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In the darkness, Huo Beiyao felt a black mass flying towards him.

In the blink of an eye, he hugged Nan Hua's long legs and quickly dodged to the side.

Nanhua hugged his neck instinctively.

With a loud "click", the vase rubbed against her hair and fell heavily to the floor.

Nan Hua felt lucky.

If Huo Beiyao had flashed a little slower, the vase would have hit his head, and he was terrified even thinking about it.

"It's me, Huo Beiyao." Huo Beiyao said in a deep voice.

Sheng Chuan heard his voice, heaved a long sigh of relief, and complained: "Why didn't you call ahead of time? It's late at night, if I have a woman here, wouldn't it ruin my good deed?"

While speaking, he casually turned on the wall lamp on the wall.

Warm orange light enveloped the room.

The entrance is a large flat floor decorated with high-grade gray as the keynote, and the living room is so large that it is almost empty.

It was only then that Nanhua realized that her arms were tightly wrapped around Huo Beiyao's neck, her face was pressed against his, eye to eye, nose to nose, and the two breaths were entangled, swallowing each other.

Indescribably ambiguous.

She hastily let go of his neck, her face was rumbling and burned, her heart was beating violently, like a pigeon in a trap flapping its wings desperately.

She hates herself, why is she blushing and her heart beating!

Fortunately, Huo Beiyao didn't say anything, but just glanced at her meaningfully, then hugged her, and strode towards the sofa with long legs.

Seeing this, Sheng Chuan joked: "You kid, don't you want to die alone? Why did you have the pleasure to bring a woman back today? You have so many houses vacant, where can you spend the night? You have to come to my house in the middle of the night and disturb my sleep?"

Huo Beiyao bent down and gently placed the woman in his arms on the sofa, his handsome face was calm, and said, "She is injured, I need you to treat the wound."

"No wonder, I said that you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so you asked me for something." Sheng Chuan said while walking towards the two of them.

Nan Hua sat down on the sofa, lowered her head and raised her feet a little so as not to touch the floor.

After settling her injured foot, she slowly raised her head.

When Sheng Chuan saw her face, he was breathless and his voice changed, "Nan, Nanhua? You, are you still alive?"

Nan Hua endured the pain and smiled politely, "I'm sorry, you misidentified me, my surname is Shen."

"How is it possible, you are clearly Nan Hua!" Sheng Chuan insisted.

"I'm not. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Huo."

Sheng Chuan turned his head to look at Huo Beiyao, with a suspicious expression on his face, "Ah Yao, what's going on?"

Huo Beiyao sat down on the sofa, crossed his long legs, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, pushed it in front of Nanhua, and said lightly: "She is not Nanhua, but Shen Nanhua, Shen Fengru's youngest daughter. Look carefully, Don't be surprised next time, as if you saw a ghost."

Sheng Chuan didn't believe it, so he took a few steps forward, stood across from the coffee table, stared at the woman's face with wide eyes and looked carefully, "Tsk tsk, it looks really similar, this head, face shape, chin, and mouth are just like Nanhua's. It's exactly the same, except for a slight difference in the nose and eyes."

Huo Beiyao lifted his eyelids, and there was a tinge of chill in his eyes, "Does it look good?"

Sheng Chuan's attention was still on the woman, he didn't think much, and responded casually: "It looks good."

"How pretty?"

"very nice."

"Have you seen enough?" Huo Beiyao asked again, with a gloomy voice and a hint of displeasure.

Only then did Sheng Chuan realize that he was unhappy, and he snorted, "Why don't you just look at her a few times, and you don't care about her much, so you just protect her like this? And you say you don't like it, and you mean it..."

Huo Beiyao gave him a cold look, and interrupted him: "Go to the operating room and get ready. She has broken glass on the sole of her foot, and she needs to use tools to remove it."

"Okay, I'll go."

Sheng Chuan glanced at the woman's feet, seeing that the blood had dried up, he knew it, and walked towards the operating room in the northeast corner.

Go inside and turn on the surgical lights.

