After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular

Xia Chengzhang's anesthesia had not yet passed completely, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Xia Wan has experience in these things and knows how uncomfortable anesthesia will be.

While calling Xia Chengzhang, he moistened Xia Chengzhang's lips with the gauze prepared in advance.

After repeating this action countless times, Xia Chengzhang finally shook his head, expressing that enough was enough.

Xia Wan put away her things, picked another orange, and put the orange peel on Xia Chengzhang's nose.

This trick can well relieve the dryness and pain of the respiratory tract caused by deep anesthesia.

As soon as he put the orange peel on Xia Chengzhang's nose, Aunt Zhang arrived.

"You've worked hard Wanwan, go and have a meal." Aunt Zhang put down the food box, looked down at Xia Chengzhang, and said softly to Xia Wan, "Have a good rest after eating."

"Yeah." Xia Wan responded, moved a chair, sat casually across from the hospital bed, and started to eat.

From morning to now, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink his saliva. Now his heart relaxed, and the tiredness on his face didn't even appear.

"Are you too busy?" Seeing that he was eating in a hurry, Aunt Zhang quickly stood up and poured him a glass of water, and put it on the cabinet.

"It's not easy for this child," the clinical patient said to Aunt Zhang, "I saw him pushing patients in the lobby in the morning, queuing up for procedures, going upstairs and downstairs for checkups, and just helped the medical staff move his father to the hospital. On the hospital bed, there are not many children who are so sensible now."

"That's right," said Aunt Zhang proudly, "we're sensible at night."

He asked Xia Wan again: "Have you eaten at noon?"

The operation required an empty stomach, and Xia Chengzhang couldn't eat lunch, so Xia Wan didn't ask Aunt Zhang to make an extra trip.

"I ate a steamed bun for lunch." Xia Wan said puffing her cheeks.

When Aunt Zhang heard this, her heart ached: "Then you should eat more quickly, I will cook a lot at night."

Xia Wan was having dinner when Zhang Ruicheng called.

"Is your dad's surgery over?" Zhang Ruicheng asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"Not long after I returned to the ward," Xia Wan drank his saliva and replied, "Everything went well, the doctor said the cut was very clean."

"That's good." Zhang Ruicheng heaved a sigh of relief. I will go to the hospital tomorrow and take care of it with you.

"Don't come." Xia Wan smiled, I can do it by myself tomorrow.

In fact, Zhang Ruicheng had discussed with Xia Wan before, and he also came to help with Xia Chengzhang's surgery.

Unexpectedly, I went downstairs two days ago and accidentally twisted my foot.

He was supposed to come today, but Xia Wan stopped him.

There are so many people in the hospital hall, if Zhang Ruicheng bumps and falls, the loss outweighs the gain.

"Tomorrow he will be in the ward. He will not go to crowded places. It's fine." Zhang Ruicheng made a final decision.

"Alright." Xia Wan thought for a while, then said, "Thank you uncle."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wan realized that there were still several missed calls on the screen.

Except for Su Tang's pass, all the rest came from Huo Yu.

He tightened his grip on the phone, unconsciously remembering Huo Yu's words before: "Come down now."

Xia Wan's brows were slightly frowned, and it was only now that he realized it, could it be that Huo Yu went to school?

But he immediately denied his speculation.

He had already asked Huo Yu for leave, how could he still go to school?

Xia Wan didn't pick up the chopsticks again until the screen turned off automatically.

The phone rang again, and he picked it up without thinking: "Hello, Uncle Zhang."

"Who is Uncle Zhang?" The voice on the other side was low and deep, with a hint of coldness.

The chopsticks in Xia Wan's hand stopped: "Master?"

"What?" Huo Yu seemed to laugh, but the meaning was unclear, "Waiting for someone's call?"

"No." Xia Wan said, put down her chopsticks and went to the corridor outside, "Is there anything Elder Young Master can do for me?"

Huo Yu paused, not wanting to let Xia Wan know that he was worried that he would forget to eat because he was too busy, so he made a special trip to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Because of this, even he himself found it funny.

Based on his understanding of Xia Wan, he would probably rather not finish his homework than feel wronged by not eating.

"It's nothing," he said, "I'm coming home from get off work in the afternoon, just to ask how you're doing."

"Oh." Xia Wan felt relieved, and couldn't help laughing, "It's just started, and I'll be busy for a few days."

"How many more days will you be busy?" Huo Yu asked.

Xia Wan thought that he was worried that if he was busy, he would not be able to accompany him to see Yan Rui, so he wrinkled his nose unconsciously: "Young master is really clingy."

