"I don't know." Joan shook her head hurriedly: "how can I know Dr. Qin."

Huo Chengzhou keenly noticed something strange from Joan's expression: "where did you see your eyes?"

"Eye hospital." Joanne answered.

"Turn back to Qin Jingzhi. His medical equipment here is advanced and complete, and each department is the top talent reserve in China..."

"No, No." Joanne smiled a little guilty: "I'm in line. If I have to rearrange my line after transfer, my eyes may not be better."

Huo Chengzhou's doubts were even more victorious, but she didn't ask questions because she didn't want to say more.

……

When the car stopped, Huo Chengzhou and qiao'an two wheelchairs lined up into the hall, attracting everyone's eyes.

Qin Jingzhi had called in advance, so Qiao an went directly into the clinic. After a simple cleaning and dressing, the doctor prescribed liquid, so they transferred to the infusion room again.

It has been half an hour since the liquid was delivered.

Even though the doctor handled the whole process today, the pain of the foot injury did not weaken at all. Joan's foot was still shaking uncontrollably during the infusion.

Huo Chengzhou looked at it and told Huofeng to buy chocolate and accompany Joan in the infusion room.

After a while, Huo Feng came back with colorful candy and chocolate. He put the bag on the chair. Huo Chengzhou peeled a piece of chocolate and handed it to him.

"Open your mouth and eat sugar, so it won't hurt."

The man's voice was particularly gentle. Qiao an was really stunned. Today's Huo Chengzhou is a little gentle.

At that moment, Huo Chengzhou had held her hand and pinched it gently. Joan opened her mouth and swallowed the chocolate.

Mu Haoyan, who was transfused across several chairs, put all their interaction into his eyes and clenched his fist. After contacting Huo Chengzhou's cold vision, he turned his head awkwardly and leaned back on the chair with a tired look.

"Thank you." Joanne said a vague thank-you.

Huo Chengzhou smiled and kept a soft tone: "blame me. If I were light and gentle, you wouldn't get hurt."

A series of question marks flashed through Joanne's mind. Before she asked, the second chocolate was stuffed into her mouth.

Five minutes later, mu Haoyan finished his liquid infusion and left the infusion room with a pile of drugs. Huo Chengzhou's lonely back raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he left, only Joan and Huo Chengzhou were left in such a large infusion room.

He leaned back in his chair and suddenly asked, "how did you like mu Haoyan?"

Joanne's face changed: "can you not mention him?"

"Curious." Huo Chengzhou's eyes narrowed slightly: "I heard that those who can't let go will taboo mentioning the past, and those who really let go won't care."

Joanne twisted her eyebrows, and a touch of impatience flashed across her beautiful face: "I'm just disgusted."

Huo Chengzhou's deep eyes fell on her face and seemed to want to peep into the real thoughts in her heart from the subtle expression.

Seeing that Joan's eyes suddenly turned in his direction, he smiled and asked, "Mr. Huo, what's the story between you and Mu Yuqing? Have you held hands? Kissed? Talked in love? Or have you blown her hair?"

Huo Chengzhou's expression congealed for a few seconds, and then his lips aroused an inexplicable smile, and his eyes were also dotted with light.

"What you said makes me feel like you're a little jealous."