Huo Xiang thought of the events of the evening, and suddenly straightened up, and said, "Second brother, I want to ask you something." ”

Huo Tingrui saw that his expression was straight, and he couldn't help but take Hang Erlang down, "What's the matter?" ”

Huo Xiang hesitated for a few seconds, then asked, "Is there a conflict between the eldest brother and the younger sister?" ”

He had been giving up on himself some time ago because of his health, and he didn't have the heart to come back when his sister came back from the county, and the second brother at home was clearer.

"How do you ask about this? Has the big brother come back? Huo Tingrui didn't answer the rhetorical question.

Huo Xiang nodded, and then told him a rough story about this evening.

After listening to this, Huo Tingrui twisted his eyebrows, "Why is the eldest brother still in contact with Lu Xia?" ”

A little stubborn, didn't the last incident wake him up?

"The eldest brother does have some misunderstandings and prejudices against the eldest brother, so when you go to see the eldest brother in the future, try to avoid the little sister, the little sister has not been back in this house for a long time, don't let her be disappointed in this family." Huo Tingrui's eyes were deep, and his voice drifted away.

Huo Xiang looked at him, suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, "I know, second brother." ”

In this family, the second brother is the most delicate and transparent person.

**

Following.

Huo Qi got up early in the morning, opened the suitcase she had taken when she came back, took out a bottle of medicine from it, and took out one of the iron boxes full of quaint atmosphere.

There was a lock on the box, and the fingertips flicked a few times on the lock, and soon, with a click, the lid opened automatically.

She took out the silver needle wrapped in sheepskin, opened it casually, looked at it, rolled it up again, and put it into the shoulder bag she carried when she went to school on weekdays with the bottle of medicine.

went downstairs, and after eating, it was still Huo's father who sent people to school.

In view of the fact that the new car that his father had just bought was too ostentatious, under Huo Qi's euphemistic expression, Huo's father had to drag his old Santana back from the dilapidated factory.

As a result, the new car, which had only been driven for one day, was ruthlessly thrown into the cold palace, and it had fallen a layer of dust in the underground garage.

So much so that when Huo Qi went to school every day, she would silently glance at the car, and several times she wanted to ask the little old man in her family, if it was a new car, could it be maintained.

But seeing that the little old man didn't want to see the car, she shut up.

*

After school in the afternoon, Huo Qi once again followed Meng Ying to the hospital for the sake of visiting.

In addition to being unconscious all the time, the indicators of his body have stabilized after this period of treatment, and he is basically out of the danger period.

Meng's mother was in the hospital today, and when she saw Huo Qi coming to visit again, she was happy that her daughter had such a friend, and she was also very enthusiastic about Huo Qi, pouring water for her to drink, and cutting fruits.

Because her daughter came to take over, Meng's mother left the hospital after a while and went home.

Meng Ying also has a younger brother in elementary school to take care of.

At this time, there were only two people left in the ward, Huo Qi and Meng Ying.

Huo Qi is a day student, and he is specially recruited by the principal, so he doesn't have to worry about his academic performance, so he applied for self-study at night.

And Meng Ying took care of Meng's father in the hospital during this time, so he also temporarily took leave and did not return to school at night, but because he was a senior in high school, his study time was very tight, and there were endless test papers and unfinished questions every day.

After a while, she took out the test paper and began to work as she spoke.

Huo Qi sat there, his fingers on the armrest of the chair, thinking about how to unconsciously administer needles to Father Meng.