Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Song Ning was busy cooking in the kitchen. Huo Yao walked over and asked her casually. “Mom, has the old man left?”

Song Ning turned to glance at Huo Yao and did not attempt to correct her for calling him an old man. Instead, she said, “He might have caught a cold last night. He has been unwell all day, so he went back to his room to rest after taking some meds.”

Huo Yao frowned.

What was this liar up to now?

“I'll go check on him,” said Huo Yao.

Song Ning waved her hand. “Go on.”

Huo Yao went upstairs. Since the guest room was not locked, she turned the k.n.o.b to enter.

The curtains were closed, so there was no light in the room at all. The room was pitch black. Also, the air felt stifled.

Huo Yao turned on the light. She looked at the bed and paused before she walked over to see the old man sleeping. He did look sick.

Was he really ill?

The old man was not fast asleep and merely felt mentally exhausted. He slowly opened his eyes to see Huo Yao staring at him, so he said weakly, “Are you happy to see me sick?”

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Huo Yao narrowed her eyes as she looked at him. “If you can still talk, it can't be that bad.”

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The old man felt giddy when he heard her. “You are heartless.”

“Humph. There's no need to show kindness to a liar who scammed his way into my home.” Huo Yao's voice remained cold.

The old man covered his head with the blanket. “Leave. Stop making me feel worse. If I end up becoming even sicker, I won't leave.”

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Huo Yao shook her head speechlessly. She walked up to the window and opened it. In an instant, fresh air flowed into the room and made the room less stuffy.

The old man pulled the blanket off his head. He felt a little better since Huo Yao did not leave, but he continued to gripe. “Why are you still here?”

Huo Yao walked up to his bedside and did not speak to him. Instead, she extended her hand and grabbed his wrist which lay outside the blanket.

“What are you doing?” The old man was startled by Huo Yao's actions. He instinctively wanted to pull his hand away, but did not dare retaliate when he made eye contact with Huo Yao.

He did not say a word or move his hand.

The old man felt a little upset that he was afraid of the young lady.

Huo Yao pulled her hand back and said teasingly, “You're experiencing palpitation, your chest feels constricted, and you feel weak. It's a cla.s.sic case of inability to acclimatise to the conditions here. Where are you from?”

The old man placed his hand back under the blanket. He had no idea if he had trouble adjusting to the weather…

“How did you know my symptoms?”

Huo Yao glanced at him and shrugged. “I can tell.”

She was able to determine his symptoms just after holding his wrist. The old man's eyes opened wide suddenly. “Do you know how to take a pulse?”

“There's plenty of other stuff I'm good at, especially fighting. Do you want to try?” said Huo Yao airily as she clenched her fist.

The old man went speechless.

Look at her blatant threats!

Even though she was good-looking, she was not cute at all!

Huo Yao sneered before leaving the room without saying a word.

The old man could not help feeling disappointed when he saw her leave. He shouted from behind. “Hey! You heartless la.s.s. Don't you care about me?”