Chapter 135: Huo Shaoting, I Care Too!

g on Lu Qian's heart.Wen Man poured him a glass of plain water.Lu Qian smiled faintly: “It’s been so long, I finally have time to come and see the child.”He gave Xiao Huo Jiao a big red envelope.Wen M...After Wen Man finished speaking, she gently covered her chest.

It hurts, it really hurts!

She never imagined that she and Huo Shaoting would end up like this.

Ho Shao-ting stared at her.

His eyes were so deep they could hold water, at least Wen Man had never seen him like this before.

She even had a feeling that the next second he would slap her.

But there wasn't...

"Ho Shaoting not only did not make a move, but instead smiled back: 'I remember you gave her a pearl amulet for protection. Now you want her life' "

Wen Man smiled.

She looked at Huo Shaoting: "Mr. Huo, if you show mercy, we can walk away from this peacefully!"

Ho Shao-ting's Adam's apple bobbed.

He followed suit with a smile: "Wen Man, you're pretty amazing. No wonder Gu Changqing and Jiang Rui both fell for you!"

He gently pinched her pointed chin.

Leaning in, his voice laced with danger: "I wouldn't have guessed Teacher Wen was so full of thorns! I almost want to pluck them all out."

Wen Man's eyes were moist, and her nose was red.

She knew Huo Shaoting had compromised...

Her body suddenly relaxed, but the hidden pain became even more unbearable. She only knew it was a stomach ache, with no idea where it came from...

Wen Man's face was pale.

She forced herself to say, "No need to send me off, Mr. Huo!"

...It's over....

Her relationship with Huo Shaoting is completely over.

Ho Shao-ting got up quickly, and indeed had that intention...

That coffee table held Wen Bo Yan's "evidence," he had left it for her.

As Huo Shaoting reached the door, he grasped the doorknob, hesitated for a moment, then turned back.

Over the years, he'd been ruthless and decisive in his actions. He rarely hesitated like this. But he wanted to ask her again, if she truly didn't want to stay by his side, if she didn't want to listen to his arrangements.

But as he turned around, he saw Wen Man lying beside the coffee table, her slender body curled up, and her small face had lost its color...

"Wen Man!"

Ho Shaoting immediately went over and bent down to pick her up: "What's wrong I'll take you to the hospital."

Wen Man did not refuse.

She hurts so much... so much...

Her lower abdomen felt like it was burning, she couldn't even stand up, and lying down didn't make it any better.

She had a vague hunch that it was related to what had just happened.

Her body wasn't ready, and Huo Shaoting was too aggressive...

"Ho Shaoting…"

"Ouch!"

She leaned against his arm, forgetting their earlier argument. Only the warmth of his body could soothe her, making her feel like she was truly alive, despite the pain.

After all, Ho Shao-ting is a man.

How much he likes Wenman, even now that things are unpleasant between them, he couldn't possibly just leave her alone.

He carried her into the car and handed her a cup of water.

"It's hot water, have a little."

Wen Man held his cup, twisting it several times but couldn't open it.

Ho Shao-ting simply took it over and opened it for her, then let her hold it and drink.

He didn't dare waste a moment, driving his car toward the nearest hospital. He was so urgent that he didn't even have time to look for someone he knew.

Wen Man drank some water and felt a little better.

But it still hurts, and aches. My lower abdomen feels bloated and heavy…

She leaned back in her chair, her face pale.

"Ho Shao-ting...thank you."

"Don't speak! I'll call you when we get to the hospital."

His voice was quite gentle, which was rare for Huo Shaoting. After all, they had just had a fierce argument, even to the point of breaking up.

Wen Man's heart softened.

She thought they were both being irrational in the heat of the moment.

She believed he wouldn't really go after her father, and she wouldn't really use Gu Changqing against Huo Mingzhu... it was all just talk.

Wen Man wanted to talk to him, but she was in too much pain.

She vaguely thought...

Let's wait until she feels better before we talk about it!

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Half an hour later, the Bentley Continental pulled up to the hospital.

