Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 187 She was lying on the delivery bed, dripping with cold sweat...

The reputation of Mr. is so important, there is no need to stain it because of such a person.

Fu Jingxing bit his teeth to death, and then kicked him several times ruthlessly, panting like a trapped animal, being pulled aside by Zhou Shan and Gu Heng, Li Qian collapsed on the ground, as if he was dead, Zhou Shan took a step forward Checked his breath, shook his head at Gu Heng: "It's okay, I'm still angry."

Gu Heng also breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and said in disgust: "Call the hospital to pick him up, don't dirty the Fu family's land here."

Zhou Shan responded, and Gu Heng abruptly dragged Fu Jingxing into the car, and when he wiped the blood splattered on his body and face, Gu Heng realized that his hand holding the gun tightly was full of cracks, and the flesh and blood turned out, blurred. Gu Heng couldn't bear to look at it, but Fu Jingxing didn't seem to know that there was a wound on his palm, so he wiped the blood on his hand indiscriminately, and told Gu Heng in a soft voice: "Drive."

"Sir, you should go and treat the injury on your hand first..."

Fu Jingxing shook his head: "No need."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head to look at the wound on his hand, and suddenly remembered that at the engagement ceremony between her and Li Qian, his hand was injured, she was the one who bandaged him, and that time later...

at his engagement.

Fu Jingxing thought of her crying and held his hand, saying, Fu Jingxing, let me bandage your wound.

And at the end, the sentence she said to him when she turned to leave.

Give me a hug, okay?

He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and suddenly told Gu Heng to turn around: "Go back to Xingyao."

Gu Heng didn't dare to ask him, and drove back to Xingyao.

When Fu Jingxing arrived at Xingyao, he ordered the people in the advertising department to bring the full version of GY's perfume advertisement to his office.

The full version is comparable to a movie, which is more than an hour long.

He looked at the picture of her frame by frame, from the first meeting, the glimpse, to the last, he was in front of her coffin, weeping bitterly.

But he just played back the pictures and scenes with her repeatedly.

"Liu Bijun and Mr. Liao, are they also a couple in reality..."

Suddenly there was a crying female voice behind him, Fu Jingxing couldn't help but frowned and turned around, but it was the cleaning lady in his office who was standing behind him wiping her tears.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Jingxing was surprised, the office was obviously empty when he came in.

"Sir, I was cleaning your bathroom just now..."

Auntie Cleaning secretly took a look at Fu Jingxing's face. In fact, the big boss looked cold, but he didn't feel sorry for these low-level employees. The salary, benefits, and treatment in Xingyao are all first-class, and everyone does it. For several years, very few resigned.

"Sir, I'm going out now... I won't disturb your work."

Auntie Baojie has been in Xingyao for so many years, and Fu Jingxing is familiar with her. It was not a big mistake, and there was no need to pursue it, so he waved her and let her go out.

As soon as Aunt Baojie came to the door, Fu Jingxing suddenly stopped her again: "You said just now, are Liu Bijun and Liao Runsheng a couple in real life? Why did you say that?"

Auntie Baojie's eyes were red, and she said in a dull but simple way: "I don't know that much, but when I see the little girl in my neighbor's relationship, I look at her boyfriend with the same eyes as Liu Bijun looked at Liao Runsheng. The girl really likes her boyfriend, and they will be engaged soon..."

Fu Jingxing was startled for a moment, and after a while, he seemed to find his own voice, and waved his hand to let Auntie Cleaning go out.

He sat down again and played back the screen.

Back to the frame where Liu Bijun and Liao Runsheng first met.

She was behind the flower tree, half of her face was covered by a round fan, her apricot eyes were watery, as if she was full of love and endless desire to talk and shame.

He froze the picture, looked at her face, but remembered how she cried uncontrollably when she saw the script that day.

At that time, she said that she couldn't help crying because she was moved by the story, but thinking about it today, since it was her that night, what she experienced at that time was almost the same as that of Liu Bijun. She probably felt the same way...

But Liu Bijun loves Liao Runsheng deeply, and will not move until death, what about her.

She, Nie Zhangzhu, pushed him to Nie Yanrong.

He couldn't believe that a woman who had pushed him to other women countless times had affection for her in her heart.

Just like him, he would never tolerate any contact between Nie Zhangzhu and other men, and he would never tolerate her marrying another man.

Even if he faced her past predicament, he would grit his teeth and think of a better way instead of pushing her away and pushing her to another man.

To him, love is exclusive and domineering. If love can be surrendered, then what is it?

He turned off the computer, unwilling to think about anything related to her.

If she had never had affection for him, then this farewell would have passed without a trace, and there would never be any intersections again, but if she had also had him in her heart...Nie Zhangzhu, how do you want me to forgive you? .

He stood up and walked to the window. The snow was covering the sky, and next year would be a good year. He suddenly wanted to see if the saplings they planted could survive the severe cold.

But not long after, something happened again, related to Yiran, and also related to Fu's going to Hangzhou, so it was delayed day by day.

When the first snow fell in California, Zhang Zhu broke her amniotic fluid in the middle of the night. She was sent to the nearest private hospital by a kind neighbor couple.

The fetal position is not correct, the baby does not enter the basin, the amniotic fluid is about to run dry, and the oxytocin is used to wait for natural delivery.

Fearing that the child would suffocate due to lack of oxygen in the abdomen, the doctor cut open her stomach even before the anesthetic took effect.

Zhangzhu was dripping with cold sweat, and the screams gradually became hoarse at the end, and could no longer be uttered.

The nurse's hands were about to be scratched by her, and her lips were bitten so badly that she was in severe pain. Every time she was about to faint from the pain, the nurse would always call her name by her ear...

(End of this chapter)