He Wants to Choose the Most Beautiful Female Doctor

"Where is he?"

Qiao Xi's voice trembled.

"He's being treated in the emergency room at the city hospital."

Gripping her phone tightly, Qiao Xi sprinted toward the emergency room like a whirlwind. The wind roared past her ears, and it felt like dark clouds were pressing down heavily over her head. Scenarios flooded her mind one after another.

Why was he in the emergency room?

Would he die?

"Young Madam!" Aunt Qian rushed over as soon as she saw her, hugging her and bursting into tears. "I don't know what happened! The young master suddenly started vomiting blood, lots of it!"

"How long has he been in there?" Qiao Xi's hands and feet were ice-cold, and cold sweat trickled down her back.

"Just a little while."

The emergency light above the room was still on.

Vomiting blood—what could it mean? Qiao Xi racked her brain in panic. If only she could take his pulse.

"Aunt Qian, please... try to calm down." Though Qiao Xi's voice tried to soothe Aunt Qian, her own fear gripped her tightly.

Moments later, the second branch of the Huo family arrived.

Du Juan and Huo Sijiao asked questions incessantly, while Huo Jiancheng's expression was dark and tense.

"How could this happen? Wasn't his condition improving under Cheng Han's apprentice?" Du Juan paced anxiously. "Did we overlook something?"

"Mom, I'm scared," Huo Sijiao whimpered, clutching onto Du Juan as she cried uncontrollably.

She recalled the night her brother had been in a car accident—the entire family had been consumed by dread and despair as they waited outside the emergency room. She had thought they'd never face such darkness again.

"It'll be fine. This time will be fine too," Du Juan reassured, trembling as she patted Huo Sijiao's back.

Qiao Xi stood silently to the side.

Two hours later, the emergency light went off.

Everyone rushed forward as the doctor emerged, pulling down his mask. "His condition isn't severe—he has a weak digestive system and suffered from food poisoning. He'll be fine."

Relief washed over everyone.

Huo Xingzhou was wheeled out on a mobile bed, his face pale but conscious.

"Xingzhou!"

"Son, are you feeling any discomfort?"

"I'm fine," he replied softly.

Huo Xingzhou's gaze swept past the others to the doorway, where Qiao Xi stood, her eyes rimmed red. He knew then that she hadn't taken his earlier words to heart.

"You all can leave now," he said. "I want to rest. Let Qiao Xi stay with me."

Since he had spoken, Du Juan had no choice but to oblige.

"We'll come back to check on you tomorrow."

Reluctantly, they left, and the room fell into silence.

Qiao Xi locked the door, pursed her lips, and approached him. Without a word, she took hold of his wrist.

Checking his pulse.

The pulse was strong and steady.

This wasn't food poisoning at all.

Her clear eyes fixed on him, demanding an explanation.

Huo Xingzhou touched his nose, then said, "It was just an act—to show the first branch of the family."

"Mr. Huo, you scared everyone," Qiao Xi said disapprovingly. "What's so interesting about pretending to have food poisoning?"

The corners of Huo Xingzhou's mouth curved slightly. "Huo Beiting is suspicious by nature. He won't believe it's just food poisoning. He'll assume we're hiding the severity of my condition."

"And then," he continued, "the doctor he bribed will tell him I'm suffering from organ failure and that my days are numbered."

Qiao Xi frowned. "How does that help you?"

"It doesn't," Huo Xingzhou replied, staring at her intently. "Little Miracle Doctor, I just wanted an excuse to see you during the day too."

His words made Qiao Xi's heart flutter, her limbs warming slightly.

"Don't joke around with me," she muttered.

Huo Xingzhou sighed. "Alright. My supposed grave illness will make the first branch bolder and more reckless. When Grandfather's seventieth birthday arrives, I'll have a special gift ready for them."

He intended to give Huo Beiting an opportunity to sign the wager agreement without hesitation.

Qiao Xi poured him a glass of warm water.

Huo Xingzhou accepted it, took a sip, and said, "Tonight, head home and bring your medical kit tomorrow. I'll need acupuncture treatments while staying at the hospital for now."

"Mr. Huo, I..."

"I know," he interrupted, his eyes deep and knowing. "You don't want anyone to know about our connection. Tomorrow, I'll make sure you're officially assigned to this ward."

Without pressing further, Qiao Xi nodded.

"Go home now. The driver is waiting for you outside. Be careful at night."

"Alright, I'll head out first."

After a nerve-wracking evening, she felt drained.

Qiao Xi changed out of her white coat and left. Driver Chen was waiting for her outside.

"Young Madam," he greeted, opening the car door.

"Thank you," she replied as she got in.

Not far away, the click of a camera captured the moment she entered the car.

...

The next day.

The hospital's medical department was buzzing with excitement, like a boiling pot. The interns whispered among themselves.

"A man with the last name Huo! Who else could it be in Haicheng?"

"Right, and he specifically asked for the prettiest, most skilled intern from the Acupuncture and Rehabilitation Department! Guess why he wants the prettiest one?"

"Come on, it's obvious—a wealthy heir from an elite family. Of course, he's looking for a romantic encounter!"

Some of the younger women were clearly intrigued, unable to suppress their fantasies.

Qiao Xi noticed that both Ye Manman and Wu Yapure were impeccably dressed and brimming with anticipation.

"Yapure, you go first."

Wu Yapure was practically glowing with excitement as she complied. Strutting confidently, she made her way upstairs after flaunting her look to the others.

Ye Manman offered polite compliments, but her eyes betrayed her competitiveness.

"No matter how good the opportunity, it'll never land on you," she sneered at Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi calmly arranged her belongings, ignoring the jab.

Not long after, Wu Yapure returned, her face streaked with tears and her makeup smudged.

"Yapure, what happened?"

"He asked about suffocating chest pain, deficient Yang energy, and which acupuncture points should be targeted. I'm just an intern—how would I know?" she wailed.

She sobbed uncontrollably. "He humiliated me, saying I wasn't qualified to be in this hospital."

Hearing this, Qiao Xi struggled to suppress a smile.

Wu Yapure's uncle, Director Wu, frowned. "Ye Manman, it's your turn."

"Got it."

Ye Manman straightened her posture and radiated confidence. She was no pushover like Wu Yapure and had memorized all the basic symptoms.

This was her chance to soar.

It didn't matter that the second young master of the Huo family was rumored to be infertile.

She was here for wealth and status.

...

Inside Room 2106, Huo Xingzhou was idly working on a world puzzle. He didn't bother to look up when the door opened.

Director Wu accompanied Ye Manman into the room.

"Second Young Master, this is Ye Manman. She's beautiful and exceptionally skilled," Director Wu said ingratiatingly.

Huo Xingzhou finally raised his head and glanced at her.

Ye Manman froze, her face flushing red as she became captivated by his stunning looks.

Steeling herself, she said confidently, "Mr. Huo, I'm ranked second in my field every year. You can test me on anything—you'll see I know all the basics."

Huo Xingzhou set the puzzle aside, frowning. "Do you have body odor?"