Chapter 173: Jun Sheng, I'm Old 12: Dream Man

"Yes." The assistant replied respectfully, lowered his head, and quickly reported what he had just found.

"Yesterday morning, Huo Shao, Jiang Dong and their entourage went to visit Miss Song in the hospital, and by the way, they invited a psychiatrist to diagnose her......"

The man listened quietly, not saying a word.

Until the assistant finished stating the whole story, he couldn't help but whisper again.

"Master, Huo Shao used a lot of family connections without authorization this time."

There was a hint of anger in his tone.

Huo Junhuai heard this, but he hooked his thin lips indifferently and said flatly.

"It's out."

Seeing this, the assistant was sure in his heart and secretly blamed himself for being too nervous.

In the eyes of outsiders, in the past few years, the master has been living in seclusion behind the scenes, and Huo Beicheng has real power.

Some people who don't have the eyesight to see it really fall to the latter.

But none of them know that compared to the master, a certain young master who grew up with a golden spoon is not worth mentioning at all.

However, after the daughter of the Song family appeared today, the master's performance was really unusual......

Could it be that after so many years, they are finally going to have a housewife?!

"Master." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but say again.

"You said that Miss Song was also unlucky when she encountered these things......

"It's unlucky." The man echoed, but there was not the slightest fluctuation between his words.

Did he guess wrong?

The assistant paused, and the excitement that had just risen in his heart disappeared in an instant.

But I heard my master ask suddenly.

"Do you say that a man can be completely changed overnight?"

"This ......," the assistant subconsciously said.

"Miss Song has encountered this kind of change, and it is not surprising that her personality has changed suddenly."

Huo Junhuai said noncommittally "um" and said.

"Is it possible that one person will become another...... What about people who don't exist? ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, the assistant was completely stunned.

"W-How is this possible? Master, are you talking about Miss Song......"

"It's okay." Huo Junhuai didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"You go ahead and rest."

Since then, the assistant can only leave with full doubts.

And after the departure of his men.

The man continued to sit unchanged, his gaze leaping over the closed door of the lounge, as if he saw the sleeping girl inside.

It's impossible.

So, how could a junior who was unfamiliar with the impression suddenly become a ...... The dreamman he has been dreaming about frequently since he was a child?

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On the same day, AMS Hospital, located in the capital of the Netherlands and known as one of the top hospitals in Europe, received two patients of different genders, who were also from China.

And because of the excellent appearance of the two that transcended the aesthetic differences between the East and the West, they even caused a small sensation.

After that, some little nurses who had only heard the news but had not seen people with their own eyes even thought about seeing the thoughts of oriental beauties/beautiful men with their own eyes.

But alas, as soon as he was admitted to the hospital.

One was admitted to the most private VIP room, and non-essential medical staff were not allowed to enter.

The other has been in the rehabilitation center.

In order not to affect the patient's mentality during rehabilitation, it is not good for irrelevant medical staff to disturb in principle.

So in the end, most of these gossipy little nurses could only give up the idea of onlookers and make up for it.

Therefore, Meng Xiaotong felt that he was simply lucky.

Because she is Chinese, she has become a rehabilitation nurse for new female patients, and she can be by each other's side every day and appreciate the beauty openly......

And on this day, it was nearly evening.

Meng Xiaotong, who was temporarily delayed, hurried to the rehabilitation center, pushed open the door, and saw the already familiar shadow at a glance.

"Chuwei, I'm sorry, I ......"

Halfway through the apology, he suddenly stopped talking.

The little nurse's eyes widened, and she looked at the things beside the girl in a daze for a while, and I don't know how long it took before she finally found her voice.

"Chu Wei, what is this—what is this?"