"Yes, Young Master,"
Nanny Rong snapped back to her senses and quickly responded.
Che Huan thought of the regint commander and blushed as she spoke up, "Nanny Rong, there’s also the commander’s."
"Yes, Madam,"
Nanny Rong gave Che Huan a respectful smile.
Because of the title "Madam," Che Huan stood there, her cheeks burning with embarrassnt.
The little fellow’s expression turned sour in an instant. Although he had already accepted the reality of Huanhuan being his mother, he still felt uncomfortable.
He glanced at Nanny Rong and said, "You talk too much!"
"..."
Nanny Rong snapped out of her daze, recalled how the Young Master used to like Miss Che, and looking at his tense little face, quickly went to the kitchen.
She soon brought out the prepared breakfast.
Huo Jinxue was about to say she too would go to the hospital, but Huo Jinbei stopped her before she could speak.
Realizing the situation, Huo Jinxue saw her own lack of tact. Indeed, it was not the right ti to be a third wheel; wouldn’t it be better if they went later?
She looked at Che Huan, "Second Sister-in-law, Xiaowei, you go ahead; we’ll co by later."
That ’Second Sister-in-law’ sure rolled off the tongue quite naturally, didn’t it?
Che Huan mumbled an indistinct "Mhm," took the little one’s hand, and carried the breakfast out the door.
Uncle Lu drove a black Rolls-Royce and stopped at the hospital entrance, running into Huo Qichang’s car.
Seeing Che Huan and Xiaowei getting out, Huo Qichang also got out and walked towards them, about to speak when Huo Jinnan ca out.
Huo Jinnan reached Che Huan and the little one first, took the lunchbox from Che Huan’s hand, and said to Uncle Lu, "Take her and the Young Master in first."
Uncle Lu responded, "Miss Che, shall we go in first?"
Che Huan replied, glanced at Huo Jinnan, and gently tugged on his sleeve, "Then I’ll go in first."
Huo Jinnan uttered an "Mhm," watched Che Huan leave, then turned back to look at Huo Qichang.
Huo Qichang lit a cigarette, his manner grave, "How is your mother doing?"
Huo Jinnan looked at him, his eyes deep and dark, "She had an artificial heart implanted."
An artificial heart...
Over the past few years, he had also been paying attention to finding a suitable heart, never finding one. He hadn’t expected that an artificial heart had been implanted so quickly.
An artificial heart wasn’t reliable; there were cases where patients only lived for a few dozen days after transplantation.
He looked at Huo Jinnan, "I want to see your mother."
"She doesn’t want to see you," Huo Jinnan said indifferently, his gaze sharp as he looked at Huo Qichang, "If you genuinely care, co back when you’ve found a matching heart."
With those words, he turned and entered the hospital.
Huo Qichang was, as usual, stopped by the security guards at the door.
Not wanting to force his way in, he took out his phone, looked at it for a while, and then pressed the keys forcefully to call Zhong Qin’s mobile.
He had assud she wouldn’t pick up, but to his surprise, it connected after three rings.
"Xiaoqin..."
"You’re at the hospital entrance, right? Wait there a mont, I have sothing to return to you."
Huo Qichang wanted to say more, but the call had already ended.
He stood there waiting for a long while until he saw a nurse co out and walk towards him.
"Are you Mr. Huo Qichang?"
Huo Qichang replied with a "Yes," and looked at the item in the nurse’s hand, not knowing what it was.
The nurse handed the item to Huo Qichang and quickly left.
Huo Qichang looked down at it, returned to his car, opened it, and his pupils suddenly dilated, his hand trembling, the item nearly falling to the ground.
He steadied himself, taking a while to catch his breath, his hand still shaking as he spoke to himself:
"Xiaoqin, can’t you really forgive ?"
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