Chen Ming could tell that there was something different about Huo Yao’s tone. He extended the manila envelope towards Huo Yao yet again. “I do not know either. The chief steward said you will know when you look inside.”
Huo Yao had a bad feeling about the envelope. She took a step back. She said with a serious look on her face, “I am busy at school, so I do not have time to handle other things.”
Chen Ming smiled sadly. “Miss Huo, why don’t you just take it? Otherwise, the chief steward is going to kill me.”
Huo Yao glanced at Chen Ming a few times. She paused before reaching her hand out to take the manila envelope from him.
Chen Ming secretly exhaled when she finally agreed to take it. He composed himself immediately as though he had never acted pitiful before. “In that case, good night.”
Huo Yao went speechless.
After taking a couple of steps Chen Ming turned to look at her. “Oh yes. Miss Huo, I suggest not telling your parents about this.”
Huo Yao watched as Chen Ming drove away from the villa. She veered her eyes after he was finally gone. She turned to look at the manila envelope. She paused briefly and extended her hand to open it. After taking a quick look at it, she put the contents back in the envelope.
Sure enough, it was nothing good.
Huo Yao felt annoyed. She placed the envelope into her backpack before opening the door and entering home.
Song Ning had just hung up the phone with Song Zhi. She was telling her husband about the conversation.
After Huo Yao entered the living room, Song Ning looked at her. She hesitated briefly before asking her daughter. “Did you go to the Song family’s banquet the other day?”
Huo Yao put down her backpack. She nodded calmly. “Do you know about it already?”
“Song Zhi called me earlier.” Song Ning stood up. She walked up in front of Huo Yao and looked at her worriedly. “This is a huge deal. Why did you not tell me about it? What if they tried to do something to you?”
“They won’t.” Huo Yao sighed softly. She interrupted her mother. “I know what I am doing.”
Song Ning knew that her daughter was sensible and knew what she was doing as well. She contemplated briefly. Judging from Song Zhi’s tone of voice, he did not manage to get anything from Huo Yao. After a beat, she said, “Old Master Song has regained consciousness.”
Huo Yao acknowledged and felt completely unsurprised.
“Since he is awake, they do not need treatment from you, so we don’t have to worry about them making trouble for us in future,” said Song Ning.
“Uh huh.” Huo Yao acknowledged obediently.
Song Ning could not resist shaking her head.
She knew that it was just her daughter’s obedient facade.
**
Meanwhile, at the hospital.
Old Master Song had already regained consciousness for two days. His physical stats were completely normal and the doctor was very startled by his recovery speed.
They were previously prepared for things to improve further when they realized that something was abnormal with Old Master Song.
Since the doctors were unable to figure out the problem, Song Zhi invited Fu Cheng to come over and examine his father.
Old Master Song had already transferred to a normal hospital ward. Also, he was conscious.
After taking Old Master Song’s pulse, Fu Cheng waved his hand in front of the patient. The patient’s eyes took some time to focus and seemed a little slow. He pulled his hand back and turned to look at Song Zhi. “He has delayed reflexes. It is probably a consequence of nerve damage caused by the medication.”
“Can it recover in the long term?” Song Zhi only cared about this.
Fu Cheng shook his head. “Nope.”
Song Zhi looked at Old Master Song lying in the hospital bed. “Will he be senile for the rest of his life?”
“Probably.” Fu Cheng paused before he continued. “Although Old Master Song is a little slower, he is doing well in terms of recovering physically. This is the best possible outcome. If nothing goes wrong, he can probably live for five to six years more.”
