Chapter 392 - Your Husband’s Pretty Awesome (1/2)

Contrary to Su Qingsang nearly losing her mind as she was overwhelmed by anger, Huo Jinyao was always calm.

Su Chenghui might have outwardly calmed down, but he could still feel the faint rage in his heart. The anger was directed towards Su Peizhen.

He believed that Su Chenghui meant it when he claimed that he would go back and punish Su Peizhen. It wasn’t mere lip service.

However, if he could punish Su Peizhen, his daughter whom he had doted on for over twenty years, for Xiang Caiping’s sake, why was he always so cold towards Xiang Caiping’s own daughter, Su Qingsang?

The unsettling feeling Huo Jinyao had felt in the past resurfaced again. Somewhere deep down his heart, there was a flash of doubt.

Before he could think more about it, his phone rang.

It was Yang Wenchang. The driver responsible for the accident had already been apprehended by the traffic authorities. However, since Xiang Caiping was the one who stumbled onto the road herself, she had to shoulder the bulk of the responsibility.

Nevertheless, the driver was still locked up and his license taken away.

Huo Jinyao hung up and relayed the information to Su Qingsang. “Although the speed that the driver was going at was a little fast, he was still within the speed limit at the time.”

Therefore, besides being locked up for a few days and having his license revoked, there wouldn’t be any other severe punishment for him.

Su Qingsang did not say anything in reply to that. She only looked at Xiang Caiping and said, “I’m not concerned about the driver at all. I just want my mom to wake up soon.”

“Mom will be fine.”

“She will.”

Xiang Caiping was a good person, and a good person would get good karma.

Huo Jinyao managed to convince Su Qingsang about that. He glanced at the dinner Su Chenghui brought. He could smell it, and his stomach growled.

“Let’s eat.” He had initially wanted Yang Wenchang to order something, but they already had food here. “It’s a waste if you don’t.”

Su Qingsang threw him a look. He, of all people, would be concerned over wasting food?

“I don’t want to eat the food he brought.” Su Qingsang wasn’t acting out of spite. If Su Chenghui still wanted to protect Su Peizhen, she really couldn’t stomach accepting any offerings from him.

“I think you should eat.”

Huo Jinyao opened up the lunchbox and took out the dishes within. “Think about it. Your mom is unconscious. You can’t do anything about your dad for now. So why don’t you grab this opportunity to make your dad do something for you and your mom? As a way to get back at him?”

When he met Su Qingsang’s disapproving glare, he raised his hands in defense. “I’m being serious. Think about it. You should be thinking of ways to torture your dad. Why stop at making him get you dinner? You should make him do other things, like taking care of your mom, and more.”

“Nonsense. Who needs him to take care of my mom?” Su Chenghui might just make things worse.

“Right. Our mom doesn’t need him. We’re the only ones she needs.”

What Huo Jinyao said had made Su Qingsang glare at him, but she felt so much better after that.

She sat by the bed and studied Xiang Caiping’s sickly white face. “My mom won’t want him to take care of her.” She mumbled in a soft voice.

Xiang Caiping always drew a very distinct line when it came to love and hate. Now that she hated Su Chenghui so much, how could she stand letting him take care of her?

“Come, eat.”

Su Qingsang didn’t have any appetite, but she still ate a little.

After dinner, Su Chingsang went to enquire about Xiang Caiping’s medical history and some details with the doctor on duty.

The doctor who worked during that shift, Dr. Jiang, allowed Su Qingsang to look through the forms. Su Qingsang, a fellow medical practitioner herself, leafed through all of them.

When she read the report regarding the blood transfer and the expenditure written across the top of it, Su Qingsang stopped short. Xiang Caiping had type O blood?

She recalled that she was—

Before she could delve into that thought, Dr. Jiang started speaking. “Dr. Su, don’t worry. Your mom will be fine. As for the bills, your husband has already covered them.”