To My Dear Mr. Huo

“She’s the first patient I’ve ever had that committed suicide. She…”

“You’re wrong. Her suicide was not because of you, it was her family.” Huo Jinyao’s voice was gentle. “Where was her family when she committed suicide?”

“I… I don’t know.”

Su Qingsang honestly had no idea. There were so many people going in and out of the hospital. Although she had seen the patient’s family, she can’t be sure if they were there at the time.

“So, she had just lost a child and her family wasn’t there for her. This had nothing to do with you.”

Su Qingsang remained silent. Despite her not having had a direct relation to the incident, she still felt uneasy about it.

“Alright, wife.” Huo Jinyao gently tapped her shoulders. “Stop thinking about it. Let’s eat first.”

“I’m really…”

“Who cares? We’ll discuss it once the police report comes out. Right now you need to eat first.”

“Huo Jinyao.”

“Even if you starve yourself, the patient won’t be coming back. Besides, you never wanted anything like this to happen. Stop blaming yourself for it, okay?”

His voice was warm, like a hot spring streaming through her body.

He held his hand behind her and gently patted it as she slowly became more relaxed.

Su Qingsang’s pursed her lips and looked at Huo Jinyao. He looked so sincere as he tried to comfort her, completely different from the goofy face he usually put up.

He seemed much more handsome and more attractive.

“So, did you suddenly found out how handsome your husband is?” Huo Jinyao stroked his jaw, face full of distress. “Sometimes I feel troubled too. I am way too handsome, man and gods are both iangered by my beauty.”

Su Qingsang couldn’t deal with him. This man couldn’t even keep a serious face for longer than three minutes.

His words had successfully diverted her attention. She returned to her seat and took another sip of the soup.

The temperature was just right after it set for a while. She tried to make herself more optimistic. Somethings are just out of her control.

Huo Jinyao finally picked up his bowl and began to eat.

Su Qingsang looked at him. Despite her resentment, she had to admit that if she had come back to this cold and empty house alone, she would have felt a lot worse.

It seemed like everything had changed since Huo Jinyao had become part of her life.

As these changes accumulated, Su Qingsang felt more and more accustomed to it. I wasn’t so bad at all.

…

Su Qingsang relaxed. Once she arrived at the hospital the next day, however, she noticed that the hospital hall was crowded with people.

The person who led the crowd was Zhang Mei’s husband. He was accompanied by a crowd of people.

Zhang Mei’s husband immediately noticed Su Qingsang came in, he raised his hand and pointed at her.

“That’s her. That’s the doctor who killed Mei.”

Su Qingsang was stunned by the situation. Without enough time to respond, her body was being dragged across the hall by a man that was next to Zhang Mei’s husband.

“What are you guys doing?”

Su Qingsang struggled hard and escaped the man’s grip. She took a few steps back and adjusted her attire. She looked aat the crowd.

“This is a hospital. What do you think you’re doing?”

“What am I doing?” Zhang Mei’s husband sneered with a ferocious face. “You quack doctors are harming people. My wife was seven months pregnant and died because of this quack doctor. We are here today to ask for an explanation!”