Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 249 If I guessed correctly, Mr. Fu asked you to come and see me.

Yiran, what should I do, I have no way to go back, I really, can't go back...

If... If I really fell, will you be disappointed in me?Will you, forgive me?
You won't, I know, you, like Fu Jingxing, already hate me very much, don't you?

Jiang Luyun finally cried softly, but this was the path she chose, even if her feet were dripping with blood, she no longer had the right to call for pain.

Jiang Luyun didn't know when she fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, she seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago. At that time, she was only 17 years old.

At that time, the blue sky was amazing, and the soft wind made people drowsy. She lay on the grass, resting on Yiran's legs, closed her eyes and listened to the sound of petals falling from the tree.

Fu Jingxing read English with earphones, her voice was deep and precise, she quietly opened her eyes to look at him, the young man's extremely handsome face was serious and dedicated, she felt that her heart was gradually becoming chaotic...

Ke Yiran lowered his head and kissed her hair, he asked her, what do you want to eat at noon?
She slowly withdrew her mind from the boy who was reading the English novel, smiled brightly at Yiran, and chattered endlessly...

At that time, they were young, he loved to chat and she loved to laugh...

In Jiang Luyun's sleep, tears kept flowing out. That dream, until the end, had no end, but the two people around her all abandoned her...

Never, never come back.

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On the second night after Zhangzhu's operation, she suddenly developed a high fever.

At dawn, the heat on her body dropped a little, but she was still drowsy, and the gunshot wound on her shoulder seemed to have signs of infection. The surrounding area of ​​the wound was red, swollen and inflamed, and pus gradually began to fester.

Qu Fengchi was very anxious. After all, the hospital still had limited conditions. He went through the transfer procedures immediately and sent Zhang Zhu to the California State Hospital.

When Xie Chongjin went, he happened to miss out, and when he found the state hospital, Zhangzhu tactfully refused to see him.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter. She was already weak and depressed, and couldn't sleep at night. The injury healed very slowly.

The recurrent fever lasted for three full days before it was temporarily stabilized. The festering wound on her shoulder also showed signs of healing, but every time she changed the dressing, she still burst into tears from the pain.

Qu Fengchi's heart ached, but there was nothing he could do. Every time he saw the hideous scar on her shoulder, he felt regret, pain and hatred.

None of this would have happened if he hadn't gone to California to find her...

But if he didn't go, how would he know that Fu Jingxing would treat her like this.

She pretended nothing happened, always smiling in front of Fanyin and Jiashu, when Fu Jingxing shot her, she didn't seem to be very sad, except for the pain of the wound, he never saw her shed tears.

But he could just feel that all of this was actually an illusion. In fact, her heart had never been clear.

It's just that she doesn't want to let anyone know.

Xie Chongjin stayed for three days, visited her several times and asked to visit her, but she refused all of them.

Until the end, when Xie Chongjin was about to return, he came to the door again.

She looked at Jia Shu who was sitting there obediently reading picture books, then suddenly changed her mind and asked Qu Fengchi to call Xie Chongjin in.

Qu Fengchi didn't say much, and signaled Fanyin to take Jiashu back to the room, and he also got up and left the ward.

When Xie Chongjin entered the door, it was just dusk, and outside the window were clouds like raging fire, burning the whole sky red. She was sitting quietly leaning against the bed, her pinstriped hospital gown was spacious and empty, and her long hair was matted. Braided, just hanging on the chest.

His face was a little pale, but it wasn't too bad, his lips were also light, but his eyes were still black and bright.

Xie Chongjin put the supplements and flower basket she brought on the table in the ward, she nodded slightly to him, and thanked him softly.

Xie Chongjin frowned, thought about it, and asked with concern: "Miss San, how is your injury?"

Zhangzhu smiled slightly, and dimples appeared on her cheeks, just like the sweetness in his memory, but Xie Chongjin clearly felt her transformation and obvious alienation.

"Mr. Xie, if I guess correctly, Mr. Fu asked you to come."

She was so straight to the point, Xie Chongjin was taken aback for a moment, he was worrying about how to mention this, but now he doesn't have to worry.

He nodded: "Yes, he actually asked me to come to California, he..."

Zhangzhu raised her hand slowly, motioning him not to continue, "You can thank him for me, my injury is no longer a problem."

Her tone was calm, as if Fu Jingxing didn't shoot her at all, as if she just had a small cold, she was not angry, nor angry, nor disheartened, she just used such a calm and calm attitude. Attitude expresses everything she wants to express.

Xie Chongjin's heart sank slightly unconsciously. A woman has lost even the desire to be angry with you. It can be seen that her heart is probably completely dead.

This time, it really went too far.

Xie Chongjin wanted to tell Zhang Zhu about Yiran, but as soon as he mentioned this topic, Zhang Zhu smiled at him: "Mr. Xie, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well..."

Xie Chongjin had no choice but to stop talking, but he was still a little unwilling: "Miss San, I know that you deserve to die for committing such a crime, but you can't help but think about it, it's not out of your own will..."

"Mr. Xie, he made it clear to me that night. I have long since broken up with him and have nothing to do with him. I am very grateful that you came to visit me on his behalf. Other than that, you don't need to say anything else. , I'm not interested in listening to this either."

(End of this chapter)