Qin Ningyi didn't wait for Su Nianzhu's answer. He said faintly, "Grandmother hasn't been well lately. Could you go back and see her for me?"
"Ningyi..." Su Nianzhu looked at the fatigue in his eyes and the light that was gradually dimming. She panicked for a moment. "Mom promises you, I will believe you, and I will go and believe her!"
"Assistant Xiao, book a flight back to Taichuan City for the Old Madam."
"I will get the calligraphy works, and I'll trouble you to take good care of Grandma," Qin Ningyi promised. "When I find a suitable time, I'll bring Huo Rou home. By then, you can get to know her properly in person."
After speaking, he stood up and looked down at Wang Wanrou. An idea struck him, and the words he was about to say to drive her away turned into, "Put away your schemes of sowing discord. Since you're asking for your family's help, then you can stay in this Qin family. If you dare to speak carelessly, I'm not limited to compromise to get what I want."
Qin Ningyi asked Xiao Konglin to find someone to move all his belongings to another apartment.
He, "homeless," had to find someone to turn to.
Qin Ningyi walked out without looking back. Su Nianzhu behind him slumped back onto the sofa, carefully recalling everything that had happened recently. It seemed to have gone completely against her initial plan.
As Qin Ningyi descended the steps, he saw Old Zhou shivering in the corner, the marks on his neck very obvious.
It was Old Zhou who had picked up Huo Rou yesterday.
"What happened to your neck?"
Old Zhou met Qin Ningyi's calm and unfathomable gaze and shivered. "That woman choked me..."
"Why did she choke you?" Qin Ningyi knew Huo Rou was someone who valued feelings. Although Su Nianzhu looked disheveled, she had no injuries.
"She saw you hugging each other, and I said a few more provocative words. She became enraged... and then..." Old Zhou's voice grew softer and softer under Qin Ningyi's increasingly deep gaze.
Could it be that Huo Rou saw Wang Wanrou rush into his arms and misunderstood, which made her angry?
Qin Ningyi felt that this deduction was somewhat shaky. He knew Huo Rou was so kind and magnanimous that she didn't even care when she was ostracized and suppressed.
Because he touched Wang Wanrou, she got so angry that she acted so severely? Qin Ningyi didn't know why, but even though he didn't believe it, a hint of joy rose in his heart.
Regardless, he still had to find her and explain clearly.
He drove to Meicheng Yunfu alone. As his car entered the community, he saw Shen Wuyou hurrying out of a building.
Shen Wuyou's complexion was no longer as pale as the last time they met. He walked with a vigorous stride, much stronger. A look of anxiety was on his face as he drove away in a hurry.
Qin Ningyi followed without a second thought.
He had seen that expression on Shen Wuyou's face before. His haste must be related to Huo Rou.
He followed Shen Wuyou all the way to the hospital. Shen Wuyou took out a bag from his car and entered a ward.
In the quiet ward.
Shen Wuyou first placed the bag on the coffee table, then sanitized his hands with hand sanitizer before walking to the bedside.
"The medicine is here," Shen Wuyou's voice was deep and gentle, with a calming power. He sat down, took out a medicine bottle from his bag, and fed the medicine to the elderly person on the bed.
As Shen Wuyou sat down, Qin Ningyi could see from outside the door that Huo Rou's appearance was noticeably different. Looking at her now, she bore some resemblance to his memory.
"Wuyou, thank you," Huo Rou said faintly. Her voice was low, as if she were extremely dry. "Only you would think of finding me that way."
There was a hint of relief in her voice. Her phone was broken, and she had been looking for An'an all night. She hadn't had time to get a new one. Fortunately, Shen Wuyou could find her.
It was the fireworks signal that morning that brought her back to her senses amidst the negativity. She let go of Wang Wanrou's collar, which she had been gripping, and left the Qin family with An'an.
In Yuchang City, only Shen Wuyou could contact her in this way.
She found Shen Wuyou and learned that Old Wang had fainted and been taken to the hospital. Without even returning home, she came here with An'an.
