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"Dad, you..."

For a long time, Huo Jinze found his voice. His low voice was hoarse, and he blurted out the words that he hadn't uttered for six years.

He looked at the bloody palm of his father's hand and quickly released his knife.

He never thought that he would help himself to block the knife. He was angry with himself all the time.

For a moment, Huo Jinze's heart was softened by his action. He couldn't bear it any more. He quickly straightened his body and carefully took down the knife in his hand.

"What are you doing? Don't get the bandage

Huo Jinze's sharp voice came, and the servant who was waiting for him immediately followed a spirit, and quickly turned around and ran to where the medicine box was.

Huo Jinze helped Huo Youcheng to one side of the sofa and sat down. He personally took the medicine box. He pulled his palm and gently wiped the bright red blood on his hand with a cotton swab.

He didn't care about the pain in his arm, a pair of eyes always fell on his arm.

Huo Youcheng looked at his bleeding arm and sighed, "don't worry about me. Let the servant come. You wrap your arm first."

"No!"

He wants to come himself.

Huo Youcheng looked at his arm is in some can't bear, he slightly frown, when did he become so soft hearted?

After all, it's his own son. How can he be so hard hearted that he really doesn't care about his own son?

In the past six years, he has hardly been back home. When he can see him, it's only at some dinner parties, but it's also a flash. He never takes the initiative to say hello to him.

At that time, he was even more angry that the child really cut off the relationship with him!

Looking at his bloody arm, his heart hurt a touch of heartache, he secretly looked at the side of the servant, gave the servant a color.

The servant immediately came forward and took out the bandage from the medicine box. He carefully observed Huo Jinze's look. He didn't mean to refuse. He only carefully gave Huo Youcheng blood, and then he dared to stretch out his hand to bandage him.

But as soon as she touched his arm, his cold eyes shot straight at him

The servant was shocked by his cold eyes, his fingers trembled, and his bandage fell to the ground.

She nervously looked at him, castrated minister Yao, and pushed him to one side.

Huo Youcheng looked at him, some helpless.

Anxia has been sitting on the sofa, he is a few steps away from her, looking at the pool of blood on the ground, her heart can not help but worry.

If he is bleeding like this, will he lose too much blood and faint?

She bit her lip, thought that he had just refused the servant, she gave him a vicious look. She hesitated, her eyes finally fell on the bandage in the medicine box.

Her eyes sank, she got up and limped to him, slightly lower body.

Huo Jinze saw that he could not help frowning. He raised his eyes and looked at Anxia beside him. He opened his mouth to say something, but Anxia stopped him immediately.

"Shut up! You don't care about my business! First of all, I'm not for you, just because I'm a nurse. It's also my remorse to save the life and heal the wounded. "

She said that Huo Jinze's mouth was half opened and closed again.

She cares about herself?

But her words were not pleasant to hear, but he felt his hidden concern from her words.

His eyes flashed a touch of pleasure, even if her duty is good, his heart is still warm.

Huo Jinze's finger is a little bit, let her toss on her arm, her action is gentle, but there is a tension in the bottom of her eyes.

Is it really just ordinary life-saving?

What is the tension for?

Sitting opposite Huo Jinze or Yincheng looked at the wolf's face. He was very helpless. He didn't expect that he was still so concerned about this woman.

Can't he forget this woman in six years?

Anxia carefully helped him to wipe the wound. No matter when she poured disinfectant or sewed the wound for him, his face did not change, as if the flesh and blood did not grow on him.

Huo Jinze bandaged the wound for him. Although he focused all his attention on his arm, even if he didn't look, he could guess who had ordered the servant.

If not for Huo Youcheng's words, no servant would dare to be close to him at this time.

Knowing his temper, Anxia quickly helped him to deal with the wound. He sewed it up at will to disinfect it and bandaged it to avoid infection.

After finishing his speech, she didn't even have the courage to look at father and son. He wanted to tell him not to exert himself. After thinking about it, she took a look at his hand and didn't say anything.

She got up in silence and returned to her seat."Why are you doing this?"

Huo Jinze couldn't help asking.

Since you care about him, why do you embarrass him everywhere.

"You are my son! It's my duty as a father to protect you. " Huo Youcheng tone light mouth.

"Oh, but I'm also an shengchen's father, and it's also my duty to protect him," he believes. In the past six years, his father's heart must not feel good.

Just like him, although he said so decidedly, but every year's father's day, he can't help sounding his voice.

There is a constant blood relationship between them.

For a moment, both of them were silent. The relationship between them could not be resolved in a word or two.

Song Yuqing's phone has never been hung up, and she still keeps the interface of the conversation. She stops the conversation between the two people in her ears.

However, the mobile phone was thrown aside, no matter how she yelled, no one answered her.

There was a touch of anger in her heart. She hung up in anger, and then someone called quickly.

Silence with a touch of light warmth of the atmosphere, the moment was frightened bell destroyed.

Just in time, Huo Youcheng wrapped up his mouth. He picked up his cell phone and took a look at it. It showed that he connected the phone without hesitation.

As soon as the phone was connected, song Yuqing, with an angry voice, came from the opposite side of the mobile phone, "don't show me any father son love drama here! I'm not interested in it! "

"Song Yuqing!"

Huo Youcheng's voice is cold, but Mori's is cold and frightening.

It was the first time that he spoke to her in such an angry tone. Song Yuqing was stunned. It seemed that this time he was really angry.

But what does that matter?

She doesn't care.

"Song Yuqing! I'll call you. Didn't you hear an shengchen bring it back? Now? Now! This is my order His tone was tough. He could not help his anger at the thought that she had just ignored Huo Jinze's life and death.

"Orders? You think I'll listen! "

Song Yuqing does not show weakness of cold voice opening, voice even more angry than he, "call Huo Jinze to listen to the phone! Or I'll let him walk to his son forever! "