was coughing a bit out of breath, Huo Lang carefully patted him gently, and asked Liang Xiao to lean on his chest.

Huo Lan lowered her head and kissed him: "I miss you very much."

Liang Xiao couldn't hold it any longer, and buried himself tightly on his shoulder, crying bitterly.

Regardless of crying bitterly, Liang Xiao finally got rid of the entanglement of these years of nightmares, and gradually calmed down in Huo Lan's arms.

It's not difficult to get rid of the fever, but these days Liang Xiao has accumulated things in his mind, and the more he accumulates, the more he has nowhere to solve it, and he finally finds a gap to fight back in one fell swoop, and the vigorous toss is extremely uncomfortable.

Huo Lan kept guarding him tightly all the time, applying cold compresses to cool him down, feeding him water and medicine, until the early morning, the high fever on Liang Xiao's body finally began to subside gradually.

"It's not a big problem. If the fever fades to 38.5°C, there is no need to administer any more medication."

After a careful examination, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "Reduce the fever slowly, mainly by physical cooling, and drink more water."

The housekeeper stood by and asked, "Will it be uncomfortable?"

"Discomfort is inevitable."

The doctor nodded: "When the fever is high, the body does not feel obvious, but the process of reducing the fever is more uncomfortable, especially in the range around 38°C, the physical discomfort will be more serious."

The doctor thought about it for a while, and gave a general introduction: "There may be headaches, body aches and fatigue, chills, and some people will have gastrointestinal symptoms, and they are not willing to eat."

The housekeeper was worried: "Do you need some medicine?"

"That's not necessary." The doctor smiled, "This is the natural protection mechanism of the human body, and it's enough to rely on the company of family members and humanistic care."

The housekeeper was relieved a little, thanked the doctor, and politely sent him out of the ward.

Huo Lan sat by the bed.

From last night to now, except for changing towels during the cold compress, he has hardly left the hospital bed, and his eyes have always fallen on the sleeping Mr. Liang.

The housekeeper was afraid that he wouldn't be in the mood to listen, so he brought over the breakfast served by his assistant: "Mr. Huo... the doctor said that Mr. Liang is fine."

Huo Lan has no appetite: "No need."

The butler did not argue with him, nodded, and put the lunch box aside: "The doctor said that the medicine will not be used when the temperature is 38.5°C, but Mr. Liang may feel uncomfortable."

Huo Lan frowned and looked up at him.

"It's the natural reaction of the human body." The butler is proficient in repeating the machine naturally, "It mainly depends on the family's accompanying and humanistic care."

Huo Lan's focus was on Liang Xiao, and he helped Liang Xiao slowly rub the blood from the infusion, barely keeping up with this overly awkward expression: "...what?"

The butler said bluntly: "I want you to love Mr. Liang a lot."

Huo Lan: "..."

housekeeper:"……"

Mr. Liang didn't hold back, and coughed with his eyelids closed.

The butler was taken aback, and was about to check when Huo Lan had already wrapped his arms around Liang Xiao's shoulders, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

Liang Xiao actually woke up for a while, but he was very ashamed of biting Mr. Huo's shoulder and crying loudly. He hadn't figured out how to face the new reality, and he never dared to act rashly.

Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed, opened his eyelids and took a careful look: "Yes."

Huo Lan's eyes finally brightened slightly, touched his forehead, and sat up with Liang Xiao in his arms.

The ward was quiet, and the butler naturally disappeared into the scene, and even thoughtfully helped close the door of the ward.

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, and his ears, which were already scorching hot, were not obviously hot, and coughed lightly: "I—"

Huo Lan quietly waited for him to speak.

Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan and carefully confirmed: "Fat sheep?"

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan wanted to make him happy, closed his eyes, and tried his best to purse the corner of his lower lips: "Yes."

Liang Xiao was keen, looked at him uneasy, and groped to hold Huo Lan's hand: "Aren't you happy?"

Huo Lan really couldn't be happy with this nickname, so he was silent for a while, then held that hand instead, and shook his head: "No."

