"If there is such a thing in the future, you have to tell me." His voice was very low, "Remember what you asked of me before?"

"Of course I remember," Xia Wan explained to herself, recalling the words she had coaxed Huo Yu into, "I just don't think they would pay attention to our family like they did to your uncle. After all, our family poses no threat to them."

"That won't work either." Huo Yu said, raising his eyes, determined and strong.

Xia Wan looked at him for a moment, and didn't feel a compromise: "Okay, okay, listen to the eldest young master, okay?"

Huo Yu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xia Wan tugged at his sleeves and said to please: "Let's go, take the eldest young master to eat delicious food."

"What delicious food can the hospital have?" Huo Yu looked reluctant, but his voice was softer.

"The hospital will go out to eat without us." Xia Wan smiled and blinked.

Huo Yu snorted softly, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

There are many large and small restaurants in front of the hospital, and the main customers are patients and their families.

Xia Wan did not take Huo Yu there, but led him to the periphery.

The wind in the summer morning is very gentle, blowing on Xia Wan's face and pulling up his forehead hair.

Xia Wan squinted his eyes and asked Huo Yu, "Eldest young master, what did you do at our school that day? Is there something wrong?"

"It's a lot." Huo Yu glanced at him and refused mercilessly.

"Tsk," Xia Wan puffed out her cheeks, looked up at Huo Yu, and stepped back, "Young Master is really a double standard, you just asked me to confess everything, and it was my turn to hide it. ",

Seeing that Huo Yu was indifferent, he added, "Then I'll double punctuation."

"You dare." Huo Yu gave him a cold look.

"Then what are you going to do?" Xia Wan stopped and leaned forward in a gossip, even her eyes lit up a bit.

Huo Yu didn't stop, he bumped into him, and the two of them were close to each other for a while.

Under the mottled shade of the trees, he could almost feel the vague temperature coming from Xia Wan's body, as well as the faint smell of disinfectant he got in the ward.

Such a close distance makes people feel intimate and inexplicably very tormented.

Huo Yu's Adam's apple rolled, and even the fingers hanging by his side didn't feel tight.

"Forget it." Xia Wan turned around boringly, seeing that he had never spoken.

"Going to find you." Huo Yu's voice came over just two steps away.

"Huh?" Xia Wan paused and turned her head in doubt, "Looking for me? Is there something wrong?"

He asked this naturally, as if he couldn't go to him if he had nothing to do.

Huo Yu's face involuntarily became gloomy, but he still said, "There's something wrong."

"Your uncle is going to sing a big show again?" Xia Wan heard the words and clenched his fists, with a posture of gearing up.

Huo Yu looked down at him and was amused again.

He couldn't help raising his hand and pressing the top of Xia Wan's hair: "No, it's your last design draft."

"Oh," Xia Wan's eyes widened, and her expression became a little more nervous, "Have you seen someone? Isn't it good?"

Not bad, but too good.

"Very good," Huo Yu said, "Even Teacher Li praises you for your talent."

"Really?" Xia Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and her brows were instantly filled with a happy smile.

"Yeah." Huo Yu nodded, and the corners of his lips did not notice a smile, "We plan to make this design as Yan Yu's main style for autumn."

Xia Wan was stunned, and asked again uncertainly, "Really?"

A faint smile hung on the corners of Huo Yu's lips, and he raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "I lied to you to get money?"

Xia Wan bit her lip, and then the smile on her face could not be restrained.

His sweet laughter penetrated into Huo Yu's ears with the wind, and then reached the position of his heart,

Huo Yu looked down at him for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

After walking two intersections, Xia Wan stopped in front of a store.

"Is it alright here?" he asked, adding, "It's a chain restaurant, and it's fairly clean inside."

Huo Yu looked up at the red sign at the door, and finally nodded.

"What do you want to eat, young master? I'll treat you." Xia Wan pushed the menu in front of Huo Yu.

Huo Yu watched for a while, and finally ordered a seafood porridge.

"You don't have to save me money," Xia Wan said when he saw that he only ordered one thing, and then lowered his head and added more, "I can still make money now."

He said what he remembered and looked at Huo Yu: "You should also remember to give money for jewelry design."

Huo Yu looked at him and smiled: "Remember."

Xia Wan was relieved after this, and happily lowered her head and wrote the dish code on the menu.

Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, steamed dumplings, crispy dumplings, Taiwanese meat dumplings, large pork chop rice, hot and sour seaweed root, small crispy pork...

When he was about to write, Huo Yu held his hand down.

"Enough." Huo Yu looked down at the long order list and said.

Xia Wan put down the pen, and then carefully scalded the tableware with boiling water before handing it to Huo Yu.

Huo Yu took it and held the cup in his palm.

The cup that had just been scalded was still slightly hot when it touched the skin. His eyes were fixed on it, and there was a rare trace of tenderness in his expression.

"Your father," he slowly turned the cup in his palm, "is there any other treatment after surgery?"

"Four more chemotherapy treatments are needed," Xia Wan said. "After that, there is a high probability that a full set of genetic tests will be done to see if there are any symptomatic targeted drugs that can be taken."

Targeted drugs are very expensive, ranging from seven to eight thousand a month, as much as thirty to fifty thousand, not to mention that they may be supplemented by other treatment methods.

Huo Yu nodded, his tone as euphemistic as possible: "If you have financial difficulties, you can tell me."

"The amount you gave before is enough," Xia Wan gave Huo Yu a rare respect. "Also, I can make money myself. If I live broadcast once a week, I won't be afraid of recurrence in the future."