Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 242 243: Do you know that your lover is a murderer?

When Zhao Zhen rolled downstairs, he saw Jiang Yi standing in the reception room on the second floor from the corner of his eye.

She stood tall, standing at the door of the reception room, with one hand in her pocket, looking at him like looking at an ant that had nothing to do with life and death, without any emotional wavering.

That cold feeling was more frightening than Fu Xiting's sense of killing.

The former is watching you go to hell with disdain for all sentient beings, and the latter is sending you to hell with your own hands, but the former is more cold-hearted than the latter, indifferent like a machine without emotion.

Suddenly, he thought of Jiang Fu.

That Jiang Fu whose every frown and smile is worth learning from.

"Death is just a necessary journey in life. It will be experienced sooner or later. It cannot be escaped or avoided. It is better to be prepared to accept it at any time than to be afraid. The greatest regret in a person's life is to always regret the past. Death —not terrible."

"My parents are both doctors. When I was young, I sat in the corridor of the hospital doing my homework. I watched those family members crying and sending people to the mortuary. I would think, what would happen if I was the person lying there one day."

"Death is not terrible, death with regret is terrible."

"Everything in this world can be traced, but after death, it is very difficult to find."

In Zhao Zhen's mind, Jiang Fu's words were repeated over and over again.

Scenes of the past kept playing out in his mind, and he didn't seem to think that he would think of the lost life after a year.

"I have seen too many deaths with regrets since I was a child, so I have carefully thought about every step I take in my life, and I don't want to leave regrets in life."

"If you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts."

Zhao Zhen suddenly felt that Jiang Yi was not Jiang Yi, but Jiang Fu who was possessed by a ghost.

Screams rang through the office.

The people in the office area instinctively wanted to help him up, but there was a bang sound from the stairs on the second floor, and everyone walking past stopped.

When I looked up to the second floor, I saw Wen Sirui casually bent over to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, that slow posture was completely different from the hurried colleagues downstairs.

As a result, everyone stepped hard.

Zhao Zhen lay on the ground and struggled desperately.

Looking at everyone, they sent out a look for help.

But in the past four weeks, no one has just made it to the top half.

"Why are you standing there? Call 120!"

Wen Sirui's voice awakened everyone who was stunned.

Everyone was startled and moved quickly.

Busy call 120.

Upstairs, Jiang Yi took out a towel from the drawer and took a look at the cup that Zhao Zhen had drunk.

"Boss Jiang," Wen Sirui saw Jiang Yi put down the cup when he entered.

"If the police come to investigate, please remember to tell the truth that you made a cup of green tea first, but felt that the quality of the green tea was not good, so you poured it out and replaced it with a new cup."

Jiang Yi's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear the slightest eagerness.

That indifferent look seemed like she was already familiar with this kind of thing, and it wasn't worth her worrying.

She had always regretted not stabbing Zhao Zhen to death last time, and today, no matter what, she would not give him a second chance.

Those who deserve to go to hell cannot live.

"Mr. Zhao, he——," Wen Sirui didn't know what was going on.

"Allergic to green tea, a cup of highly concentrated green tea was enough to kill him."

Wen Sirui gasped.

Looking closely at Jiang Yi, her attitude of wanting to kill someone and not hiding it makes people gasp unconsciously.

As if waiting for a day, she waited for a long time.

And Zhao Zhen will definitely die today.

Wen Sirui seems to have only met Jiang Yi today, this girl who entered the society prematurely, the calmness of her body that falls wherever she falls, makes people unable to move their eyelids.

She stands tall, with a straight back, which makes people feel that she is the god of this world.

The others are all ordinary people, they are all ants, and they are all pawns who linger on their last legs and enter the way of livestock.

"Can I ask, why?" Wen Sirui experienced this kind of thing in the first year of entering the mall, and the fear and panic in her heart were hard to hide. She was unprepared.

From a certain point of view, Jiang Yi is her classmate, her leader and her life mentor, the person who taught her everything through her life course and actions.

Jiang Yi smoked a cigarette from the drawer, put his hands together to light it, and looked a little far away: "Killing for life is justified."

Wen Sirui: ...

The reason why Jiang Yi became Jiang Yi is because she is unique.

It was only now that Wen Sirui could understand what Sihan said.

Once upon a time, she was quite curious why Sihan, the second generation ancestor, would willingly come to be a driver for others, but now, she seems to know Xiaoen.

Charisma is something that cannot be obtained without years of accumulation.

The reason why Jiang Yi knew about this was thanks to Zhao Ying.

One day, when they were still in the same unit, Zhao Ying answered the phone in the elevator, her tone was urgent, as if the other party would die if she was a second late.

"You know that Dad can't drink green tea and you still don't pay attention. Do you know that allergies can kill people?"

At that time, there were only her and Zhao Ying in the elevator. Hearing these words, Jiang Yi glanced at Zhao Ying.

She hurried into the elevator with her mobile phone in her hand, ran out in a hurry, and left the negotiation court like the wind.

