Chapter 126 Teeth Marks, from Her Bites

After all, in his eyes, Huo Zhan was already dead.

Huo Qing explained, "Zhan'er's leg was crippled in that car accident. He couldn't bear the blow and even attempted suicide. In addition, I suspected it was retaliation by enemy agents, so I announced to the public that Zhan'er died in that car accident."

Lu Zhentian nodded and invited the two into the house to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, Huo Qing couldn't wait to ask, "Old Lu, where's your granddaughter-in-law? She's not home, is she? I finally managed to persuade Zhan'er to come out."

The first two times, Huo Qing came alone, intending to bring Su Wantang to his home for a medical check-up.

But his previous interaction with Su Wantang made him realize that this little girl was extremely opinionated and probably wouldn't do as he thought. So, he specially brought Huo Zhan with him today.

"No rush, we're at home." Lu Zhentian poured them both a glass of water. "Drink some water and rest."

Huo Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then gulped down the water glass that had been pushed in front of him.

"I've drunk the water, Lao Lu, hurry up and call your granddaughter-in-law out."

Lu Zhentian touched his nose, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Wantang hasn't gotten up yet. Let's wait a little longer. But then again, Huo Zhan has been through so many years, a few more hours won't make a difference."

"This can be done—"

Huo Zhan, who had been silent since entering, suddenly spoke up: "Uncle, let's listen to Grandpa Lu and wait a little while. It won't make a difference if we wait a bit longer."

Huo Qing then remembered the girl's rules, snorted coldly, and remained silent.

But secretly, he was pleased.

He assumed Zhan'er had been forced to come, so he told him a lot about Su Wantang's excellent medical skills and bad temper. When he said these things, Zhan'er's reaction was very indifferent, so he thought Zhan'er didn't take it to heart.

Looking back now, I've kept it in mind.

That's good, it saves that girl from saying their patients aren't cooperating.

They waited for four hours, until the sun had risen high in the sky in the east.

The kettle had been filled four or five times, and Huo Qing had even gone to the toilet two or three times.

His expression grew increasingly anxious.

Inside the house.

The sunlight filtering through the curtains was a bit too bright for Su Wantang. She twitched her eyelids twice, raised her hand to shield her eyes, and slowly opened her tightly closed eyes.

Staring blankly at the watch on her wrist for a full three seconds, she suddenly sat up.

It's eleven o'clock!

She actually slept until this hour?

Lu Huai'an didn't even call her?!

Oh no! He went to work!

Su Wantang hurriedly threw off the covers and took out a turtleneck sweater and black flared pants from the closet to put on.

I drew back the curtains, my eyes darted away, and a warm feeling washed over me.

The weather is nice today.

Pushing open the door, Su Wantang prepared to wash up, have a meal, and then go out to take care of important business.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the living room, he met a pair of eyes as black as ink.

He was sitting in a wheelchair and didn't look very old, but Su Wantang felt like he was a rotting corpse, exuding a deathly and decaying aura.

She frowned, glanced to the side, and saw familiar faces—her grandfather and Grandpa Huo.

Is he the patient whom Grandpa Huo asked her to treat for his leg?

The moment Su Wantang had that thought, she heard Huo Qing's anxious and angry voice.

"Old Lu, we've been waiting for hours. Why don't you go knock on the door?"

Lu Zhenqi said calmly, "Old Huo, Wan Tang won't run away. We've already waited so long, what's a few more hours? Don't worry, I'll take care of your lunch."

"Damn it! Who cares—"

Huo Zhan tugged at Huo Qing's arm: "Uncle, someone's coming out."

Huo Qing looked up, Lu Zhentian turned around, and Su Wantang felt so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

I occasionally sleep in late, and somehow, I've embarrassed myself in public.

Fortunately, Su Wantang remained calm.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Huo, let me wash my face, we'll talk in a bit."

"Wantang, we're not in a hurry. We're hungry, let's eat first. It won't make a difference if we wait a little longer," Lu Zhentian called out to Su Wantang's retreating figure.

Su Wantang paused for a moment.

Old ginger is spicier; she still has a lot to learn from her grandfather about his calm demeanor.

Su Wantang ate the meal.

Because, as soon as she came out of the restroom, Aunt Wang appeared out of nowhere with a bowl of lean meat porridge.

After finishing her porridge, Su Wantang went to the living room and sat down.

Lu Zhentian briefly explained Huo Zhan's condition to Su Wantang, conveying the same message: do your best, and if it can't be cured, it's okay, don't feel pressured.

Huo Qing couldn't help but snort, but he didn't say anything.

"Hands out."

After a short while, Su Wantang withdrew her hand: "May I take a look at your leg?"

Huo Zhan nodded: "Mm."

The hem of his pants was rolled up, revealing his shrunken calves, which were only as thick as an adult's arm.

"I'm going to press a few acupoints on your legs next to get a better understanding of the situation. Tell me your reaction directly. Is there any problem?"

"No."

Su Wantang pressed four or five acupoints in succession, but Huo Zhan did not react at all. Her heart sank and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.