Huo Shaoting carried Wen Man out of the car and hurried toward the emergency room.

How's it going

Wen Man nodded, then shook her head...

Ho Shaoting quickened his pace and arrived at the emergency registration desk in no time.

The nurse asked, "What department are you seeing"

Wen Man's lips were pale: "Gynecology."

Ho Shao-ting's eyes dimmed slightly. Was he going to be a little ruthless tonight, so much so that he hurt her

He glanced at Wen Man.

She immediately lowered her eyes, the atmosphere was too subtle...

Ho Shaoting took her ID card and registered for her, then helped her sit on the bench and wait. Luckily, there was only one patient in front of them.

Wen Man was very unwell, leaning back in her chair, her face pale.

Ho Shao-ting gently turned her head.

She looked at him, her eyes filled with fear and tears.

Perhaps because of her vulnerability, his tone softened considerably: "Lean on my shoulder and rest for a while. We'll be there soon."

Wen Man's slender throat was tense.

She bit her lip and was about to lean in...

A gentle and refined voice rang out from the front: "Shaoting."

Ho Shao-ting was quite surprised. He looked up and saw Qiao Jingnian and Mrs. Qiao.

Qiao Jingnian looked much more haggard, and Mrs. Qiao appeared uneasy with slightly swollen eyes as if she had been crying for a long time.

He Shaoting propped up Wen Man, unable to get up conveniently so he nodded: "Uncle Qiao, Auntie Qiao!"

Joe Jingnian's gaze fell on Wen Man.

He hesitated: "Is Miss Wen unwell"

Ho Shaoting naturally wouldn't tell others about his arguments with Tong Wenman. He only said reservedly, "I wasn't feeling well."

Mrs. Qiao glanced at her husband.

Qiao Jingnian understood her meaning and, after much deliberation, spoke with great difficulty: "Shaoting, we didn't mean to trouble you! We didn't want to run into you here... Qiao An isn't in a good mood, Shaoting. Could you please comfort her"

As soon as the husband had finished speaking, Mrs. Qiao covered her face and wept.

"Shao Ting, I know this is hard for you! But Qiao An's fiancé wants to break off the engagement, and Qiao An swallowed 10 sleeping pills… Shao Ting, please, both me and Jing Nian beg you, we only have Qiao An as our daughter!"

She pleaded with Wen Man again: "Miss Wen, I know you're the most sensible person. Jingnian told me about you... I think you wouldn't just stand by and watch, would you Qiao An's condition is really bad."

Wen Man listened in a daze.

Joan swallowed the pills....

She should have known better.

She felt Huo Shaoting's grip on her palm, tighten and then release, then tighten again!

He's struggling!

He also wanted to see Qiaoan, and he couldn't rest assured about his white moonlight in his heart.

Yes, Wen Man only had a little pain, while Qiao An lost love and marriage...

Wen Man's heart was filled with sadness.

She strained a smile, looking at Huo Shaoting.

She wouldn't play the generous role, she let him make his own decision.

Eye contact.

Ho Shao-ting gently touched her hair, then his voice was dry: "I'll go take a look and come back to be with you! Wait for me here, okay"

Wen Man almost suffocated.

She endured the pain, watching him quietly, and whispered, " Huo Shaoting, I'm in pain too."

Joan's illness was brought on by herself.

But she was in pain, her body aching from what Huo Shaoting had done to her. How could he just leave her like this to go see Qiao An How could he be so heartless…

Huo Shaoting frowned: "I'll go take a look and be right back, it won't delay anything!"

Wen Man knew he was blaming her for not understanding.

Even Mrs. Qiao’s tone wasn't as good as before, "Miss Wen, Qiao An and Shao Ting are things of the past, you don't have to mind it! They broke up years ago, they're just good friends now."that period, okay”Huo Xi's fingers trembled slightly: Song Yun diedShe had seen Song Yun's tragic state, and she could almost imagine how Song Yun died, certainly dying a hundredfold more tragically i...