She Lost Memory Before the Divorce Chapter 288

Chapter 288: Chapter 0288: Ill Intentions Chapter 288: Chapter 0288: Ill Intentions Huo Tingxiao's expression suddenly changed, and the rare warmth turned into gloom.

From the other end of the phone came the butler's voice, hoarse with exertion:
“Master! Call an ambulance, quickly call an ambulance!”

After a flurry of confusion, the two rushed to the hospital, where Old Master Huo had already been taken into emergency treatment.

“Young Master, what should we do? This time, the Old Master…”

The butler had been with Huo Shiwen for many years, and he was the clearest and most understanding of his health condition in the entire Huo Family.

Old Master Huo's health had never been as robust as outsiders believed. The board members had long been coveting his position, relying on sheer willpower in hopes of Huo Tingxiao returning soon to Huo Corporation to take over so he could retire with honors. Unexpectedly…

“Don't worry; grandfather will be alright.”

Huo Tingxiao appeared calm on the surface, still comforting the old butler, but Mu Lan could feel that he too was uncertain in his heart.

After all, the Old Master was getting on in years and his bodily functions were not what they once were; nothing could be said for certain now.

Mu Lan reached out to hold Huo Tingxiao's hand, feeling its icy coldness.

Hoping she could give him a sense of stability.

Huo Tingxiao's limbs were all somewhat numb until he slowly felt the warmth in his hand, turned his head to glance at Mu Lan, and saw her gentle and affectionate gaze. He was slightly reassured, thinking that with her support by his side, no matter the situation, they could always get through it.

“What happened? Did you and the Old Master have a fight?”

Shen Zichu had just been in a meeting and had come down in a hurry after receiving the news.

Mu Lan felt that Shen Zichu seemed somewhat different from before, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly how.

Gu Xiaoman had left just a few days ago, and Shen Zichu did not seem too sorrowful. Mu Lan was unsure whether to consider this good or bad… after all, they were all adults, and if it wasn't suitable, it was normal not to hold each other back.

“We just talked about today's bidding, he got a bit agitated on the phone, and then…”

Huo Tingxiao was merely narrating the facts, and Shen Zichu sighed deeply.

“The Old Master is at that age, with high blood pressure. What harm is there in speaking softly? It's better not to harbor resentments, to avoid regrets later on.”

Shen Zichu was good at advising others, though he seemed to be unable to understand his own situations, truly a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

When the doctor came out of the emergency room, Shen Zichu looked at his expression and was slightly relieved, at least it was a successful emergency intervention.

“The patient's condition isn't too good, we temporarily got him through it, but going forward… he has some signs of a brain hemorrhage. At his age, while we managed this time, next time it's hard to say.”

“Okay, you've worked hard. We'll talk more about his condition later, go take a rest for now.”

Shen Zichu patted the doctor's shoulder; soon after, Old Master Huo was wheeled out.

Seeing Old Master Huo lying on the hospital bed with his eyes tightly shut, Huo Tingxiao felt very distressed, although he was not good at expressing himself; at this moment, there were just deep emotions in his eyes.

Mu Lan could feel it, his grip on her hand gradually becoming uncontrollably tight, truly afraid that something sudden might happen to Old Master Huo.

Although he didn't verbalize it, his heart still cared for Old Master Huo, having been by his side since he was a child. There was strictness, yes, but there was also sincere affection.

At this moment, his heart was not truly at ease, but, at the very least, the situation was under control.

After having the patient moved to the ICU, Huo Tingxiao waited outside, unable to calm down for a long time.

“It'll be okay, grandfather will surely have good fortune. Huo Tingxiao, don't worry.”

“Mhm.”

Before the words had finished, a flurry of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor.

The two looked over to see Huo Tingyang and Xian Yaping, who had somehow gotten wind of the news.

“How is Grandpa? Huo Tingxiao, did you say something to Grandpa that made him so angry he had to be hospitalized?”

Mu Lan frowned, looking at the young man in a suit before her, disgust filling her eyes.

No wonder she felt this way; a bastard child dared to be so brazen, really acting as if he were part of the Huo Family.

“What right do you have to question me? Huo Tingyang, don't forget your own status.”

Huo Tingxiao's tone was neither salty nor light, yet it was filled with intimidation.

Although Huo Tingyang had grown accustomed to being looked down on, the Huo family had secured a plot of land, and now he felt he was standing quite straight, believing himself to be much more formidable than Huo Tingxiao.

“Don't take your anger out here. Isn't it just that today at the bid, I won and you didn't? Why be so furious about it?”

Mu Lan had truly never seen someone so shameless.

“If I remember correctly, during the bidding for the second plot of land, you and Feng Lin got into a dispute. Clearly, you had no idea that you could win the second plot.

Besides, you're just a vice president. What does winning or losing the bid have to do with you? When it comes to merits and rewards, it's not your turn.”

Huo Tingyang hadn't expected Mu Lan to defend Huo Tingxiao so staunchly, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.

Xian Yaping, seeing her son put in his place, naturally was not pleased.

“These are all business affairs. It's better for a woman not to interject. Do you even understand these matters?”

Mu Lan had no impression of Xian Yaping, simply responding indifferently,
“Who are you?”

Xian Yaping's face turned green with anger; she had encountered this girl's sharp tongue before, and now a single question had diminished her bluster.

“Who am I? I am your elder!”

Huo Tingxiao scoffed.

“Elder? What kind of elder are you? Since when did the Huo Family recognize your status? This is a hospital: you can continue to make a scene if you aren't embarrassed.”

Xian Yaping, intimidated by Huo Tingxiao's presence, had a lot to say but dared not speak.

But thinking of her beloved son's accomplishments today, she felt that inheriting the Huo empire was just a matter of time.

Suddenly, the old master had fallen ill, and she didn't know if there were any wills, especially since Huo Tingyang had been parachuted in on a whim. If the inheritance leaned towards Huo Tingxiao…

Her eyes darted around; no, she had to keep a close watch here, ready to plan for any adverse signs.

“I won't stoop to your level. The old master is ill and needs care; he comes first.”

The words sounded nice, but Mu Lan didn't believe a word. It was clear they were just afraid of losing out.

But even if they stayed here, what use would it be? Given the old master's shrewdness, he probably had already made plans. Did they really fantasize about turning the sky upside down?

“Huo Tingxiao, leave two bodyguards here to keep watch. I think these two have ulterior motives.”

She tiptoed and whispered into Huo Tingxiao's ear; he nodded in response.

“Don't worry, I will arrange everything. If there are still issues at your studio, you don't need to stay here. I'm here.”

Mu Lan pursed her lips; at this time, she had no mind to worry about her studio.

“I'll stay with you. The studio matters can be managed by Tang Xin and the others. It's fine.”

Chapter end

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