Chapter 3: The Marriage Contract
"What? Blind in the eyes and deaf in the ears? The grandfather who loves you the most is dead, cousin, I really feel sorry for you, and in the future, no one will protect you, a blind man. ”
Looking for the voice, Huo Miao grabbed him by the collar, "Impossible!" ”
Huo Tianqi chuckled and pushed Huo Miao's hand away, "How is it impossible?" The body is in the morgue, the funeral the day after tomorrow, but unfortunately, you are not eligible to participate. ”
"How did Grandpa die?" Angry and desperate, Huo Miao swung his fist in Huo Tianqi's direction, but he was too angry and sad, and this punch was easily dodged by Huo Tianqi.
Huo Miao punched the air and fell to the ground.
Huo Tianqi's feet in heavy leather boots stepped on Huo Miao's fingers: "Grandpa was angry with you, do you want to pay for your life?" ”
At this time, Ye Manxi, who had already woken up, got out of bed and rushed towards Huo Miao, pushing Huo Tianqi who was stepping on Huo Miao hard.
Huo Tianqi glanced at Ye Manxi, but instead increased the strength on his feet, and Huo Miao's knuckles were stepped on by him and made a sound of bone joints rubbing: "Your wife is very beautiful." ”
He stomped hard again and said lightly, "Let's go, you have a good rest." ”
He let go of his feet and walked out of the room, and said to the middle-aged woman standing at the door watching the excitement: "Sister Mei, take good 'care' of the young master and young grandmother, I will ask you if they have one less hair." ”
"Yes, Young Master."
Huo Tianqi took two steps and stopped, looking at Sister Mei with a smile: "What did you say?" ”
Sister Mei trembled her lips and hurriedly changed her words: "Huo, Mr. Huo." ”
Huo Tianqi smiled and patted Sister Mei on the shoulder: "Hard work, work hard." ”
Huo Tianqi left, and the sound of his leather boots hitting the wooden floor finally disappeared completely in this old villa.
The back of Huo Miao's hand was trampled by his leather boots and bled out.
Ye Manxi held Huo Miao's hand distressedly, and Sister Mei pursed her lips when she saw this, as if she hadn't seen the door slam and leave.
Huo Miaoku sat on the floor for a long time without moving, his eyes were empty and pale, lifeless.
Ye Manxi brought her medicine box, she didn't bring anything when she married here, only her baby medicine box.
She found the disinfectant potion to treat Huo Miao's wound, the potion was actually very painful to apply to the broken wound, but Huo Miao didn't react at all, like a stone sculpture without consciousness.
Ye Manxi heard Huo Tianqi's words just now, Huo Miao's grandfather died, and his grandfather was Huo Miao's only relative.
She held Huo Miao's hand, and she seemed to hear the sound of his heart breaking in her chest.
His pain, Ye Manxi felt the same way.
She helped Huo Miao treat his wound with tears in her eyes, holding his wrist but couldn't open her mouth to comfort him.
She felt his pulse, beating unusually steady.
Ye Manxi was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he was taught by his grandparents since he was a child, and his medical skills are superb.
She held her breath and calmly checked Huo Miao's pulse, and she took it as long as Huo Miao sat down.
Huo Miao's eye disease was sudden, and from the pulse, it was not completely hopeless to be cured.
Ye Manxi's heart of surprise beat wildly in her chest, and she shook Huo Miao's arm.
He was still immersed in sadness, and Ye Manxi shook vigorously to bring Huo Miao back to his senses.
"Green Lotus." He spoke sadly: "On my wedding night, my grandfather died. ”
Ye Manxi couldn't comfort him, so he could only hold his hand hard.
"I will always remember today."
Ye Manxi looked at him sadly, she had nothing else to do but try to transmit the strength and warmth of her whole body to him.
She sat with Huo Miao on the cold floor for a while, and then helped him up.
She had something to say to Huo Miao, but she couldn't speak, and Huo Miao couldn't see it, how could she let him know what she thought?
Huo Miao sensed Ye Manxi's eagerness, he pressed her hand and asked her, "Do you have your mobile phone with you?" ”
Ye Manxi nodded vigorously and squeezed his hand.
Huo Miao fumbled and wrote a phone number on the paper and handed it to Ye Manxi: "You dial this number, I'll tell you." ”
Ye Manxi immediately dialed the phone, and a male voice came from inside: "Hey, hello." ”
She put her phone to Huo Miao's ear, and Huo Miao said in a low voice: "Jiang Jiye, it's me." ”
"Mr. Huo? Where did you get your phone? Where are you now? ”
"Now come to the old house." Huo Miao said briefly.
"Okay, I'll be right here."
Huo Miao returned the phone to Ye Manxi and told her: "He is my former assistant and the only person you can trust at present. ”
Assistant Jiang soon arrived, a young man in his early twenties, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and cried when he saw Huo Miao.
"Mr. Huo, the old man has passed away." He crawled at Huo Miao's feet and cried for a long time.
Huo Miao stretched out his hand and touched his head: "Got it, get up." ”
Assistant Jiang sobbed and got up from the ground, Ye Manxi handed him a tissue understandingly, Assistant Jiang took it and thanked him, and glanced at Ye Manxi by the way.
He froze.
He knew about Huo Miao's marriage today, and he had also seen Ye Luhe, but it was not the beautiful girl in front of him.
He looked at her in surprise, Ye Manxi put his finger to his lips and shook his head with him.
Jiang Jiye comprehended, and he didn't say anything when he was full of doubts.
Huo Miao sat on the wicker chair, her sad mood was no longer visible, replaced by expressionless numbness.
He said to Jiang Jiye: "My wife has something to say, you let her write it out and see what she has to say." ”
Ye Manxi wrote a sentence on the paper: "I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and Miao's eye disease has the possibility of being cured." ”
Jiang Jiye's eyes lit up when he took it, and he immediately said to Huo Miao: "Great, Mr. Huo, Mrs. said that she can cure your eye disease." ”
Huo Miao was a little surprised, he knew that Ye Luhe was from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, but he didn't expect that she would also be able to heal.
Huo Miao nodded and held her hand: "Green Lotus, I'm willing to try." ”
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