Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 716 - 696 Decided

The nurse cleaned Jiayi’s scalded finger, applied medicine, and then wrapped it up, saying,

"It’s fine, just don’t let it get wet for the next few days and avoid eating spicy food, and you’ll be good."

Jiayi thanked her, and Huo Zhenyang fixed his gaze on her, "Zaizai’s foot injury is almost healed. Let Auntie Li and the hospital nurses take care of him these next two days. You’ll come back with me today."

She lowered her head and glanced at her right hand, wound up tightly in gauze resembling a big white rice dumpling, knowing she couldn’t do much by staying at the hospital, she said nothing and silently followed Huo Zhenyang back to Zaizai’s ward.

In the ward, Zaizai was lying on the bed, playing with some toys while watching a cartoon on the TV mounted on the wall.

Seeing Daddy and Mommy come in together, he sat up happily, "Daddy! Mommy!"

When Jiayi saw Little Baozi’s rosy cheeks, she walked over quickly, sat on the bed, and ruffled his hair.

Zaizai noticed Mommy’s reddened eye rims and asked curiously, "Mommy, why are you crying?"

Auntie Li, taken aback upon seeing Jiayi a bit out of sorts, was about to ask what was wrong when Ade shushed from the doorway, quietly gestured, and called Auntie Li out.

Jiayi fought to control her emotions, squeezing out a smile, "Mommy’s not crying."

Zaizai caught sight of the gauze on her hand and gasped, "Mommy, are you hurt?"

Jiayi sniffled, "Mhm, I accidentally scalded myself."

No wonder she was crying, so it was because of the scald.

Carefully, Zaizai blew air towards Jiayi’s big white dumpling of a hand, "Does it still hurt, Mommy? I’ll blow on it for you."

Her eyelashes fluttered as the tears she had been holding back slipped out of her eyes.

Huo Zhenyang’s expression changed, and he walked over, sitting down.

Zaizai, lifting his pudgy little hand, wiped away Mommy’s tears, frowning, "You really worry me to death—you’re all grown up and still scald your hand."

Jiayi bit her lip, managing to stop herself from crying further.

Zaizai coaxed further, "If Daddy and I blow on it together, it won’t hurt."

With that, he tugged on Huo Zhenyang’s clothes.

Huo Zhenyang, going along with Little Baozi’s wishes, joined his son in blowing on Jiayi’s scalded hand.

Jiayi, tickled by the breaths of the father and son, couldn’t cry anymore. Eventually, she couldn’t help but laugh as the itching prompted her to dodge away, "Alright, alright, that’s enough."

But Zaizai, getting carried away with the fun and seeing Daddy and Mommy weren’t as stiff with each other as they had been days before, clung to Mommy, feeling even happier.

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes softened as he glanced at Little Baozi’s leg wrapped in gauze and then at Jiayi’s hand bundled up like a dumpling, and he remarked casually, "One impaired by heaven, the other flawed by earth, and yet you still have the energy to fuss."

Unable to resist, Jiayi’s lips twitched—you’re the one impaired by heaven and flawed by earth!

But fearing it would affect Zaizai’s leg injury, she still let go, "It’s getting late. Didn’t Dr. Xu say, to heal quickly, you need to sleep early, wake up early, and have plenty of rest? I’ll ask Auntie Li to come in and bathe you first, and then you can go to bed."

"Mommy isn’t staying in the hospital with me tonight?"

Jiayi glanced at Huo Zhenyang from the corner of her eye and patted Little Baozi’s head, "Mommy’s hand got hurt today, so I can’t help with your bathing and changing clothes. I’ll head back and also clean up some of your clothes and toys to bring over tomorrow. Is that okay?"

Huo Zhenyang was a bit taken aback.

Although he had just insisted that she go home tonight, he thought she would still find various reasons to stay, not wanting to leave Zaizai alone in the hospital.

To his surprise, she actually agreed to go back with him.

His deep gaze flickered with a barely perceptible dark light, but without showing any emotion, he repressed it.

Zaizai nodded, "Okay."

"Auntie Li," Jiayi stood up and called towards the door.

Auntie Li walked in, having already heard from Ade about Zaizai’s situation, her expression somewhat dazed, trying to stabilize her emotions, "Young Madam."

"I’ll go back tonight and come back tomorrow during the day; please take good care of Zaizai for me."

Auntie Li nodded eagerly, "I understand, don’t worry, Young Madam."

Huo Zhenyang looked at Ade, "You stay, too. Help Auntie Li take care of the young master. Call me immediately if anything happens."

"Yes, Young Master," Ade replied.

With Auntie Li and Ade looking after Zaizai, Jiayi felt much more at ease.

It was getting late. After kissing Zaizai several times, Jiayi picked up her handbag, followed behind Huo Zhenyang, and left.

Upon leaving the ward and taking just a few steps, he took her handbag from her and carried it, continuing to walk ahead.

She paused, stopping for half a second, before quickly catching up with his steps and exiting the hospital.

Outside the hospital, the sky had darkened.

The night, like a vast curtain, enveloped Yunling.

Not far off, the city center twinkled with the bright lights and jovial sounds of a place that never sleeps.

The city that never sleeps remained unchanged.

But her state of mind had changed from before.

Watching him get into the car, Jiayi took a deep breath. The plan she had already decided on in her heart became firmer, and she quickly followed him into the car.

Once she sat down in the passenger seat and conscientiously buckled her seatbelt, Huo Zhenyang, however, didn’t start the car. His hands resting on the steering wheel, he just lifted his handsome chin and gazed at her through the rearview mirror with an intense look.

She felt a little uneasy under his gaze and blurted out, "Aren’t we leaving?"

More anxious than he was. His eyes darkened, but he said nothing, and as she wished, he started the engine and drove away from Renxin Hospital.

On the night roads, his car drove at a steady pace, yet she broke out in a cold sweat and inexplicably felt a bit feverish.

He noticed her unease, his eyelids twitched, he rolled down the window, and then turned on the car stereo.

The chill of the night air, accompanied by the soft sounds of saxophone jazz music, finally calmed Jiayi down a bit.

"You seem very nervous," he said, looking straight ahead, his thick lashes flickering as he suddenly spoke up.

She felt as if someone had poked a shameful secret in her heart. Her face flushed red, and after a moment, she managed to say, "It’s nothing. I’m just thinking about Zaizai’s situation."

He didn’t speak again, merely pressed the accelerator and picked up speed.

Upon returning to the villa complex, the two got out of the car, entered the house, and went upstairs.

Seeing that he seemed to be heading to the study first, the sweat that had dried in her palms began to seep out again. Biting her lip, she called out softly, "Aren’t you going to sleep?"

As soon as the words left her lips, they seemed to explode like burning stars in the air.

She felt warmth on her back and could hardly lift her gaze to his, but didn’t regret it in the slightest, standing there quietly, waiting for his response.

His footsteps halted, and his eyes locked onto her.

Her change of attitude was perhaps a bit too swift.

Several seconds later, he spoke, "I need to deal with some work in the study first. I’ll come back early tomorrow to go to the hospital with you to see Zaizai."

She swallowed nervously, "Zaizai’s foot injury is nothing serious now, I can go see him tomorrow by myself. If there’s nothing wrong, I’ll bring him home in the next couple of days. You’ve been tired all day, you should rest first."

Then, she slowly walked over, helped him take off his tie, and removed his suit jacket.