"You chose to come find me," Shen Wuyou replied with a light laugh, his voice filled with unwavering tenderness.
Huo Rou had her own thoughts and will, and too many things to do. He couldn't find her all the time.
But he could wait for her in place.
As long as Huo Rou was willing, she could find him with no effort.
He was willing to be the one chosen, to be Huo Rou's last resort.
Shen Wuyou turned sideways and unscrewed a bottle of water from the table, handing it to her. "You haven't slept all night and rushed over in a hurry. Drink some water quickly and get some rest."
Huo Rou naturally took the water and drank half of it. She shook her head. "Let's wait for Old Wang to wake up. I'm worried."
An'an, beside her, looked at her with concern, leaning obediently against Huo Rou.
Huo Rou put down the water bottle and tightly held An'an's hand. Qin Ningyi could see the slight indentation in An'an's skin from being held so tightly, even from a distance.
It was as if she was reliving the fear, that she had almost...
An'an looked at her hand and didn't remind Huo Rou. Instead, she leaned closer and gently blew on Huo Rou's face. "Mom, does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. Uncle Shen is making a fuss," Huo Rou touched the special material on her face and looked at Shen Wuyou with some helplessness.
"I told you it was just a small wound, and it's already scabbed over. Why do you still need this?"
"It was created for you in the first place. If you don't use it, won't it lose its value even more?" Shen Wuyou chuckled lightly, as if teasing.
But the meaning behind his words was that of unparalleled favoritism.
Qin Ningyi outside the door felt a pang of bitterness and then an endless ache in his heart.
Huo Rou's face that night was almost unrecognizable from her current appearance. The thin layer on her face must be this as well.
Her face was covered with materials to protect the wound. Did that mean her entire face was injured at the time?
His heart ached so much he could barely breathe. The memories of last night were so beautiful, making his heartache even more intense now.
"Relax a little," Shen Wuyou suddenly said.
Huo Rou smiled and nodded gently.
Shen Wuyou seemed helpless, shook his head, and leaned over to take her hand.
Qin Ningyi outside the door almost stopped in his tracks.
Huo Rou instinctively flinched, but then she saw Shen Wuyou gently take An'an's hand from hers.
Only then did she notice the marks on An'an's hand. For a moment, she panicked. "I..."
Shen Wuyou released her and sat back down, as if he hadn't noticed her momentary reaction. His voice was as gentle and steady as ever. "Relax a little, An'an isn't going anywhere."
An'an gently hugged Huo Rou's waist and said in a soft voice, "Mom, be good. I'll be wherever you are."
The monitor beside them changed. Huo Rou looked over.
"Wuyou, what does this mean?"
Shen Wuyou's slender fingers operated the monitor. He let out a sigh of relief and turned to Huo Rou. "There's an improvement."
An'an sighed with relief. She looked at the elderly person on the bed and then at Huo Rou. "Is there an improvement? Will Uncle Wang wake up soon?"
"Yes," Shen Wuyou nodded. Having just touched the monitor, he instinctively reached for the hand sanitizer on the table.
His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air. He stared at his hand for a while before finally retracting it.
Huo Rou, beside him, was focused on Old Wang on the bed and didn't look up. She smiled at the corner of her lips and said softly to Old Wang, "That's good."
"Now you can rest assured, right?" Shen Wuyou said with a smile, skillfully directing An'an. "An'an, go get the congee on that table over there. You two should eat some together."
Hearing this, An'an quickly walked over, took out the congee from her pocket, and brought it to Huo Rou. Huo Rou held the spoon and first fed a spoonful to An'an. When An'an shook her head, she slowly drank the congee, smiling gently. "It's still the old flavor."
"Of course..."
"Are you a family member? Why aren't you going in?" The nurse's voice at the door interrupted the warmth and harmony inside the room.
Huo Rou looked up at the sound. The nurse opened the door and came in. Qin Ningyi was standing at the entrance, looking at her deeply.