Huo Lan tried his best to divert this topic away without any trace: "After you leave——"

Liang Xiao: "I'm going to help you pursue your dream in the entertainment industry."

Huo Lan was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him.

"I was born in a major, and I did very well in the exam."

Liang Xiao was actually very satisfied, and always wanted to show off to him: "It's higher than half of the [-] points, and more than half of our class was not as good as me. In the second year, I even took a pre-examination sprint culture class cram school." .”

Huo Lan stared at him for a while, his eyes gradually melted with warmth, nodded, and listened quietly.

"With your iron fist, the effect is particularly good."

Liang Xiao still remembers the glory of that year: "There are so many mourners, you have to lock the door with a padlock every day, otherwise everyone will run away."

Huo Lan couldn't hold back anymore, and smiled lightly.

Liang Xiao liked to see him smile, so he also grinned: "Really... I won't lie to you."

Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan with serious eyes: "What you hear is all about my pain, but in fact there are also happy things. I want to tell you about it."

Huo Lan held his hand, leaned over and kissed Liang Xiao's lips: "Yes."

Liang Xiao was so hot that she couldn't see her blush, and she was so dazed by his kiss, she touched the bedside yogurt and unscrewed it, and held the bottle cap to Huo Lan: "Look."

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "What?"

Liang Xiao grinned: "One more time."

Huo Lan was slightly dumb, looking at the yoghurt cover that had nothing written on it, took it and put it back and screwed it back, hugged Liang Xiao, lowered his head and touched the corner of the other lip carefully.

The manager hurried to the door, and vaguely saw two blurred figures inside, barely stopped, turned around and walked away on tiptoe.

……

Liang Xiao had a fever, and his physical strength was not very strong, so he was easily kissed into a small ball, and he returned to Huo Lan's arms to gasp for breath.

Huo Lan touched his forehead, changed a prepared towel, sat back on the bed, hugged Liang Xiao and leaned against him.

Liang Xiao was so comfortable that he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and rubbed Huo Lan's neck: "What about you?"

Huo Lan lowered his head: "What?"

"I...after I leave."

Liang Xiao was confused: "What are you doing?"

Huo Lan tried his best to think about it, and found the happiest one and told him: "I moved our room... back home."

Liang Xiao: "??"

Huo Lan guessed that he probably didn't hear him when he was asleep, so he fell silent for a while, and continued: "It's in the villa."

The housekeeper said that two people fall in love with each other, and this kind of collection of past memories after many years will make Mr. Liang happy.

Huo Lan tried his best to whisper to him, "I've been hiding it all this time, and I didn't let anyone in."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao pressed his forehead and took a deep breath: "It's...the room in 320 that none of the seven keys can open."

Huo Lan nodded.

Liang Xiao: "It contains the house we lived in back then..."

Huo Lan nodded.

Liang Xiao murmured: "...everything in the house."

"Take them all away."

Huo Lan's shoulders tensed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Nothing is left for them."

Liang Xiao was crying in his heart but he didn't leave anything to me. Seeing Huo Lan lowering his eyes and looking sincere, he suppressed his gloom and said, "You did it beautifully."

Huo Lan was also very sensitive, frowned, and said softly, "Unhappy?"

"I'm so happy." Liang Xiao was dying, "Why don't you change the lock too..."

Huo Lan whispered: "You taught me that locking the door is useless when you resist."

Liang Xiao gave his boyhood self a headbutt.

"If you want to lure the king into the urn, let him think that it is easy to open the door, but in fact he will get nothing."

Huo Lan: "I didn't know anything when I took over Huo's. This is the first thing I learned."

Liang Xiao held back for a while, his heart softened a little, he raised his head and kissed the side of his neck: "It's okay."

Sacrificing him alone probably hurt a lot of bastards who dared to miss the young Huo Lan at the time.

Liang Xiao felt that it was worth it, and was a little happy again. He held Huo Lan's hand and moved it in his arms: "When you go back, take me to have a look."

Huo Lan said softly, "It's all yours."

