Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

"Where did Miss Song go yesterday? Has the wound been disinfected? It'll be bad if it gets infected."

Almost every time Liu Yu asked, Huo Tian's eyelids would twitch.

But she didn't need to answer because Liu Yu's question was answered very quickly. He saw a few shards of porcelain stained with blood that were thrown on the table.

"The case has been solved," Liu Yu said.

He sighed. "Mr. Huo just left and Miss Song was injured. Wouldn't Mr. Huo be heartbroken if he knew?"

The person lying on the bed was Huo Yunque's everything.

Huo Tian pursed her lips. She knew that Liu Yu was telling the truth.

She wanted to hide something for Huo Ningxi, so she whispered, "Dr. Liu, is the situation serious? Quickly help Song— Uh, my auntie treat it."

Liu Yu looked at her guilty face and glanced at her. "Did you cause this?"

"I..." Huo Tian's heart skipped a beat. "How is that possible! Don't accuse a good person!"

Last time, her uncle wanted to fry her in oil because of Song Yaoyao's sake. If he accused her again, she would at least lose a layer of skin.

"I hope so. Children should not lie."

Liu Yu chuckled. He looked casual, but his eyes swept secretly over Huo Tian's body.

The wounds were not serious. They were all superficial wounds, but there was a lot of blood. Moreover, Song Yaoyao's skin was white, so the wounds looked shocking on her.

Liu Yu quickly treated it. He was worried that Song Yaoyao had other injuries, so he stood up and ordered help from a maid.

"Get someone to scrub Miss Song and help her change into a clean set of clothes. Also, check if there are any other injuries on her body."

Huo Tian volunteered and raised her hand. "I'll do it."

After saying this, she regretted it. Song Yaoyao's skin was soft and tender, and she was extremely delicate. Wasn't she asking for trouble?

Liu Yu glanced at her when he heard this. "If you want to do it, you can do it. I'll go out first."

Huo Tian had no choice but to brace herself and go over to examine Song Yaoyao.

She was very careful, as if Song Yaoyao was some fragile object.

By the time she changed Song Yaoyao's clothes, she was already sweating all over from the heat. After waiting for Song Yaoyao to lie down, she exhaled and wiped her forehead.

"It's fine, it's fine. It's just an injury on my arm."

She suddenly paused.

Her gaze landed on Song Yaoyao's bruised forehead, and her eyelids twitched.

This place could not be hidden...

Oh no, oh no, Uncle will definitely be angry when he comes back!

Song Yaoyao was still sleeping, while her mind was in a mess. One moment, she was thinking about Song Yaoyao lying on the bed looking weak and pitiful, and the next moment, it was Huo Ningxi's crazed and desperate look from last night.

She should be mine!

Boom—

Huo Tian suddenly snapped out of her daze and ran out of the room without looking back.

Liu Yu was standing outside with his arms crossed. Other than him, Uncle Zhang, Huo Sihuo, and Huo Jiu were also waiting. Liu Yu was also unlike his usual self. He did not have a cheeky smile on his face.

"No other injuries?"

Huo Tian let out a soft grunt of agreement while she lowered her eyes to hide the complicated expression in her eyes.

"Alright, I'll go back and play some games. I'll come back in two hours. If there's anything, Uncle Zhang, remember to let me know."

Liu Yu quickly left.

Uncle Zhang was a shrewd person. He could see Huo Tian's uneasiness and guilt at a glance, but...

He did not think that Huo Tian had the guts to make a move on Song Yaoyao. Moreover, Song Yaoyao was not the type to be bullied.

He sent Liu Yu out, still regretting it in his heart.

In the future, he wouldn't let all the servants go to the back at night. He had to leave someone to watch over them.

Miss Song was such a good girl, but now she was sick and lying on the bed listlessly. How pitiful was that?

As soon as Uncle Zhang left, the others followed.

At that moment, a tall and thin figure suddenly paused when he passed by Huo Tian.

A cold, amused voice came from above her head, "Miss Huo."

"Huh?" Huo Tian looked up in a daze and met a pair of cold, dark eyes.

Through a pair of glasses, the young man's eyes were very dark. There was a smile at the corner of his lips, but it looked forced and cold.

The sensitive Huo Tian felt the hair on her back stand on end as she trembled.

"Wh-what do you want?" Her throat tightened as she suppressed the fear in her heart.

Anyone who had served her uncle before could give off a strong sense of oppression and make one's scalp tingle.

"Nothing."

Huo Jiu chuckled. He leaned over and looked down at Huo Tian. "Miss Huo, this has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Of course not—" Huo Tian immediately denied it.

It indeed had nothing to do with her. It was just that she saw what happened last night, had something on her mind, and wanted to cover for Huo Ningxi, that was why she looked so weird.

Other than Uncle Zhang and Huo Jiu, even the careless Liu Yu had noticed it.

He usually looked a little silly, but to get to his current position, how could he be absolutely innocent?

"That's good."

Huo Jiu nodded and slowly stood up. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

"N-no..."

He was too scary.

The people around her uncle were all devils!

"That's good. I still have to go to the punishment hall with Huo Si, so I won't talk to you anymore."

After saying this, Huo Jiu nodded and walked downstairs.

Huo Tian was dumbstruck as she stared at the back of the tall figure that was as straight as bamboo.

"The punishment hall?" What did they do wrong?

"Since we didn't take good care of Miss Song, it's natural for us to be punished."

Huo Jiu's voice gradually faded away, but Huo Tian's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. After a long while, it was as if a basin of water mixed with ice was poured over her head. She trembled, feeling as if she had been hit by an invisible ice cube.

Huo Si and Huo Jiu were not there last night. This was an accident, and no one wanted it.

But who would have thought that the rules of the old manor would be so strict to such an extent.

That if the Master was injured, regardless of whether it was related to the bodyguards or not, they would be punished.

Huo Tian, who had grown up abroad, felt that it was ridiculous.

...

Moreover, she could not help but have doubts about herself. Could she really cover for Huo Ningxi?

"How is she?"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind her, giving Huo Tian a fright.

She took a few steps back and turned her head, feeling even more dizzy.

"Brother Ningxi?"

The young man in front of her changed his clothes, but he looked as if he had not slept for the whole night. His face was haggard, his lips were pale, and his eyes were filled with a deathly stillness.

Huo Tian pursed her lips. Her instincts told her that she should not meddle in other people's business. This was between Huo Ningxi and Song Yaoyao, and she was not an insider, so she had no right to interfere.

However, among the younger generation, she had a pretty good relationship with Huo Ningxi. Seeing him lose his soul like this, her heart ached.

"She... has a high fever."

Huo Ningxi's pupils constricted when she said this. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the tightly shut door.