Chapter 223, Sisters

Passing through the corridors hung with lanterns of various shapes and colors, and pushing aside the dewy banana leaves, you can see a quaint attic, which is the place where Huo Sichan temporarily lives.

Huo Linge pushed the wheelchair to the door. Someone had been waiting for a long time. When he saw them approaching, the man let out a slight sneer from the corner of his mouth, and didn't intend to come up to help.

Huo Lingge stopped after hearing the voice, hesitating: "Is it my sister?"

At night, she has bad eyesight and can't see clearly.

When he asked, his tone was a little more cautious, as if he was afraid of making that person unhappy.

This tone again, heh, it sounds like she is bullying her.

Huo Lingyin folded her arms and looked down at the two of them.

"I came back so late, I don't know, I thought you went to the gate of the city to clean up the dust for me."

The tone was mocking, and dissatisfaction could be heard faintly.

Huo Sichan coughed, and replied with a good temper: "I was going to pick you up, but there was an accident when I went out. When I went to the gate of the city, you were no longer there."

Huo Lingyin sneered: "It's the right time for this accident to happen."

She glanced at the girl behind Huo Sichan and sneered: "You will only encounter accidents when you pick me up."

She went down the steps and passed the two of them straight away without leaving a single extra look.

When the sound of footsteps faded away, Huo Sichan suddenly burst into a cough. He bent slightly, curled up his body, and coughed hoarsely.

"Brother!" Huo Lingge was taken aback, quickly patted him on the back, tightened his clothes for him, and said anxiously, "Why..."

The moment his fingers touched his clothes, the fingertips were stained with warm moisture.

"This is?" She withdrew her hand and sniffed, then blurted out, "Are you injured?!"

"Hush—" After finally stopping his cough, Huo Sichan weakly grabbed the girl's hand and said in a low voice, "Be quiet, don't let Tingyin hear you."

His chest heaved violently, he gasped twice, and said in a hoarse voice, "Push me in first."

"Okay." Huo Lingge didn't say much, and deftly walked around the steps and pushed him into the small building.

As soon as he entered the hall, someone came out and stopped behind the curtain.

Seeing the blood on his skirt, the man frowned: "The wound is open?"

Huo Sichan hummed, helplessly: "I'm going to trouble you again."

"I know it's troublesome, so I shouldn't be more careful." The man lifted the hanging curtain, walked from the inner room to the light, "Let me take a look."

He was wearing a long black gown, as light as ink, and the moment he fell into the light, his soft eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a bright color, as if he had gone through the changes of the years and still did not offend the world.

"Ahem...thank you."

Helping Huo Sichan back to the room, the man handled the wound very skillfully, he didn't even frown when he saw the bloody wound.

"You cough so much, I'm afraid the wound will have to be re-sutured."

"No problem." Huo Sichan's face was whiter than the falling frost mist, and he gasped again when he spoke, "Just make it through this time."

The young man helped him wrap the bandage carefully, and sneered: "If you continue to hide your illness and avoid medical treatment like this, you might die tomorrow."

Huo Linge came over with a pot of hot water, upon hearing this, she subconsciously stopped, hesitating whether to go forward.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the doctor turned around and took the basin in her hand: "You are the daughter of the Huo family. You don't need to do this kind of thing."

Huo Lingge smiled softly: "It's okay, originally... I can't help much."

Not wanting to continue listening to the doctor scolding her brother, Huo Lingge changed the subject: "Mr. Tu Su, is that Miss Luo's leg still recoverable?"

The young man washed the blood off his hands in the basin, and said angrily after hearing the words: "It's been too long, and there is no way to save it——don't come to me with this kind of patient in the future, wasting my time."

What a irascible doctor, not at all like the saying "doctors have a parental heart."

Huo Sichan was drowsy at first, but when the young man yelled violently, he barely opened his eyes and murmured: "Listen to the song."

"I'm here." Huo Lingge went to his wheelchair and squatted down, gently holding his hand, "I'm here."

Huo Sichan whispered: "Take me back to my room."

The girl obediently agreed, and after thanking the young man, pushed Huo Sichan back to the room.

After she settled Huo Sichan, it was already around midnight when she came out again.

The young man was waiting in the living room, playing with the parrot hanging on the window.

"Mr. Tu Su, you haven't gone back yet?"

The young man cut to the chase: "What happened to Huo Sichan today?"

"what?"

"The injuries on his body, and the group of people who came from the base at night."

"..."

"Isn't Huo Lingyin back? Why didn't you tell Huo Lingyin about his injury?"

"That won't work." Huo Lingge frowned, and said softly, "Tell my sister, she will kill those people."

"Sure enough, it's those old immortals again."

The Huo family has a big business, and the internal relationship is intricate. Now the head of the family, Huo Sichan, is seriously ill, and a group of clan members who rely on the old and sell the old are thinking of seeking power and usurping the throne.

Huo Lingge sighed: "Brother said, now that the base has just stabilized, it's not the right time."

Moreover, among the five supernatural teams, two of them are in the hands of those people. Once disputes arise, it is the ordinary people in the base who will suffer.

"That guy just has too many scruples." The young man sneered, "If I really want to say this, I really admire Huo Lingyin."

In the face of the enemy's killing and cutting decisively, never procrastinate.

"Perhaps Huo Lingyin is more suitable for the position of Patriarch."

Huo Lingge pursed his lips, although he felt that what he said made sense, he couldn't help rebutting for his brother: "Brother is just too kind."

"Ha ha."

That tone is really unfriendly.Huo Lingge was always afraid of this brother's friend, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing the pitiful look of the girl biting her lip in dissatisfaction but not daring to refute, the man's conscience ached a little.

"Forget it, I won't tell you this, you should go to bed earlier."

"I'm going to cook by myself tomorrow, Mr. Tu Su." She hesitated and sent out the invitation, "Are you going to come here for lunch tomorrow?"

The man waved his hand: "No, I don't like eating with other people."

He walked to the door and remembered something: "I heard that Huo Lingyin was injured. If you are free tomorrow, go and see her."

"Ah." Huo Lingge nodded hurriedly, "I'll go tomorrow morning."

So, early the next morning, Huo Lingge went to Huo Lingyin's residence with the soup that he got up early.

The woman was having a morning meeting with the key personnel in the team, and when she saw her, her face was very stinky.

"What are you here for?"

Being stared at coldly by her, she held back her fear: "I heard that sister, you are injured, I boiled it in the morning and brought it to you."

As he said that, he wanted to take out the soup cup from the small basket, but accidentally knocked over the soup bowl to the ground.

Huo Lingyin: "..."

Huo Lingge quickly knelt down to pick it up, but accidentally scratched his hand on the broken porcelain.

Huo Lingyin: "..."

This is not her sister, this is her ancestor!Couldn't she see that she didn't like her very much?What is she doing here so early in the morning?Pretend to be wronged and sell miserably?
Hello!And you guys, what are you doing staring at me with such unscrupulous eyes? !

(End of this chapter)

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