When she heard that, Huo Sihan not only failed to show her any kindness, but also shot her a cold, warning look. "Get out."
Huo Xiaoyan was seething with hatred inside and deeply unwilling to give in. She clenched her teeth tightly to keep herself from losing control on the spot.
"Yes, Brother. Big Sister-in-law is awake. Whatever you need to discuss with her, talk it over properly. Don't let her get too agitated. The doctor said she can't be subjected to any stimulation. About Aunt Su's death..."
"Shut up!"
The expression on Huo Sihan's face could now only be described as icy cold.
Huo Xiaoyan froze. She shrank her neck timidly, lowered her head, and walked out while still trying to explain, "I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to. I'll leave right now. You two talk things over."
After Huo Xiaoyan left, Huo Sihan looked at the girl on the hospital bed, who was staring at him with a pair of clear black-and-white eyes, and paused.
His face taut, he walked slowly to the chair beside the bed and sat down.
With his eyes half lowered, his expression unreadable, he asked, "You...how are you?"
Su Qiao looked at the man before her. He appeared haggard, noticeably thinner than he had been ten days ago, with dark circles under his eyes. Much of her anger toward him had already dissipated.
Su Qiao pressed a hand to her chest and put on a pained expression. Her delicate voice trembled slightly. "It hurts so much."
"I...I'll go get the doctor."
The man, whose face had been tense just moments ago, suddenly changed expression. He sprang to his feet and was about to rush outside.
Su Qiao had only been joking. She hadn't expected him to react so strongly.
She hurriedly called out, "Don't.