He also said: "Don't worry, the mission assigned by the young master is guaranteed to be completed, don't you worry now?"

Huo Yu didn't speak any more, but Xia Wan heard him snort coldly.

The eldest young master is not easy to coax, and Xia Wan knew it, so she asked cautiously: "If there is nothing wrong with me, can I hang up? I haven't finished my meal yet."

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Have you eaten, Eldest Young Master?"

Huo Yu's side was still quiet, and it took a while before he gave a very indifferent "hmm".

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yu flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers, and unconsciously raised his eyes to look upstairs.

Xia Wan's home had the windows open, but the lights were dark, and occasionally a corner of the beige window screen could be seen blowing in the wind.

That's Xia Wan's room.

Huo Yu watched quietly, unconsciously remembering that night, Xia Wan's side face concentrating on tidying up his things, and the inexplicable sense of happiness in his heart.

He looked at it for a moment, raised his hand and put the cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath, and watched the gray smoke spread out, as if the happiness also overflowed.

The slender fingers resting on the steering wheel unconsciously tapped lightly, and through the white smoke, Huo Yu's eyes unconsciously felt a trace of confusion.

Where is Xia Wan now?

Why lie to him?

Did you meet someone else?

Does he treat others as he treats himself?

Or is it better than being yourself?

……

Huo Yu couldn't get an answer.

Because all that appeared in front of his eyes were Xia Wan's crooked eyes when he looked at him, or occasionally puffed cheeks when he was quietly angry.

He smiled unconsciously, and lowered his eyes again.

Xia Chengzhang woke up last night in good spirits, but the incision hurt so badly that he couldn't turn over.

Xia Wan had to hold him and turn him over little by little.

Aunt Zhang heard from people in the ward that pigeon soup is good for wounds, so she went to the vegetable market early in the morning to choose two pigeons, which were just stewed and ready to be delivered.

She walked out of the unit door carrying the food box, not wanting to see Huo Yu just by looking up.

"Aunt Zhang." Standing in the sun, Huo Yu greeted her with slightly lowered eyes.

"Huo...Mr. Huo." Aunt Zhang stopped, with some hesitation in her brows.

Xia Chengzhang once told her that it was best not to let Huo Yu know about his illness.

Huo Yu's family conditions are good, and Xia Wan has a flash marriage with the world, Xia Chengzhang is afraid that Huo Yu will think too much if he finds out about his illness.

Aunt Zhang is a few years older than Xia Chengzhang, so she can understand it as soon as she hears it.

Xia Chengzhang was afraid that Huo Yu would misunderstand Xia Wan, and suspected that Xia Wan followed him for money for medical treatment.

In terms of emotion and reason, she should temporarily keep a secret for Xia Wan and Xia Chengzhang.

But why didn't Huo Yu show up sooner or later, but why did he show up here at this moment?

"Where are you going this early in the morning?" Huo Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and his thick eyelashes drooped down, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

"Oh." Aunt Zhang forced a smile, "I'm going out to buy some food."

"You're busy," Huo Yu nodded and said with a smile, "Then I'll go upstairs to see Dad."

As he spoke, he turned sideways to leave, but Aunt Zhang quickly stopped him: "Mr. Huo."

"Huh?" Huo Yu turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

Huo Yu looks good, and his smiling face in the sun is even more beautiful, and it also has a kind of tenderness that is different from usual.

"Sir, he is not at home today." Aunt Zhang said, "Xia Wan also went to school, and there is no one at home right now."

"Isn't Dad's leg inconvenient?" Huo Yu's eyebrows were slightly puzzled, "Where can the old man go?"

"Oh," Aunt Zhang was honest, she hadn't seen much in the world, and she didn't have so many twists and turns. She racked her brains to come up with a satisfactory answer: "Mr. Zhang is a guest at Mr. Zhang's place?"

Huo Yu lowered his eyes, remembering the "Uncle Zhang" Xia Wan called on the phone.

"Uncle Zhang," he said, "you told me every night, so I'll go over there and have a look."

Aunt Zhang was in a daze, she didn't expect Huo Yu to know Zhang Ruicheng's address.

Her face was flushed, and she was a little speechless for a while, seeing Huo Yu turned to leave, she quickly stopped him.

The escort chair in the hospital was not very comfortable, and worrying about Xia Chengzhang's condition, Xia Wan almost stayed up all night.

Seeing that Xia Chengzhang woke up, he hurriedly got up: "Dad, what do you think?"

