Chapter 4: fall ill

Huo Yao's eyebrows and eyes became darker. A few seconds later, she loosened her fingers and asked with a heavy voice: "Does my heart hurt again?"
Yang Qiuhua shook her head with a strong smile and shook her head to comfort her: "Grandma is all right, you're getting sick, don't worry."
He Xiaoman, who was next to him, was startled by the old lady's sudden illness. After reacting, he almost reflexively waved Huo Yao away, "Mom, are you sick again? Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Huo Yao, who was pushed aside, twisted his brows, glanced at He Xiaoman lightly, and turned and walked into the room.
He Xiaoman took out his mobile phone to call for an ambulance, and glanced at Huo Yao's back, and sneered: "Mom, look, this is the person you grew up with. You are like this. She still responds as if nothing had happened. The house..."
He Xiaoman shook his head, lowered his head and started to make a call.
After a while, Huo Yao came out of the house with a water glass in his hand.
After He Xiaoman made the call, she turned around and saw that Huo Yao was feeding the old lady something to drink. She frowned. She snatched the water glass. Seeing that the glass was not pure water, she immediately questioned: "You give me What is mom drinking?"
Huo Yao's eyes swept over the cup she grabbed, and his eyes sank suddenly, his delicate face was no longer half of his expression, and his body exuded a dangerous breath that was cold and eager to rain.
Seeing Huo Yao like this, He Xiaoman was so unfamiliar that she was shocked, and the feet in high heels stepped back subconsciously, "You...what's that expression?"
The tone is obviously weaker than just two points.
"Xiaoman, you give me the cup, that is the medicine that Yao Yao bought me specially." Yang Qiuhua, who had been relieved, pressed his chest and said, while extending his hand towards her.
When He Xiaoman heard this, his eyes widened. Not only did he not give her the cup, but instead slammed the remaining medicine on the ground, "What medicine did she buy for you? What medicine can a country girl buy? Isn't this a nonsense?"
Yang Qiuhua looked at the concoction on the ground, and immediately explained, "This medicine..."
He Xiaoman didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and interrupted directly: "Stop, stop, and the ambulance will come in a while. After we go to the hospital, we have to take a good examination of our body. We dare to take any medicine and are not afraid to take it. Something went wrong."
He shook his head speechlessly, and He Xiaoman set his gaze on Huo Yao's face again, "And you, give my mother medicine indiscriminately. If something really goes wrong, you can't pay for the lives of your Huo family. Since I am still thinking about being a family, you can leave me quickly and don’t stay here anymore."
"Xiaoman, don't talk anymore!" Yang Qiuhua was anxious and angry, she looked at Huo Yao, "Yao, this is your home, don't listen to her, don't leave..."
Huo Yao glanced at the ground, and the old lady had already drunk most of the medicine. She didn't bother to say anything to her former adoptive mother. Instead, she squatted slowly in front of the old lady, her black and white eyes staring calmly. She opened her mouth and said word by word: "In fact, you should enjoy the blessing."
Yang Qiuhua stared at her blankly, and suddenly there was an indescribable panic in her heart. Her bloodless lips trembled slightly, and then she asked in a hoarse voice: "Hey, did you hear us just now? What did you say in the room?"