Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Translator: Yunyi 

Thinking of Tang Xinrou's words, he said to Madam Leng jokingly, "That girl is so weird. Yesterday, she even said something to Rourou, causing Rourou to say that I should go to the hospital for a check-up or I'd regret it. She made it sound like I was going to have a terminal illness or something. Don't you think that's ridicu— Hey, Mom, what are you doing?!"

He didn't think that there was anything wrong with him at all and even laughed as he spoke, thinking that it was ridiculous. He didn't notice that after Madam Leng heard this, the color on her face faded and she was extremely pale.

"You need to go to the hospital with me! Right now!" Madam Leng's voice trembled as she forcefully pulled Leng Xuanming up. "Who is joking with you? How dare you be careless about this?!"

"Pfft... Mom, are you serious?" Leng Xuanming found it funny and stood up helplessly. "Even if I have to go for a check-up, you should let me eat first. I'm starving to death..."

"Eat what? An empty stomach is perfect for a check-up! Stop thinking about eating and come with me!" Madam Leng's expression was serious; she did not treat this as a joke at all. Just because Leng Xuanming had been far away abroad and did not know the full story, how could she not know? Song Yaoyao's words may have been a little weird, but they were definitely not without reason.

Leng Xuanming could not persuade her, so he could only helplessly follow Madam Leng into the car.

Two hours later, at the hospital.

The corridor was quiet. Madam Leng covered her face with both hands. Her shoulders were trembling continuously, and sobs leaked out from between her fingers.

Leng Xuanming opened his mouth in disbelief. However, the medical report in his hand could not fool anyone. He actually had cancer! What the f*ck? Was it April Fool's Day?

"I told you to take care of your body! Why didn't you listen to me? You didn't go to the regular medical check-up every year, did you? I specifically sent a chef from China to take care of you. What on Earth did you do?" Madam Leng could not hide her sadness. As she scolded Leng Xuanming and looked at her pale son, she could not help but fall to the ground.

Leng Xuanming wanted to laugh, but he could not.

Anyone who found out that they had stomach cancer in the hospital would not be able to laugh? He was still so young. Before this, he had never thought that he would die.

"Mom... it's only the middle stage. It's not too late. Please, please don't cry." He squatted in front of Mrs. Leng and comforted her softly.

The doctor had said that it was fortunate that he came in time. The cancer cells were spreading very quickly; a few more days and it may have turned into the advanced stage.

Slap!

Mrs. Leng was in tears. She slapped him hard on the face. "Who told you not to listen to me!"

Leng Xuanming suffered silently. "Mom, I know I'm wrong. Please don't cry."

"You're my only son. Do you want to die before I do? How can I not cry?!" She quickly wiped away her tears and pulled Leng Xuanming outside.

The doctor who had just walked out stopped them. "Mrs. Leng, where are you going? I suggest he gets admitted to the hospital to receive treatment."

"Yes, yes, of course." Mrs. Leng nodded. "Don't worry, he'll be admitted tonight. But, right now, we have something to do. We have to meet someone. I'll leave the rest of the preparations to you."

Leng Xuanming was dragged away by Mrs. Leng in a daze. Back when he didn't know that he had cancer, he didn't feel any discomfort at all. Now that he found out, it was as if all his strength had been drained.

He pursed his lips. "Mom... you said we were going to see someone. Could it be Song Yaoyao?"

"What Song Yaoyao? How can you call the miracle doctor by her name? When you see her, call her Miss Song!"

"Mom— we can just get treated in the hospital." Leng Xuanming was helpless. He didn't really want to go.

Right now, his feelings for Song Yaoyao were very complicated, and his face was burning with pain. He had assumed that Song Yaoyao was a delicate and fragile girl who was raised in a cage by Mr. Huo, but now, he was slapped in the face.

Surprised was no longer enough to describe Leng Xuanming's current mood. How did Song Yaoyao know? Was Chinese medicine really so magical?

"Cut the crap and get in the car!"

Mrs. Leng did not wait for further explanations. She stuffed Leng Xuanming into the car and ordered the driver to go.

...

A day passed quickly. When Song Yaoyao heard that someone was looking for her, she was having dinner.

"Who's looking for me?"

Uncle Zhang said, "It's the Leng Family's Madam Leng and eldest young master, the one who just returned to the country."

After he said this, Song Yaoyao understood.

She took out a napkin to wipe her mouth and was about to get up when a hand stopped her.

"Eat properly."

"Over there—" Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes.

Huo Yunque put some fish meat in front of her without changing his expression and ordered Uncle Zhang lightly, "Call them over."

It was Leng Xuanming's first time visiting Huo Manor. The European-style building was like a royal palace: grand and luxurious and it took up a large area, so it took some time for the car to reach the main building.

Leng Xuanming was silent from the moment he entered.

"Mrs. Leng, Mr. and Miss Song are having dinner. If you don't mind, can you wait for a moment?" Uncle Zhang smiled and led them into the living room.

Madam Leng did not dare to say no to a request. Even though she was burning with anxiety, she knew that even someone as skilled as Song Yaoyao could not make her son better in an instant.

"Of course. Sorry for disturbing you."

As the guests waited, Song Yaoyao was in no hurry. Instead, she slowly finished the food on her plate.

Huo Yunque raised an eyebrow when he saw her put down her chopsticks. "Are you full?"

"I'm full."

Huo Yunque took a wet handkerchief to wipe her fingers and lifted his chin. "Go ahead, I'll accompany you later."

"Okay!"

Huo Tian was extremely curious as she watched Song Yaoyao leave. She bit her chopsticks and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, why is the Leng Family looking for Auntie?"

She had never seen Song Yaoyao acting friendly with anyone. If someone had a problem, shouldn't they be speaking to her uncle? Why were they looking for Song Yaoyao?

Huo Ningxi lowered his eyes and ate quietly as if he couldn't hear a thing.

Huo Yunque's expression was calm and his voice was cold. "If you're curious, you can go and take a look yourself."

"Can I?"

Huo Tian was pleasantly surprised. She immediately put down her chopsticks and ran out. "Thank you, Uncle!"

In the reception room, Mrs. Leng immediately went up to greet Song Yaoyao when she heard footsteps. Her eyes were slightly swollen, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she had cried.

"Hello, Miss Song."

"Hello, Mrs. Leng." Song Yaoyao nodded gently. "Hello, Mr. Leng."

"I'm flattered." Leng Xuanming pursed his lips, his smile stiff.

The girl in front of him wore simple home clothes. She was elegant and indifferent, and her bearing was extraordinary. Even standing in front of his mother, she did not look overwhelmed. Instead, she attracted everyone's gazes.

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