"It's okay." Xia Chengzhang's face was a little pale, but he seemed in good spirits, "It's better than yesterday."

"Is there any discomfort there?" Xia Wan asked, "After Director Wang's rounds, you can ask him by the way."

"It's just the incision hurts," Xia Chengzhang said, and added: "But it's not that painful. I think I should be able to move after breakfast."

The sooner the lungs are moved after surgery, the better, otherwise it is easy to be infected with hypostatic pneumonia.

Xia Wan heard this, her eyes bent: "Okay, I will push you around later."

He also said: "There is a window not far from our ward, where you can breathe fresh air."

Xia Chengzhang laughed and nodded.

At this time, the family members in the next bed had just brought in breakfast from outside.

Seeing that Xia Wan was still leaning over to talk to Xia Chengzhang, she reminded: "Have you ordered food? The hospital restaurant is here to deliver, don't forget to pick it up."

Xia Wan smiled at the opposite side: "The aunt at home will come to deliver meals."

"It's more convenient for your local patients." The bed next door just sighed, and then laughed: "I just said your aunt, and your aunt came here."

Xia Wan hurriedly turned her head, and she saw Aunt Zhang.

"Aunt Zhang, you came so early, you've worked hard." Xia Wan got up and wanted to go over to pick up the lunch box in Aunt Zhang's hand, but she didn't want to take a step and stopped.

Because he saw Huo Yu's tall and straight figure behind Aunt Zhang.

Xia Wan pursed her lips, then bent her eyes at him.

Huo Yu and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then entered the ward.

He put down the things in his hands, bent down and said to Xia Chengzhang, "Dad, I'll come and see you."

Xia Chengzhang was also surprised to see Huo Yu, but a smile soon appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are so busy..."

"Compared to you," Huo Yu interrupted him, "that's all trivial."

Xia Chengzhang's Adam's apple rolled down, and he didn't speak, but he fell in love with Huo Yu unconsciously.

"Do you think it's okay?" Huo Yu asked again.

"It's okay." Xia Chengzhang was lying on his side, "It's just that it still hurts, and I can't turn over."

"I'll help you." Huo Yu said, half-embracing Xia Chengzhang, and slowly let him lie down on his back.

Xia Chengzhang was originally a very tall adult man, and his legs couldn't use his strength. It was not easy for Huo Yu to help him turn over, and he didn't know how Xia Wan did it.

When he let go of his hand, Huo Yu couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Xia Wan.

Xia Wanzheng took a bib, tied it around Bo's neck for Xia Chengzhang, and carefully raised the pillow for him.

"Wanwan," Xia Chengzhang said, "Just ask Aunt Zhang to accompany me for dinner, and you can take Xiaoyu out to eat something good."

"Okay." Xia Wan laughed, and then gently hooked Huo Yu's little finger with her hand.

Huo Yu glanced at him, and followed him out of the ward without saying a word.

"So you still went to my school yesterday?" In front of the window at the end of the corridor, Xia Wan stood against the wall, looking up at Huo Yu slightly.

Huo Yu didn't speak, just nodded.

"Then," Xia Wan smiled, "what did the young master do there?"

There are large black spots under his eyes, and the corners of his eyes and brows are also stained with tiredness.

But even so, she still looks great when she smiles.

In the past, Huo Yu felt that Xia Wan loved money very much. He got a license with him for money, acted with him for money, and broadcasted live for money...

Sometimes he would also think, if he really used money to lure Xia Wan, where would his bottom line be?

Whenever this kind of thought popped up, he would deliberately suppress it.

After all, how many people don't love money?

He felt that he could also understand Xia Wan.

But even so, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.

It was also because of this that after learning about Xia Chengzhang's condition, his mood was so complicated.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Huo Yu asked back.

"Tell you what?" Xia Wan smiled.

"Your father's condition."

"Tell the young master, do you want the young master to sympathize with me?" Xia Wan asked.

He raised his head slightly, and the smile in his eyes faded: "In the final analysis, this is all my private matter. I took the young master's money, so I shouldn't bother the young master in other places."

Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, looking at Xia Wan with deep and dark eyes.

He never thought that Xia Wan would think like this, but when he thought about it carefully, in terms of their relationship, it was perfectly normal for Xia Wan to think like this.

It was never Xia Wan who wanted to change, but Huo Yu.

"Really?" After a long silence in the air, Huo Yu asked, "Then, did I tell you about my family and my uncle?"

"Xia Wan, don't be so unreasonable," he raised his hand to stroke the heavy shadow under Xia Wan's eyes, "At least, you are still 'my person' now."

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