He picked up a disposable mask and put it on, disinfected his hands, and then took out the tools from the medical box to disinfect one by one.

Huo Beiyao calculated that it was almost time, and walked in with Nan Hua in his arms, and laid her flat on the operating bed.

The bright shadowless lamp illuminates every detail of the person, and one can clearly see the broken glass shards stuck on the soles of her feet, densely packed, sharp, sharp, pierced into the flesh, and it hurts to look at it.

But the woman didn't say a word along the way, clenched her teeth firmly, and never cried out that it hurts once.

Huo Beiyao couldn't help but think highly of her, and couldn't help but think of his late wife Nanhua. She was the most afraid of pain. Sometimes her hand would be pricked with a needle, and her eyes would be full of tears. She acted coquettishly and let him coax her. Lovely.

Those small and beautiful pasts were like sharp glass shards piercing his heart, causing a sharp pain.

Huo Beiyao got up and walked out of the window, looking into the distance.

Coincidentally, the far away place outside the window happened to be in the direction of the cliff where Nanhua's accident happened that year.

Huo Beiyao's chest felt tight, as if he was pressed against a huge rock, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

Sheng Chuan took a cotton pad and dipped it in disinfectant, and said to Nan Hua, "Miss Shen, I'll disinfect the wound on the sole of your foot first, it will hurt a little, bear with it."

Nan Hua nodded and clenched her teeth.

After Sheng Chuan sterilized her skillfully, he picked up the tweezers, took out the broken glass shards stuck in her feet little by little, and threw them into the surgical tray next to her.

After a while, the heart-wrenching pain continued, causing fine cold sweat to break out on Nanhua's forehead, and her teeth were gritted.

Huo Beiyao heard the rattling sound, looked back, saw the crystal beads of sweat on her forehead, his eyes darkened, and got up to find two clean towels.

He leaned over slightly, took a towel to help her gently wipe off the cold sweat on her forehead, then stuffed another piece into her mouth, and said softly, "Bite on it."

Nan Hua opened her mouth and bit it.

Sheng Chuan looked up at him, squeezed his throat and imitated a woman's voice and said delicately: "Brother Beiyao, I'm sweating too, hurry up and wipe it off for him."

Nan Hua burst out laughing.

With this smile, the pain seemed to ease a bit.

Huo Beiyao glanced at him, "You are a big man with rough skin and thick flesh, why are you afraid of sweating a little?"

Sheng Chuan swiftly took the broken glass for Nan Hua, and said, "Brother Bei Yao, you can't favor women over men, are rough old men inhuman?"

Huo Beiyao walked over, took a towel and wiped his forehead perfunctorily twice.

Sheng Chuan was very dissatisfied, "Brother Beiyao, you have a bad attitude. Wiping Miss Shen's sweat is so gentle as water. Wiping my sweat is so rough that I even rubbed off a piece of skin."

Huo Beiyao looked indifferent, "When you get hurt, I will be gentle with you."

"I'm hurting right now, heartbroken."

Huo Beiyao's thin lips curled into a faint smile, "Fuck you, be serious."

As soon as her attention was distracted, the pain on the soles of Nanhua's feet seemed to ease by two points.

Even so, when all the glass shards were taken out, her underwear was still soaked in cold sweat.

After Sheng Chuan treated her wound, he gave her a skin test. After the skin test, she was given a tetanus injection.

He stood up and warned: "Miss Shen, your injury is serious, you have to observe with me for six hours before you can leave."

Nan Hua was surprised, "Can't you usually leave after observing for half an hour?"

Sheng Chuan took off his mask, with a serious expression, and said to her authoritatively: "The half-hour observations are all minor wounds, your wounds are too dense, you must observe them here for six hours, and leave after dawn tomorrow." If you don't follow the will and cause wound infection, the doctor will not be responsible."

Hearing what he said so seriously, Nan Hua couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and replied, "That's fine. But, where will I sleep later?"

Sheng Chuan glanced at the tall and indifferent man standing beside Yuli, and said to her, "I have a guest room here, and the bed is also big. You and Bei Yao should be able to sleep together."