Su Huaiming breathed a sigh of relief once Song Hanyu was out of sight.
He strained to straighten his head, persistently asking, "Is my head tilted very obviously?"
"..."
Fu Jingfan didn't answer, but Su Huaiming could already tell the answer from his expression. "Stop, you don't need to say anything more."
Su Huaiming took out his phone and saw his current appearance. He became completely withdrawn, sullenly pressing his head against the car window without saying a word.
Fu Jingfan glanced at him but did not speak.
Time passed by, Su Huaiming, not knowing the way, only noticed that the outside scenery was gradually becoming more bustling, assuming that this was the only way home.
It wasn't until the car stopped in front of a traditional Chinese medicine shop that Su Huaiming came to his senses and looked at Fu Jingfan with confusion, "Are you sick?"
Fu Jingfan paused in opening the car door, looked down at Su Huaiming's still crooked neck, and asked with his eyes, "Don't you know who needs to see a doctor?"
Su Huaiming was stunned for a moment before realizing that Fu Jingfan had come to take him to get treatment for his neck, and immediately opened the car door.
Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a shadow fall over him, and a soft blanket fell down, covering him completely.
Su Huaiming emerged from the gap in the blanket, looking at Fu Jingfan with a puzzled expression.
"Do you want to be on the news?" Fu Jingfan asked casually.
Su Huaiming belatedly realized that he was now a public figure. He tilted his head and walked into the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. In less than an hour, netizens would know about this and would probably ridicule him and create all sorts of memes.
Su Huaiming imagined the scene, gasped, pulled the blanket down with his hands, and covered his face tightly, leaving only his eyes showing.
After Su Huaiming entered the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, everyone turned to look at him. Su Huaiming felt embarrassed and subconsciously hid behind Fu Jingfan.
He couldn't see the road clearly, so he could only watch Fu Jingfan's heels and follow him wherever he went.
After Fu Jingfan stopped, Su Huaiming cautiously peeked out and met the gaze of a kind-faced old man with white hair.
"There are no outsiders here," Fu Jingfan reminded them.
Su Huaiming then put down the blanket, sat down in front of the old Chinese medicine doctor, and said, "I fell asleep on the sofa last night and accidentally slept with a stiff neck, so I can't straighten my head."
The traditional Chinese medicine doctor carefully asked a few questions before smiling and saying, "Don't worry, you'll feel more relaxed after the massage."
Su Huaiming nodded, assuming that someone would come to give him a massage.
Unexpectedly, the old Chinese medicine doctor stood up shakily, walked behind Su Huaiming, and stretched out his wrinkled hand.
Su Huaiming paused for a few seconds, worried that the old Chinese medicine doctor might harm his body with strenuous activity, and looked at him with concern.
But he soon realized that this was all unnecessary worry.
The old Chinese medicine doctor had a very strong hand; after just one massage, Su Huaiming almost cried out in pain.
He covered his mouth with his hand, his features contorted in pain, trying his best to endure it, but several cries of pain still escaped from the corners of his mouth.
Su Huaiming felt embarrassed and was about to shut his mouth when he heard a pig-like scream coming from next door.
"Ouch! Help! It hurts so much!"
The speaker had a deep voice, automatically conjuring up an image of a burly man standing 1.8 meters tall. His voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire TCM clinic, completely drowning out Su Huaiming's voice.
Su Huaiming glanced sympathetically at the older brother next door, then let go of his burdens and didn't deliberately suppress his cries of pain.
After the massage, Su Huaiming was sweating on his back, his eyes were a little wet, and he was panting heavily from the pain.
The old man showed no signs of fatigue and shakily returned to his original position. "Try turning your head now."
Previously, Su Huaiming couldn't move his neck at all. Although the pain was still very obvious, he dared to move his neck and finally straightened his head.
Su Huaiming was overjoyed and thanked the traditional Chinese medicine doctor repeatedly.
Fu Jingfan returned, and just as Su Huaiming was about to show him, he saw Fu Jingfan raise his hand and place a few mints in front of him.
"I got these from the front desk; there weren't any other candies left," Fu Jingfan said.
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Before Su Huaiming could understand what Fu Jingfan meant, the old man smiled at him and praised, "You are very strong, especially great. Go back and get some rest, don't worry too much."
After listening to the old Chinese medicine doctor's words, Su Huaiming stared blankly at the mint candy in front of him, suddenly realizing that he had been coaxed like a child.
"..."
Just as Su Huaiming was about to explode, he met the kind gaze of the old Chinese medicine doctor and suddenly felt a little ashamed. He quickly clutched the two mints in his hand and lowered his head in embarrassment.
For a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, Su Huaiming is old enough to be his grandson, so this attitude is perfectly understandable.
The old Chinese medicine doctor gave Fu Jingfan a few more instructions before letting Su Huaiming and the others leave.
Su Huaiming didn't have a mask or sunglasses, so he wrapped himself in the blanket again and obediently followed Fu Jingfan out of the TCM clinic.
Fu Jingfan was tall and slender with an outstanding temperament. He was dressed in a suit and had an exceptionally handsome appearance.
Although Su Huaiming's face was hidden by the thick blanket, his eyes, which were visible, were bright and clear, with a rounded shape and slightly upturned corners, as if they had small hooks.
The duo's combination was so eye-catching that they attracted another wave of attention.
