Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

After the operating light came on, Huo Tingsen threw the gun in his hand to Huo Bei and stood silently lighting a cigarette.

When the nurse came to remind her that smoking was prohibited in the hospital corridor, Huo Tingsen only gave her a cold look, without any warmth in his eyes.

In the end, Jiang Sheng came to the rescue for the nurse. He frowned irritably, "The entire hospital belongs to Master San. He can do whatever he wants. If he doesn't want to lose his job, get out."

When the little nurse heard this, she immediately realized that this man might be the rumored Mr. Huo who had lived abroad for a long time. A cold sweat broke out on his back and he hurriedly left.

After a while, Huo Tingsen turned around and leaned against the cold wall of the hospital. He put one hand into his trouser pocket, and the red fire on the fingertips of one hand flickered on and off.

Jiang Sheng smelled the smell of blood in the air and was worried that Huo Tingsen was also injured, so he said, "Third Master, I will have someone come to help you deal with your wound."

It seems that it is impossible for the third master to leave before the young lady comes out of the operating room. If the third master is injured, the doctor can only come here to help him treat the wound.

"No need." When Huo Tingsen heard this, he lowered his head and glanced at the black shirt he was wearing, frowning, as if he remembered something bad again, "This is Xu Yu's blood."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the dried blood on his shirt.

Jiang Shengxin was instantly raised to his throat, fearing that what he just said would offend the third master. He was keenly aware that any topic about the young lady was a sensitive topic for the third master at this moment.

Time passed by, and cigarette ashes fell on the floor at Huo Tingsen's feet.

Jiang Sheng glanced at the soot and frowned subconsciously.

Although the Third Master also smoked before, he has basically given up smoking since he married the young lady. Now...

Jiang Sheng silently glanced at the expressionless Huo Bei, who glanced at him coldly. His eyes were as expressionless as Huo Tingsen's.

He is worthy of being a bodyguard trained by Third Master, Jiang Sheng thought silently in his heart.

Then he placed the words "Little Madam" at the same level as the words "Mr. Huo" in his heart, and Jiang Sheng dared to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Today is a nice day. As the sun rises slowly, the lights in the operating room suddenly go out, the automatic doors open to both sides, and the nurse and doctor push Xu Yu out.

The doctor who was pointed at by Huo Tingsen took off his mask and sighed. Jiang Sheng suddenly took a breath and immediately looked at Huo Tingsen's expression.

Just as he thought, the third master's expression was terrifyingly cold, and Huo Bei, standing behind him, was drawing a gun.

The doctor also saw Huo Bei's movements, and without bothering to wipe the sweat from his head, he quickly said, "Don't worry, Third Master, Miss Xu is out of danger."

As soon as these words came out, Huo Bei paused, and then without changing his expression, he took back the gun that had been pointed at the doctor.

Jiang Sheng also glanced at him speechlessly. It's not good to sigh at any time, but he sighed at this time. If it had been later, the third master would have killed him.

In Huo Tingsen's heart, the shackles that had been heavy on his heart before were suddenly loosened at this moment, and then a gust of breeze blew through his heart.

Just like a piece of frozen ice suddenly cracking, you can see that a peaceful water lily is gestating in the crack.

Xu Yu was sent to the general ward that day. Although there were many wounds on her body, fortunately they were not fatal.

It wasn't until he confirmed that Xu Yu was safe that Huo Tingsen put out the cigarette that had been burning on his fingertips.

He smelled heavily of cigarette smoke, so Jiang Sheng asked someone to bring toiletries and a change of clothes. Huo Tingsen took a bath in the bathroom of Xu Yu's ward and shaved cleanly.

As he stood in front of the sink buttoning his cufflinks, he saw the clothes he had thrown in the dirty clothes basket from the corner of his eye, and raised his lips with a smile. When had he ever been so unkempt?

Huo Tingsen didn't tell anyone about Xu Yu's injury for the time being, so that she could rest peacefully.

After the operation, it wasn't until late that night that Xu Yu woke up from hunger. She couldn't open her eyes and the cramps in her stomach almost tortured her to death.

Suddenly he was so aggrieved that he burst into tears and weakly whispered, "Third brother, I'm so hungry."

After the last word came out of her mouth, Xu Yu felt herself being lifted up from the hospital bed and leaning on the head of the bed. Huo Tingsen sat beside the bed, holding a bowl of soft rice with his well-joined fingers. Porridge.

"Open your mouth." As the words rose, Huo Tingsen filled the porridge with a small spoon and touched her lips.

Xu Yu couldn't wait to open her mouth and ate one bite after another. It wasn't until she finished the bowl of porridge that she felt her body gradually getting warmer.

Then, Huo Tingsen fed her some other light food.

"I won't eat." When Huo Tingsen brought the food to her mouth again, Xu Yu reached out and pushed his arm aside, and then said.

Huo Tingsen put the lunch box in his hand beside the hospital bed, raised his hand to caress her cheek, pursed his thin crimson lips invisibly, and asked warmly, "Does it still hurt?"

Knowing what his question meant, Xu Yu slowly opened his eyes. Huo Tingsen was looking down at her with worry in his eyes.

The warm wall lamp was turned on in the ward, and he was caught in the flickering shadows, but his pure black deep eyes remained as awake as before in the night.

Xu Yu looked into his eyes and suddenly remembered the time when he took her out of the forest. Huo Tingsen seemed to have called her "Yu'er."

Isn't it true that such an affectionate name is only used by lovers? Xu Yu's heart felt warm. Although her body hurt, she still bent her eyes happily and said to him, "Third brother, it doesn't hurt much anymore."

"Don't lie in front of me." Huo Tingsen said in a deep voice, raising his hand to help her pull up the quilt.

Xu Yu pursed her lips and cast her eyes at him through her thick black eyelashes. Her two delicate eyebrows drooped softly on her brow bones. Seeing her pitiful look, Huo Tingsen raised his hand to adjust the wall lamp beside the bed. Brighter.

"Does it hurt?" Huo Tingsen asked in a low voice. The ward was quiet. His voice was particularly tempting to Xu Yu at this time.

She was like a child lost in a wheat field. When dusk fell, she suddenly heard the evening bell calling her from afar. In an instant, she found her way home.

Huo Tingsen found her and took her out of the dark and terrifying forest.

"Third brother." Xu Yu pursed her lips and her eyes turned red. The joy of surviving the disaster was belated and occupied her whole heart.

Before her trembling pink lips could say the next words, tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably and fell on her pillow.

When he saw her crying, he subconsciously thought that she was crying in pain. Huo Tingsen raised his eyebrows and wiped the tears from her face with his fingertips, "Stop crying. It won't hurt so much after tonight."

"No." Xu Yu sniffed, "I'm not crying because of this."

"What's that for?" Huo Tingsen asked following her words.