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Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss
Chapter 176: Trust Me, A Miracle Will HappenChapter 176: Trust Me, A Miracle Will Happen
Huo Yao turned her gaze away from Mrs. Meng and sat down beside Meng Ying again. Since Huo Yao was not much of a chatter, she consoled Meng Ying without embellishing her words. “I’m sure your father will regain consciousness.”
Meng Ying smiled sadly and said, “I hope so.”
Huo Yao patted her shoulder and replied solemnly. “Trust me, a miracle will happen.”
Meng Ying gazed at Huo Yao for a while before she continued. “Even though you’re not a doctor, I don’t know why your words have given me such peace of mind.”
Huo Yao raised her brow and said with a smile, “Child, you made the right choice to trust me.”
Then she cleared her throat and continued speaking. “Your dad is currently in a state of self-hibernation after experiencing severe trauma. Once his internal and external injuries have recovered, we can stimulate his nerves. It will be a matter of time before he regains consciousness.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeng Ying did not quite grasp what Huo Yao said. Although she did not understand what Huo Yao meant by self-hibernation, the words, ‘regain consciousness’, instantly gave her a ray of hope like a light illuminating the darkness.
But soon, her expression turned dark. Even the hospital president had said that there was only a miniscule chance that her father would regain consciousness. Since Huo Yao was not a doctor... she was probably just consoling her.
“Thanks.” Meng Ying did not know what else to say other than that.
Huo Yao looked at Meng Ying without explaining anything further. She left from there after staying with Meng Ying for a while.
Before leaving, she said to Meng Ying, “I’ll visit your father after he gets transferred from ICU to the general ward.”
Meng Ying did not put much thought into it. She assumed that Huo Yao was being polite because they were friends and did not refuse her. She agreed absentmindedly and walked downstairs with Huo Yao.
Huo Yao hailed a cab for home after leaving the hospital.
While sitting in the cab, she recalled that Huo Tingrui was still abroad.
She pulled out her phone and texted him: [Brother Tingrui, are you done? When are you coming home?]
Huo Tingrui’s flight was about to take off when he received his sister’s text.
Before turning off his phone, he quickly replied: [I’m making a transfer at City B. I’ll arrive at around 9:00 pm tonight. Baby Girl, are you coming to pick me up?]
The moment she saw the words, ‘Baby Girl’, her eyes narrowed.
She heartlessly rejected him: [No, I have to study.]
Huo Tingrui felt a little sad when he saw her reply. Why could he not compare to studying??
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHuo Tingrui sighed and replied: [Fine. You can wait for us at home.]
When Huo Yao caught sight of the word, ‘us’, she asked him quizzically: [Aren’t you coming back alone?]
Huo Tingrui: [Nope. Xiang’s coming home too.]
Huo Yao contemplated for two seconds before swiftly texting her brother: [Okay. 9:00 pm tonight, right? I’ll see you at the arrival hall.]
Huo Tingrui was shocked by the 360 degrees change in her attitude. He resentfully looked sideways at Huo Xiang, who was sitting next to him, with his cap covering half his face.
He chuckled mirthlessly. Huo Yao must have suddenly changed her mind because she found out Huo Xiang was also coming back, right?
Huo Xiang sensed the murderous look in his brother’s eyes, so he asked him quizzically. “Brother Tingrui?”
Huo Tingrui sneered before turning his head away, sulkily.
Huo Xiang, “???”