Chapter 515: 517 Hong Kong’s Grandest Wedding (3)_1
Huo Jinnan remained silent and after a careful glance, seeing that the wound was not very large, he picked up a thin blanket from beside him and covered her after the nurse had peeled off the sterile drape.
Half an hour later, the effect of the anesthetic gradually wore off, and Che Huan slowly woke up. Seeing Huo Jinnan, she asked in a very light voice, "Was it removed?"
Huo Jinnan hummed in affirmation.
Che Huan knit her brows slightly, "What did it look like?"
Huo Jinnan held out a tiny object the size of a rice grain for Che Huan to see.
Che Huan picked it up and examined it closely but could not discern any specifics, "Does it have camera and recording functions?"
Huo Jinnan gently brushed away the stray hairs on Che Huan’s forehead, "No, it only has tracking capabilities."
Che Huan sighed in relief; she didn’t want to become transparent in the eyes of others.
She looked at Huo Jinnan, "Do you know who it was?"
Huo Jinnan nodded, "Mm."
Che Huan put away the tracker.
Huo Jinnan looked at her, "Still want to keep it?"
"You can’t let someone’s hard work go to waste, right?" Che Huan smiled at Huo Jinnan but clenched the tracker tightly.
Huo Jinnan observed for a while but said nothing more.
Che Huan smiled, thought of her mother, and furrowed her brows, "How is my mom doing?"
Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette, "Mr. Smith said there is no further necrosis of the muscle, and the situation should be much more optimistic than his initial expectations."
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan intently, "You’re not lying to me?"
Without a word, Huo Jinnan grasped her chin and turned it toward his direction, staring at Che Huan for a long time.
Che Huan showed weakness voluntarily, "Husband."
Huo Jinnan’s expression lightened a bit and let go of her chin.
Remembering the matter she had brought up to him previously, Che Huan fiddled with the buttons on Huo Jinnan’s suit, "What was that phone call from Huo Bei about last time?"
Huo Jinnan muttered in a low voice, "Dialed the wrong number."
"..."
Che Huan fixed her gaze on Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan held her gaze for a while and then gripped her hand tightly, "There was an issue with someone close by; the phone dropped during a parachute jump, and it seems someone happened to pick up Huo Bei’s phone and called you. Afterwards, they got caught in a landslide and didn’t have the chance to say much."
"Parachute jump, what parachute jump?"
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, biting her lip, her heart suddenly racing to her throat.
Huo Jinnan briefly explained, leaving Che Huan horrified, "So the injury on your arm was caused by a rock, and you still didn’t agree to a CT scan?"
"I’ll go get one done in a bit."
"..."
How long has it been!
Che Huan glared at Huo Jinnan in annoyance.
Huo Jinnan raised his hand, his rough fingertips touching the corner of her eye.
Che Huan clutched his hand, feeling weak all over and with much less aggression, her voice significantly softer, "Take better care of yourself from now on. You’re not alone anymore."
"Alright."
Huo Jinnan made sure Che Huan was properly covered with the blanket and even tucked in her arm.
Che Huan remembered that today was Huo Jinxue’s birthday and looked up at him, "Jinxue..."
"It’s okay as long as I’m back before midnight. Go to sleep peacefully," Huo Jinnan said quietly, then received a call from Uncle Lu, hearing that the grandfather had given Huo Jinxue a red Maserati GranCabrio, his eyes contracted slightly.
Uncle Lu asked in a low voice, "Sir, should we return it?"
"No need, let’s see what he’s up to," Huo Jinnan responded and hung up the call. He glanced at Che Huan, then tossed his phone aside.
Grandfather always discouraged ostentatious upbringing, so he, Huo Jinbei, and Huo Jinxue lived modestly since childhood—of course, that included the eldest brother. Suddenly gifting Huo Jinxue a Maserati—
His brows furrowed slightly, he picked up his phone and called Huo Bei, "Transfer three million to grandfather’s account, say it’s for the car."
