Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby [Book 2]

Chapter 241 & 242

Translator: Yunyi

Chapter 241- Do You Believe That I Can Kill You?

Song Rui was immediately overjoyed, "Dr. Liu! Please save my son! As long as you can save him, I am willing to give you anything!"

"Tch... do you think I would be interested in your stuff?" Liu Yu rolled his eyes.

If not for Huo Yunque, he wouldn't even be there.

The door to the emergency operating theater opened and Liu Yu walked in with a serious expression. At the same time, he received Song Wenchuan's medical report.

The more he looked at it, the faster his eyelids twitched.

However, Zhuo Manli lost her mind. She had never heard of Liu Yu before. All she saw was a disheveled young man who looked like a hooligan.

So, she grabbed onto him stubbornly and did not let him go. "Who are you? Did Song Yaoyao call you? Don't hurt my son!"

"Zhuo Manli!" Song Rui's temple twitched.

At this moment, Song Yaoyao's patience reached it's limit. She suddenly strode over, wrapped her hand around Zhuo Manli's neck, and pressed her against the wall.

Everyone was caught by surprise.

Her eyes were bloodshot and veins popped out from her hands as hostility filled the air.

"Ugh-" The whites of Zhou Manli's eyes began to show. She hit Song Yaoyao's hand frantically, but Song Yaoyao lifted her with one hand and she felt her feet leave the ground.

"If you were to die today, I wouldn't even blink. If you want Song Wenchuan to live, then behave; otherwise, I don't mind killing you right here!"

Tang Xinrou and the others stood at a distance and opened their mouths in shock.

"Liu Yu, are you going in or not?" the man's voice was indeed without any fluctuation.

Everyone was stunned. Elder Huo was the only one who snapped out of his quickly. He smiled; not minding what Song Yaoyao was doing.

To be honest, what was the big deal if she killed her so-called mother? It wasn't like the Huos couldn't protect her.

For this brainless woman, death was ideal.

But...

... this girl's hands were clean and fair; it wasn't right for her to take on this responsibility.

Elder Huo looked at his son; he was already moving.

He quietly approached Song Yaoyao, but he did not stop her!

Meanwhile, Song Rui was losing his patience. He wanted to walk over and pull Song Yaoyao away.

There was something wrong with the current Song Yaoyao. It was like she was possessed without any sense of humanity.

"Huo Qi." Huo Yunque lifted his chin slightly.

Huo Qi stopped Song Rui with one hand. Song Rui's mind was a mess and his hands trembled.

Zhuo Manli's face was red and swollen. If Song Yaoyao applied any strength, Song Rui was sure that his wife would die right in front of him.

"Song Yaoyao! She's your mother! Have you lost your mind?!"

Song Yaoyao did not move; she completely ignored him.

Song Rui called for his bodyguards, but Huo Qi and his men blocked them and they were unable to get through.

Down the hospital corridor which smelled of disinfectant, every second was precious inside the emergency theater, while outside, death filled the air.

Zhuo Manli truly sensed despair. Her breathing slowed down and her hands fell weak.

Elder Huo's lips twitched.

"Small Uncle! Hurry and stop Song Yaoyao!" Huo Ningxi said anxiously. "She's going to kill someone!"

Huo Yunque burst into laughter. "I know."

So what?

He stood calmly beside Song Yaoyao like a guardian with his dark eyes and mighty presence. He was like a sharp blade that had already experienced the taste of blood.

Huo Yunque was too casual about the entire thing. He played with the prayer beads on his wrist, and his lowered eyes were filled with benevolence.

But everyone knew that it was all an illusion.

Chapter 242 - Saved

It felt like a long time passed, but it had only been only but a few short minutes.

"Yaoyao! Yaoyao, calm down!"

Tang Xinrou couldn't get through and began to break out in a cold sweat. "Have you forgotten? No matter how awful she is, she is still the person that gave birth to your Brother Song! You don't want him to hate you after he wakes up!"

Snap-

Song Yaoyao snapped out of her daze and let go.

Zhuo Manli fell on the ground weakly, holding onto her neck and coughing. Horror filled her eyes as she looked at Song Yaoyao and retreated.

Her arrogance had completely disappeared.

"Sigh..."

A low sigh echoed through the corridor.

The man had been waiting for this moment. He pulled the girl into his arms and covered her eyes with his hands, comforting her quietly.

An Feiran watched with admiration and suddenly asked, "Who is that man?"

Tang Xinrou sighed,, retrieved her gaze, and actually felt a little disappointed that nothing happened to Zhuo Manli.

But she knew that this way of thinking was wrong. Zhuo Manli deserved to die, but not at the expense of tarnishing Yaoyao's hands.

"Him? The infamous, Mr. Huo. Haven't you heard of him before?"

"Mr. Huo?! An Feiran nodded,, suddenly feeling a little nervous. "I heard about him as soon as I returned to China, but I had never seen him. Who knew he was so young..."

He then looked at Huo Ningxi. He had called the man his Small Uncle.

The first time that Tang Xinrou met Huo Yunque, she was also surprised. But now, she had accepted this reality.

A black shirt enveloped the man's broad shoulders and firm chest, and his arms were strong. He was tall and majestic; the only person who would speak such reckless words and allow the girl to act inappropriately in front of him.

Even if she tore the sky down, he would have a way to fix it for her.

For some reason, that was the feeling that An Feiran got when he looked at him.

He lowered his head, feeling a little self-conscious.

The door to the emergency theater opened and Zhuo Manli instantly looked over.

Liu Yu was covered in blood. He gritted his teeth and shook his head as he looked at Huo Yunque. "Things don't look optimistic. He has an intracranial hemorrhage but his body may not be strong enough to undergo surgery."

Song Yaoyao listened to Huo Yunque's heart and her worries eased.

When she heard Liu Yu's comment, she suddenly asked, "Can I go in?"

Liu Yu was stunned. "What do you want to do?"

Before Song Yaoyao replied, Huo Yunque patted her on the shoulder and said, "Go get changed and disinfected. I'll prepare everything else."

At a time like this, everything was a waste of time.

Song Yaoyao nodded and ran toward the disinfection room. As she passed by Shen Xun, she said, "Help me fetch my silver needles from Grandfather Shen!"

"Okay."

Once everything was prepared, Song Yaoyao followed Liu Yu inside.

Zhuo Manli opened her mouth.  Before she managed to stop her, Song Yaoyao glared at her coldly.

"If you cause trouble again, I won't be holding back this time!"

Zhuo Manli had already wasted too much time.

The surgery was extremely long and not a single person left.

It wasn't until the sun rose the next day that the emergency theater door finally opened again.

Zhuo Manli covered her mouth, but she couldn't contain her emotional cries.

Her son had been saved...

Song Yaoyao was helped out by a nurse. The nurse who was supporting her no longer treated her like a child. Instead, she saw her as a Traditional Chinese Doctor who was worthy of respect.

Is she didn't use her silver needles on Song Wenchuan's acupuncture point to control his bleeding in his skull, the surgery would not have been a success!