Liang Xiao's eyes turned hot, he coughed, and continued to take advantage of the fire: "I still want to decorate the master bedroom... The bed is too far away from the table, it's inconvenient."

Huo Lan nodded: "OK."

Liang Xiaofei quickly took advantage of the situation to bring private goods in: "I don't want to copy the script yet..."

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao still remembered the doctor's order at the bedside, and suddenly he felt uncomfortable, and he slid down his arm as he was dying: "Headache."

Huo Lan pursed the corners of his lower lips, lowered his head and wanted to speak, looked at Liang Xiao who was resting on his pillow and closed his eyes silently, but his heart tightened suddenly: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao woke up in response to the sound, and made a promise: "I've only had a fever for a few days."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan remained silent for a while, calmed down his violent heartbeat, his eyes fell on his still hot and red auricles, and nodded: "Okay."

"If you don't want to copy it, then don't copy it." Huo Lan said, "I'll read it for you."

Liang Xiao had a sore nose and grinned.

When Xiao Liang Xiao was really driven crazy by copying textbooks to the point where he rose up in a rage in the room, Huo Lan couldn't coax him, so he could only hug him off the table and read it to him over and over again.

Suffering returns to suffering, and the things I have memorized are all in my mind.

Liang Xiao thinks back now, if it weren't for the young Huo Lan forcing him to study during this period, he might not be where he is now.

Huo Lan felt a little uneasy when he heard him stop talking, and lowered his head to touch Liang Xiao's eyes: "Uncomfortable?"

"I don't feel much." Liang Xiao said, "I'm just tired."

He is usually uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and his current state is not much different from usual, but he is extremely tired, and he is so sleepy that he still wants to have a good sleep.

Liang Xiao was reluctant to sleep, and wanted to talk to Huo Landuo, so he stretched his eyelids: "Did you miss me when you got home? Every time I go on stage and face the camera, I actually miss you, but I haven't been very bright a while ago." ..."

"I really want to." Huo Lan tested his forehead temperature, carefully put Liang Xiao back on the bed, carefully helped him lie down, and said softly, "I also read the list of practitioners in the pharmaceutical industry every time."

Liang Xiao was confused: "Why did I go to the pharmaceutical industry?"

Huo Lan didn't quite know when she told him that she wanted to be an actor, so she was silent for a while, then squatted down and held his hand, and said softly, "World affairs make people fool."

Liang Xiao tilted his head and smiled: "The world is really annoying."

Huo Lan stroked his hair, raised the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes and nodded.

Liang Xiao was very sleepy, he fumbled to hold his hand, his eyelids sank little by little.

……

Liang Xiao opened his eyes, frowned, and held Huo Lan's sudden strong pulse: "What's wrong?"

Huo Lan stared at him fixedly, his throat moved, but he didn't speak.

Liang Xiao touched the cold sweat on his neck, vaguely guessed what was going on, and shook his hand vigorously: "I'm fine, it doesn't happen every time I close my eyes."

Huo Lan was clear in his heart, but he was still struggling to decide: "I know."

Liang Xiao had an idea: "Huo Lan."

Huo Lan looked up.

Liang Xiao coughed twice, wrapped his cuffs between his fingers, exhaled very realistically, slowly closed his eyes and fell silent.

……

When the housekeeper came to deliver porridge to Mr. Liang, Liang Xiao had just completed the No. 17 desensitization treatment for Mr. Huo's short-term stress response.

The butler pushed open the door and watched Liang Xiao talking to Mr. Huo one second, and then he raised his hands and clutched his chest with difficulty as if he couldn't breathe the next second, opened his mouth without making a sound, and fell back with exhaustion.

The housekeeper was so frightened that he rushed in, threw himself to the side of the bed, and looked at them, Mr. Huo, who was sitting calmly aside, trembling: "You—"

Huo Lan sighed softly, and skillfully put Mr. Liang back who was soft in his arms.

He leaned over and embraced his shoulders, wrapped the person in his arms, and performed artificial respiration for half a minute with great care.

housekeeper:"……"