Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 394
Zhang Zhu was afraid that he would hurt her, so she didn't dare to let go for a second, holding his cold little hands, hugging him tightly in her arms, warming him tightly, wanting him to be more comfortable.

But in the middle of the night of the second day, Jiashu suddenly developed a high fever, and he began to mutter and talk nonsense. Zhang Zhu hugged Jiashu, who was hot all over, and sat on his knees in a daze, watching the light coming in from the window. far night sky.

Fu Jingxing, when will you find us, Fu Jingxing, I'm afraid Jiashu and I won't be able to hold on...

If Jiashu dies, I will definitely not be able to survive, Fu Jingxing, our family of three has been together for such a short time, I really can't bear to leave like this...

But... what should I do?Fu Jingxing, what should I do? I'm not a god, and I don't have the ability to turn the world upside down. At this moment, I can only hug my Jiashu and sit here waiting to die...

"Thirsty... Mom... water... I want water..."

The body that was already extremely dehydrated was even more dehydrated due to the high fever. The little man seemed to be flashing back, and suddenly struggled in Zhang Zhu's arms. The arm holding Zhangzhu seemed to be twitching, and the small body was twitching non-stop.

"Jia Shu, Jia Shu is good... Dad will be here soon, and there will be water soon..."

Zhangzhu hugged him helplessly, but Jiashu struggled harder and harder, he tried to open his eyes to see his mother, but his pupils seemed to be loose, Zhangzhu felt like the tide of despair was falling Coming in a storm, like a lunatic, she suddenly lowered her head and bit her finger fiercely. The bitten fingertips had bright red blood gushing out. Zhangzhu stuffed the fingertips into Jiashu's mouth, and the little child instinctively desperately suck. suck up...

Seeing that his sucking force is not weak, Zhang Zhu couldn't help crying with joy, as long as he still has the strength, even if all the blood in her body is drained, she will never hesitate at all.

But there was little blood on the finger, and Jiashu couldn't suck it out soon, so Zhang Zhu bit another finger and fed it into Jiashu's mouth without hesitation...

Maybe it was her psychological comfort, or maybe it was really her blood that had an effect. After ten fingertips had mottled scars, Jiashu gradually calmed down, and fell asleep in her arms with her eyes closed, but It was the breathing that was weaker than before, with small ups and downs.

Zhang Zhu unbuttoned his clothes, and hugged Jia Shu in his arms. After weaning, in fact, there were very few moments of intimacy between mother and child.

Naturally, her love for Jiashu is not in words, but probably only at this time, can she clearly realize once again the unforgettable bond of flesh and blood between mother and child.

This is her flesh and blood, a piece of flesh that fell from her body, not to mention biting off ten fingers, even if she trades her life for his, she will never hesitate.

Jiashu, you must hold on, you must live...

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It was already the sixth day since Zhang Zhu's mother and son disappeared.

Everyone actually had an ominous guess in their hearts, but no one dared to say a word in front of Fu Jingxing.

In the past few days, he has been so thin that he has lost his shape. He never sleeps with his eyes closed at night. Nie Mingrong tried to persuade him to take a rest, but he just shook his head.

The proprietress of the bar that Gu Heng has been sending people to follow, she didn't make any changes, she went to the bar at ten o'clock in the morning every day, stayed for an hour, went out to have lunch with friends, came back at three o'clock in the afternoon, and stayed until around ten o'clock in the evening , driving home, the closing time of the bar is one o'clock in the morning, and her life has not changed or abnormal in the past few days.

After Fu Jingxing listened carefully to Gu Heng's reply, he stared at the photo in his hand for a long time.

"Sir, is there any question?" Gu Heng noticed his behavior and couldn't help asking.

"You find all the photos and information of Jiang Luyun's previous assistants when he was at Xingyao, and bring them to me."

Fu Jingxing pointed to the photo of the proprietress: "I think she looks familiar, I must have seen her before."

At nine o'clock in the evening on the sixth day, Dong Xue, the proprietress of the bar, was about to drive back to her apartment.

When she packed up and took the car keys and was about to leave, she saw a few uninvited guests coming in from the bar.

The corners of Dong Xue's lips twitched slightly, and she put down the car keys again.

Fu Jingxing ignored the waiter who came up to him, and went straight to Dong Xue. He pushed the two photos in front of Dong Xue: "Dong Xue, long time no see."

"Boss Fu, long time no see."

Dong Xue didn't look at those photos, she raised her bright red lips, stood up and signaled the waiter to leave, and no one was allowed to disturb her.

"A few years ago, you were fired by Jiang Luyun. Now you have changed your face, but you have a close relationship with her. Dong Xue, what are you planning?"

Fu Jingxing asked straightforwardly. Dong Xue sat there, but remained motionless: "Boss Fu's words are interesting. Now that micro-plastic surgery is so developed, which little girl who loves beauty hasn't done it? I'm just following the crowd, if not, With my previous appearance, can I find a boyfriend who is as rich as I am now? And also be the proprietress of the bar?"

"I'm Ms. Jiang's former assistant. Naturally, I'm closer than ordinary people. She often comes to my place to drink, and it's nothing too close."

Dong Xue smiled lightly, and asked Fu Jingxing and the others: "Would you like something to drink? Miss Jiang likes the cocktail I made the most, 'Wrong Way'."

Gu Heng just wanted to speak, but Fu Jingxing nodded: "Alright, I also want to try your handicraft."

Dong Xue stood up and went to mix the drinks. She was skillful in her movements and was obviously used to all these things.

After a while, four glasses of wine were placed in front of several people. Fu Jingxing reached out to pick them up and took a sip: "It's really good."

But it's not to the point where Jiang Luyun is obsessed with drinking a few cups every day.

"Mr. Fu, why are you here today?"

Dong Xue's slender fingers gently tapped the table top, she took out the cigarette case, took out a slender lady's cigarette, and asked Fu Jingxing: "Mr. Fu, don't you mind?"

　A mother's love for her child has never been reserved~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)