Wen Man returned home.
Aunt Ruan was burning incense and when she saw her return, hope lit up in her eyes.
Wen Man's face was pale, and she shook her head.
Auntie Ruan was disappointed and wanted to scold her, but she softened in the end, only saying, "Your clothes are all wet. Go take a shower and don't catch a cold."
Wen Man nodded.
She took a bath and took medicine, but she still caught a cold and felt dizzy.
At 12 midnight, Bai Wei called, eager to know the results.
Wen Man said it again in a low voice.
Bai Wei was dumbfounded: "Is Huo Shaoting the reincarnation of Liu Xi Hui? He held each other and kissed like that, he could bear it? Wen Man... wouldn't it be that something is wrong with his body?"
Wen Man whispered, “No, I feel quite normal!”
Bai Wei felt relieved and encouraged Wen Man, saying, "As long as he is healthy, I believe we can win him over."
Wen Man smiled wryly.
She knew in her heart that unless Huo Shaoting wanted to, she couldn't seduce him.
Bai Wei and she chatted for a while, after hanging up the phone, she continued to sleep. When she woke up, it was already noon the next day, Aunt Ruan was not at home, the house was quiet.
Wen Man felt even worse. When she checked her temperature, it was 39.5 degrees.
She propped herself up and ate something, then took a cab to the hospital.
The hospital was crowded, and it took an hour to be called. The doctor gave her an IV drip.
When Wen Man had her IV drip, it was already 3 p.m.
She had been traveling for many days and was utterly exhausted. Half an hour later, she fell asleep leaning against a rickety chair.
Ho Shaoting accompanied his mother to the hospital to pick up medicine. As they were preparing to leave, he happened to see Wen Man in the infusion room.
Wen Man fell asleep.
Her fair arms, with a needle sticking into them, were pale and beautiful. She looked pitifully asleep.
Ho Shao-ting's gaze lingered for a few seconds longer.
Mrs. Huo noticed her son's gaze and followed his eyes. Then, she was pleasantly surprised: "Shaoting, do you know this young lady?"
Ho Shao-ting said softly, "A chance encounter."
Mrs. Huo told her son, "I was thinking of making an appointment first, but I didn't want the hospital to file my records because it seems much more complicated than before. It turns out that this young lady taught me how to do it. I didn't expect you know her, Shaoting."

Ho Shao-ting then glanced at Wen Man again.
Wen Man had just woken up.
She saw Huo Shaoting, forgot the syringe in her hand and stood up hurriedly. Suddenly, that section of transparent intravenous tube turned crimson. Wen Man frowned and let out a low cry, quickly sitting back down.
He Shao Ting frowned.
Mrs. Huo took a liking to Wen Man, and she told her son, "Shaoting, stay and keep this young lady company! She looks quite pitiful being sick all alone."
Ho Shao-ting was unwilling, but facing Madam Ho's gaze, he agreed again.
Wen Manlian didn't even have time to refuse.
Huo Shaoting sent his mother to the parking lot, and the driver was waiting there early.
Mrs. Huo, after getting in the car, couldn't help but say again, "Miss Wen seems pretty good! Shaoting...in two years you'll be 30. If you meet someone nice, settle down."
Ho Shaoting tucked his hands into his pockets and smiled faintly.
If the mother knew that Wen Man was Gu Changqing's ex-girlfriend, I wonder if she would be so enthusiastic?
He brushed them off with a few casual words.
Mrs. Huo couldn't persuade him, sighing inwardly.
He Shaoqing returned to the infusion room, Wen Man sat there lost in thought.
Ho Shaoting admitted he liked Wen Man's body, especially her white and slender legs. Holding them in his hands was quite arousing.
But that is all.
He only wanted to be involved in her body, not her life.
Ho Shao-ting sat beside Wen Man and asked in a rather cold tone, "How many bottles are left?"
Wen Man didn't expect him to actually come back. She didn't dare offend him either, so she replied softly, "There's just one bottle left."
Ho Shao-ting didn't say anything, he bowed his head and dealt with official business on his phone.
Wen Man couldn't find an opportunity to speak and slowly fell asleep again.
When she was drowsy, it seemed like she heard Huo Shaoting talking to the nurse. Then, another coat was draped over her legs, covering her exposed limbs completely...

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