Huo Xingzhou glanced at him and said, "Speak if you have something to say."
Wan Jiang swallowed nervously and finally spoke up, "President Huo, since that's the case, I'll just say it."
"Go ahead."
"Last time you stayed alone with Young Master Zhong for a while, and then our Young Master's wound split open and bled, he had a high fever in the middle of the night and vomited blood. Seeing him like that was terrifying, could you...could you not go in today?"
Wan Jiang was almost on his knees begging Huo Xingzhou.
Qiao Xi turned to look at Huo Xingzhou and said softly, "Assistant Wan, I think Xingzhou wouldn't hit anyone, let alone bully a patient, right?"
The latter part of her sentence didn't sound too confident.
Qiao Xi knew how Huo Xingzhou looked when he was jealous and angry. He wouldn't get physical, but the things he might say...could be quite unsavory.
