One moment he liked this person, next minute he liked another. Did he think he was the 'Chosen One'?

Song Yaoyao shoved her hands in her pockets and walked downstairs calmly.

She had never had any feelings for Huo Ningxi. When Huo Ningxi didn't cause her trouble, she was happy to live harmoniously with him. As for who he liked and who he decided to date, Song Yaoyao had no opinion.

Huo Ningxi paused as he heard a girl's mocking laugh behind him.

He knew it was Tang Xinrou, the girl who always followed beside Song Yaoyao, the Third Miss of the Tang Family.

His arms went stiff; he was actually a little scared to turn around and check if Song Yaoyao was there too.

Song Jingwan glanced down and secretly gritted her teeth.

She patted Huo Ningxi on the hand in an understanding manner and said gently, "Ningxi, you can put me down. There are only a few steps left. I can walk down on my own..."

Although she said this, she was hopeful that he would refuse.

But...

Huo Ningxi actually put her down and smiled at her thankfully.

"I'll support you. Be careful."

Only after he helped Song Jingwan into her wheelchair did he have the chance to turn around. Right at that time, Song Yaoyao reached the bottom of the stairs.

His throat twitched and he quickly called out to her.

For some reason, he felt a little guilty.

"Hey...Song Yaoyao! Let's leave together. Wait for me."

"Tch..." Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes. "Forget about it. You should just leave with Miss Song Jingwan so people don't misunderstand."

Song Yaoyao nodded. "No need. We aren't headed the same way."

This was the truth; she was heading to the hospital and visiting Auntie Wei after that.

"Hey!"

Huo Ningxi's screams were drowned in the sea of people. He looked in the direction that Song Yaoyao left and clenched his fists.

Song Jingwan bit the inside of her cheek so hard that it began to bleed. When she spoke, the irony taste of blood spread through her mouth. But she teased in a carefree manner, "Ningxi, would Yaoyao be jealous?"

"Her?"

Huo Ningxi's eyes lit up a little but he continued to act stubbornly as he said with disdain, "Why would she be jealous? Her entire focus is currently on my Small Uncle."

Even he, himself, did not realize how jealous his words sounded.

But an outsider always viewed the situation clearer than those involved.

Song Jingwan's heart burned like hot oil as she forced a brighter smile on her face.

"She loves denying what she truly feels. She never met Mr. Huo in the past, why would she like him?"

"That's enough. Let's not talk about her. I'll help you out."

Huo Ningxi shook his head, unhappy that they were talking about Song Yaoyao.

He understood, deep down, that Song Jingwan disliked Song Yaoyao.

But now that Song Jingwan was kind and understanding, and she was even joking with him, he felt a lot more relaxed.

The thing he feared the most was how she used to be obsessed with him. It was a lot of pressure.

...

These days, Song Yaoyao still visited Song Wenchuan every single day and she would apply acupuncture here and there. But the miracle that Dr. Wei Yuanfan hoped for, did not happen. He understood that hoping for a seriously injured patient to wake up was a ridiculous wish.

However, he still had hope in Song Yaoyao's mysterious medical skills.

Oh, by the way, he still had no idea that Song Yaoyao was the one who treated Elder Shen. Otherwise, he would not be able to face Song Yaoyao calmly at all.

All those that knew about Song Yaoyao had been ordered to keep their lips sealed. That way, no one would be able to find the miracle doctor no matter how hard they searched.

After all, who would expect the miracle doctor to be a high school student?