Once back in the car, Su Huaiming finally breathed a sigh of relief, casually tossing the blanket aside and carefully moving his neck, afraid it might stiffen again.
He twisted his leg too much and pulled a muscle, causing him to gasp in pain.
Fu Jingfan turned to look at him and said expressionlessly, "Eat candy."
Su Huaiming: "..."
Is this ever going to end? Are you really treating him like a child?!
Su Huaiming wanted to retort, but then felt that if he brought things up, he would be the one to lose face, so he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
He pulled out some mints from his pocket, angrily tore open the wrapper, and popped both mints into his mouth.
Su Huaiming's face had smooth, rounded lines and fair, delicate skin. As he ate a mint, round bumps appeared on both cheeks.
With each breath, Fu Jingfan could smell a faint scent of mint.
It's refreshing yet sweet, not too unpleasant to smell.
Fu Jingfan had only coaxed Fu Xiaoxiao occasionally, and his experience was limited to that. Seeing that Su Huaiming had eaten the candy, he felt that he had already coaxed him.
The only thing in the car that could distract him was Su Huaiming. Once Su Huaiming's emotions stabilized, Fu Jingfan was able to concentrate on replying to work emails.
Another half hour passed, and the car drove into the estate and stopped in front of the villa.
Finally home, Su Huaiming stretched and prepared to return to his room.
He had only taken one step when the butler approached and said, "Mr. Su, a guest has come to visit you. Would you like to see him?"
Su Huaiming was taken aback. "A guest is looking for me. Who is it?"
The housekeeper shook his head. "I just heard the news. I don't know the name, I only know that the guest is waiting for you in the glass greenhouse."
Su Huaiming nodded. "Okay, I'll go see him."
He wanted to tell Fu Jingfan, but when he turned around, Fu Jingfan was already gone.
Su Huaiming didn't pay any attention, greeted the butler, and walked towards the glass greenhouse alone.
He was very curious about the guest's identity.
He doesn't go out much, and apart from recording variety shows, he hardly makes any new friends. He only has a handful of friends in total. So who came looking for him?
And since he made a special trip to the villa, it must be something important.
Su Huaiming couldn't guess the guest's identity at all, and filled with doubt, he walked into the glass greenhouse.
The glass greenhouse was made entirely of glass, allowing a clear view through it. Su Huaiming didn't spot anyone. Afraid of missing him, he searched the entire glass greenhouse but couldn't find the so-called guest.
Su Huaiming stood in the glass greenhouse, frowning in confusion, preparing to go find the housekeeper to get some answers.
Just as he was about to turn around, he felt a heavy weight on his trouser leg, pulling it down continuously.
Su Huaiming lowered his eyes to his feet, instinctively wanting to dodge.
A soft, milky whimpering sound rang out, and a chubby little puppy with short yellow fur and a slightly protruding belly lay at his feet, nibbling at his trouser leg with its tiny teeth and shaking its head.
Noticing Su Huaiming's gaze, the puppy wiggled its chubby bottom, raised its head, and barked at Su Huaiming a few times, thinking it was being very fierce.
Su Huaiming was completely dumbfounded.
He looked at the empty glass greenhouse, then at the little puppy that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and his expression turned strange.
Surely the guest who comes to see him can't be a dog!
Chapter 40
Su Huaiming bent down and picked up the puppy.
It felt heavy in my hands; the texture of its short fur was almost negligible. The puppy was all flesh, with a bulging belly.
The little puppy was shocked by the human's rudeness, daring to grab it by the scruff of its neck and casually touch its bottom. It was so angry that its four little legs flapped in the air and it kept whimpering in its babyish voice.
Su Huaiming wasn't scared at all. He poked the puppy's belly with his hand, and it wobbled and rippled, clearly full of milk.
The puppy barked even louder, its eyes gleaming with ferocity, and it even showed its tiny, round teeth, making Su Huaiming feel like he was about to burst out laughing.
"Oh my, so small, but with such a big temper." Su Huaiming really liked this little puppy, and, in a playful mood, teased it, "Are you my legendary guest, the one who came all the way to see me?"
The little puppy wriggled restlessly in Su Huaiming's palm, trying to paw at Su Huaiming with its tiny paws, expressing its resistance in a childish voice.
Completely oblivious, Su Huaiming raised an eyebrow like a hoodlum and deliberately said, "Hey puppy, do you have WeChat? Let's scan the QR code and add each other as friends, then we can hang out together sometime!"
Before the puppy could react, Su Huaiming started laughing to himself.
People tend to become quite eccentric in the presence of cute little animals.
The little puppy also had a temper, letting out a long snort through its nose, as if expressing disdain.
Su Huaiming looked at the puppy with curiosity and couldn't help but ask, "Can you understand me?"
He summoned his visitor, but only found a dog, which was quite mysterious as it could respond accurately to his words.
Before Su Huaiming's brain cells could even process what was happening, a small figure ran over and shouted, "Doggy, where did you go?"
Su Huaiming stepped out of the glass greenhouse and bumped right into Fu Xiaoxiao.
Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up as she looked at the puppy in Su Huaiming's hand, and she immediately reached out to snatch it away.
Unfortunately, there was a huge height difference between him and Su Huaiming; even with his fingers stretched out straight, he couldn't even touch the puppy's fur.