that we are still in a Cold War.Luo Shu led a middle-aged woman over, "Mr. Huo, this is the nutritionist who just arrived."Ho Mingzheng glanced casually, with a grunt of "Let's see how it goes first....Ho Mingzheng woke up from his afternoon nap, the nurse changing his wound dressing. Someone knocked on the door, and Cao Fang opened it to say, "Mr. Ho, Shao Qi and the others are here."

Standing aside, Li Qin, who was holding Huo Mingzheng's sleeve, remained expressionless.

"Well, let them in." Huo Mingzheng's voice was flat.

As soon as his words left his mouth, several tall men walked in from outside. Leading the way was Qi Ce, who always wore a pair of glasses, though everyone around him knew he wasn't nearsighted.

"A-Zheng, how are you feeling today" Qi Ce walked up to him. The nurse had just finished wrapping his bandage and stepped out.

"It's okay."

Li Qin wanted to help Huo Mingzheng put on his sleeves, but the man waved his hand, "I can do it myself."

Li Qin smiled faintly, sat aside and peeled an apple, peeling it clean and then cutting it into small pieces on a plate. She inserted a few bamboo skewers and placed them in front of the several people.

"Have some fruit."

She acts like the mistress of the house.

Qi Ce smiled and used a toothpick to skewer a small piece of apple, putting it in his mouth. “Why not go to Qin Heng Hospital The conditions here are nowhere near as good as there.”

Li Qin explained, "I also advised him, but he said it's the same everywhere."

"I don't think it matters much, it's not like a vacation." Zhong Yang was quite straightforward. Despite his wealthy family background, he was the most down-to-earth young master among them all.

Qi Ce sliced another apple, "You're right about that, but what if the doctors and nurses here treat Aze as someone unimportant because of his status I'm worried about that."

"This is Gao Yan's ward, an ordinary person can't even get in. Wouldn't the doctor take special care of him"

Zhong Yang was just about to say, "Right, Zheng Ge," but as soon as he looked up, he saw Huo Mingzheng pick up the tablet on his bedside table with his left hand. His fingers swiped across the screen. Huo Mingzheng didn't play games or browse short videos privately, so there was no need to guess that it was work-related.

"You're hurt so badly, can't you rest a little"

A displeased voice came, “No way, our Mr. Huo’s body is made of iron, work is the crucible, a day without it and he rusts.”

Zhong Yang looked at the door, Qi Ce stuffed a piece of apple into his mouth and said to Qin Heng: "You don't persuade him either. Among us, he listens to you the most."

"Isn't that the most soothing, Ching Je" Zhong Yang blurted out.

Qi Ce stuffed a piece of apple into his mouth. Zhong Yang dodged it, "Don't eat it! Don't you dislike eating apples You've almost finished half the plate."

Qi Ce put down the bamboo slips and clapped his hands, his face expressionless. "It went well today."

He glanced at Li Qin without a change in expression, the faint scent of apples she had carved still lingering on his lips.

Li Qin glanced at him faintly, then turned and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Huo Mingzheng's patient gown had two buttons undone on the top, revealing bandages wrapped around his shoulder. Qin Heng glanced at it and immediately understood that the nurse had changed the dressing. He then looked back at the content on the tablet.

It's an email in a foreign language, probably just another business transaction.

Qin Heng was tired of talking and too lazy to continue nagging. He picked a fruit from the fruit basket, not to eat it, but simply to play with it.

"Has Fu Yan come to see Aze" Qi Ce suddenly asked.

Qin Heng frowned, just about to speak, when Li Qin came out of the bathroom after washing her hands. "She's probably terrified. Seeing Azheng inevitably reminds her of that night. Don't be too harsh on girls."

"So she's not coming" Qi Ce snorted softly. "I thought she was a well-behaved little lady before, someone with manners, but I guess she's quite cold."

He leaned back against the sofa, languidly. "I don't know if she was scared or not. I saw her at lunchtime while I was eating out. She looked fine, chatting and laughing with people from the Fu family."

A finger on the tablet paused for a moment.s heart skipped a beat as she listened to Huo Mingzheng's words. She silently glanced at Huo Mingzheng's face.Although, but......Oh my god, this warpaint is so masculine!She pinched herself hard under...