Villain Boss Chapter 223
Translated by Digitalian (ko-fi)
Chapter 223: Sisters
Passing through the corridor adorned with lanterns of all shapes and colors, and parting the banana leaves glistening with dew, a quaint and ancient-style pavilion came into view, which was where Huo Sichan was temporarily staying.
Huo Lingge pushed the wheelchair to the door, where someone had been waiting for a long time. When she saw them approaching, the person let out a slight sneer and made no attempt to lend a hand.
Huo Lingge stopped in her tracks upon hearing the voice, and hesitated. "Is that Sister?"
At night, her vision was poor, so she couldn't see things clearly.
When asking the question, her tone became more cautious, as if she was afraid of upsetting the person.
That tone again. Hah, it sounded like she was bullying her.
Huo Lingyin crossed her arms and looked down at the two of them.
"You're back so late. Anyone who didn't know better would think you went to the city gate to welcome me back."
Her tone was sarcastic, and one could faintly detect her dissatisfaction.
Huo Sichan coughed and replied good-naturedly, "I was going to pick you up, but something unexpected happened when I went out. By the time I got to the city gate, you were no longer there."
Huo Lingyin sneered. "This accident happened at just the right time."
She glanced at the girl behind Huo Sichan and said sarcastically, "You'll only encounter accidents when you pick me up."
She descended the steps, brushing past the two of them without even giving them a second glance.
Once the footsteps faded away, Huo Sichan suddenly burst into a cough. He bent over slightly, curled up, and coughed until his voice was hoarse.
"Brother!" Huo Lingge was startled. She quickly patted his back gently and pulled his clothes tighter, saying anxiously, "What’s wrong..."
The moment her fingers touched his clothes, her fingertips were moistened by the warm dampness.
"What's this?" She withdrew her hand, sniffed it, and blurted out, "You're injured?!"
"Shh—" Having finally stopped coughing, Huo Sichan weakly grabbed Huo Lingge’s hand and whispered, "Keep your voice down. Don't let Lingyin hear it."
His chest heaved violently, and after a couple of breaths, he said in a hoarse voice, "Wheel me in first."
"Okay." Huo Lingge didn't say anything else. She skillfully walked around the steps, and pushed him into the small building.
As soon as they entered the hall, someone came out and stopped behind the curtain.
Seeing the blood on Huo Sichan’s clothes, the man frowned. "The wound reopened?"
Huo Sichan hummed in agreement, then said helplessly, "I'm sorry to trouble you again."
"Since you know that you’d cause me trouble, you should’ve been extra careful." The man lifted the hanging curtain and stepped out from the inner room into the light. "Let me see."
He wore a dark long robe, which was light and elegant like an ink painting. The moment he was illuminated by the light, his gentle eyes were tinged with a hint of vibrant color, as if he were a banished immortal who had walked through the passage of time but remained untouched by the mortal world.
"Cough, cough... Thank you."
He helped Huo Sichan back to his room. The man treated the wound skillfully, without even frowning when he saw the mangled flesh.
"With you coughing so hard, the wound might need to be stitched up again."
"It's alright." Huo Sichan's face was even paler than the falling frost, and he gasped for breath as he spoke. "It’s fine as long as I can get through this period."
The young man carefully wrapped the bandage and sneered. "If you keep refusing to seek medical treatment, you might die tomorrow."
Huo Lingge brought over a basin of hot water. Upon hearing this, she subconsciously stopped and hesitated whether to go forward.
Hearing footsteps, the doctor turned around and took the basin of water from her hands. "You’re a young lady of the Huo family. This kind of thing is not something you need to do."
Huo Lingge smiled softly. "It's okay. I couldn't be of much help anyway."
Not wanting to listen to the doctor criticize her brother any longer, Huo Lingge changed the subject. "Mr. Tu Su, is there any hope for Miss Luo's leg?"
Tu Su washed the blood off his hands in the basin and said irritably, "It's been too long. There's no hope. Don't come to me with patients like this again. That’s a waste of my time."
What a short-tempered doctor! He was nothing like a compassionate and benevolent doctor.
Huo Sichan, who was in a daze, barely opened his eyes after being yelled at by Tu Su, and murmured, "Lingge."
"I’m here." Huo Lingge walked to his wheelchair, knelt down, and gently took his hand.
Huo Sichan said in a low voice, "Take me back to my room."
She obediently agreed, thanked Tu Su, and wheeled Huo Sichan back to his room.
By the time she had settled Huo Sichan in and came out again, it was past midnight.
Tu Su was waiting in the living room, teasing the parrot hanging on the window.
"Mr. Tu Su, you haven't gone back yet?"
Tu Su cut to the chase. "What happened to Huo Sichan today?"
"What?"
"His injuries, and the group of people who came to the base tonight."
"..."
"Didn't Huo Lingyin come back? Why didn't he tell Huo Lingyin about his injury?"
"He can’t." Huo Lingge frowned and said softly, "If he tells Sister, Sister will kill those people."
"As expected, it's those old fogies again."
The Huo family was large and powerful, with complex internal relationships. Now that the patriarch Huo Sichan was seriously ill, a group of senior relatives were plotting to seize power.
Huo Lingge sighed. "Brother said that the base has just settled down, so it's not the right time yet."
Moreover, two of the five superhuman teams were under the control of those people. If a conflict broke out, it was the ordinary people in the base who would suffer.
"That guy has too many concerns," Tu Su sneered. "In this aspect, I actually admire Huo Lingyin."
When facing the enemy, one must be decisive and ruthless, never hesitant or indecisive.
"Perhaps Huo Lingyin is more suitable for the position of head of the family."
Huo Lingge pursed her lips. Although she felt that what he said made sense, she couldn't help but refute for her brother, "Brother is simply too kind."
"Hah."
That tone was really unfriendly. Having always been a little afraid of this friend of her brother, Huo Lingge dared not utter a sound.
Seeing Huo Lingge biting her lip in defiance, yet looking pitiful and not daring to utter a word in rebuttal, Tu Su felt a slight pang of conscience.
"Forget it, enough talk about this. You should get some rest too."
"I’ll be cooking tomorrow, Mr. Tu Su." She hesitated, then extended an invitation, "Would you like to have lunch here tomorrow?"
Tu Su waved his hand. "No need. I don't like eating with other people."
He walked to the door, then remembered something. "I heard Huo Lingyin is injured. If you have time tomorrow, go check on her."
"Oh." Huo Lingge nodded hurriedly. "I'll go first thing tomorrow morning."
So, early the next morning, Huo Lingge took the soup she had prepared that morning to Huo Lingyin's residence.
Huo Lingyin was having a morning meeting with the key members of her team. When she saw Huo Lingge, she looked very upset.
"What are you doing here?"
Stared at coldly, Huo Lingge suppressed her fear and said, "I heard you were injured, so I made some soup this morning and brought it to you."
As she was speaking, she tried to take out the soup bowl from the small basket, but accidentally knocked it over to the ground.
Huo Lingyin, "..."
Huo Lingge quickly squatted down to pick it up, but accidentally cut her hand on a shard of broken porcelain.
Huo Lingyin, "..."
This wasn't her sister, but her nemesis! Couldn't Huo Lingge see how much she disliked her? What was she doing here so early in the morning? Playing the victim?
Hey! And you guys, why were you staring at me like that, like I'm a heartless woman?!