She never expected that Zhao Zhen would pay a heavy price for what she said many years later.

The cigarette on the woman's fingertips flickered between her lips and teeth, and the atmosphere in the entire office building was in panic, and this panic had nothing to do with Jiang Yi, and Wen Sirui could even see a little pleasure from her face.

It's an almost cruel feeling.

The people downstairs were lying unconscious on the ground, and the people upstairs were smoking cigarettes in a leisurely posture. No matter how you looked at them, they didn't seem to be worried about others.

Today's Jiang Yi became murderous.

As for Zhao Zhen, it was hard to escape.

When 120 roared in, people in the office building scattered and talked to the ambulance crew about the situation.

"Suddenly it rolled down from upstairs, and we didn't dare to touch it."

The ambulance staff put the person on the stretcher and did not forget to comment: "It is right not to touch it."

In the afternoon of this day, news of Zhao Zhen's coma in Jiang Fu spread in the capital, and some people even made up a big drama in their brains.

"Why did Zhao Zhen go to Jiang Yi? Could it be that he wanted to seek justice for his daughter?"

"Then why did you faint? Could it be that you did something?"

"It doesn't look like it! I saw a photo posted on the forum saying that Zhao Zhen rolled down the stairs, it wasn't artificial."

"Is this Porcelain?"

"Or do you want to blackmail it?"

"In Jiang Yi's eyes, the Zhao family is probably like the old beggars on the road. They can't get rid of them. Except for Zhao Ying, it's Zhao Zhen, who will be dealt with one after another."

"The same is true for Zhao Zhen. He's getting old. If it's really his own fault, wouldn't he be wronged by someone else? Will Director Fu sit back and ignore it?"

.......
"Director Fu, something went wrong." At noon, Fu Xiting was reclining on a chair with his eyes closed, and Guan Qing knocked on the door and came in.

The man's eyelids were lifted slightly, and he looked at Guan Qing with slightly hazy eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Zhao Zhen went to find his little wife this morning and fell down from the second floor. There was news from the hospital that Zhao Zhen's current condition is—very dangerous."

Wow - as soon as Guan Qing finished speaking, Fu Xiting picked up the coat on the hanger and strode out.

And while walking, he ordered Guan Qing to prepare the car.

Guan Qing was stunned, and then hurried to catch up: "Director Fu, it's not wise for you to go over now. If there are media at the door, it will have an impact on the East Court."

There is nothing wrong with Guan Qing's thinking in the past. In other words, he was able to sit in his current position because of his dedication to the company.

But now—this approach is not appropriate.

Fu Xiting's life is not only about the company, but also Jiang Yi.

The man who used to devote himself to his career branched out in his life, diverting half of his energy to Jiang Yi.

Guan Qing's words didn't make Fu Xiting stop, the man moved forward eagerly.

Until you get in the car and leave the company.

"What happened?"

When Wu Jiangbai came up from downstairs, he saw Guan Qing standing at the elevator entrance with a troubled expression on his face.

Guan Qing sighed: "Something happened to the little lady."

"What happened?" Wu Jiangbai now unconsciously frowned whenever he heard the words "Little Wife" or "Jiang Yi".

Probably Jiang Yi brought him too much impact.

"Zhao Zhen had an accident in Jiang Fu, and now his life and death are uncertain."

Wu Jiang was shocked.

"Let Guo Siqing go there, and the manager of the public relations department will take people there."

This matter is no small matter, if Zhao Zhen died at Jiang Yi's place, they must be fully prepared.

The capital is in turmoil.

The first to be in turmoil was the Zhao family.

When Bu Si received the call, he stood up from his chair and said in a high tone, "What did you say?"

"Ma'am," Zhao Zhen's secretary choked up slightly on that side.

"Mr. Zhao fell from upstairs and is now being rescued."

In less than a year, Zhao Zhen first stabbed a knife in the north and now fell from upstairs. These accidents one after another caused the management of the company to complain.

A group without a backbone is like a mess.

Not to mention that there are people staring at each other.In the hospital, Zhao Ying rushed over in a hurry, stared at the secretary and asked, "Where did it happen?"

"Sir went to see Mrs. Fu this morning."

"It took about 10 minutes for Mrs. Fu to come to the company. The two met and chatted for a while. Mr. Zhao accidentally rolled down the stairs on the second floor when he left. Mrs. Fu has already called the police and activated the monitoring of the office building. Handed it over to the police, now the media are watching outside,

The answer given by the hospital is not very satisfactory. The media has heard the news and the news has been released. If the situation is really serious, the company's stock may not be able to bear it. "

Listening to the secretary's series of words, Zhao Ying's hand holding the bag was so blue.

"Why did father go to Jiang Yi?"

"Boss Zhao didn't say anything." The secretary didn't necessarily know everything.

Zhao Ying didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Jiang Yi. She looked down slightly, her thin lips pursed as if she was struggling.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

"Is that Zhao Zhen's family member?"

"I am," Zhao Ying stepped forward quickly.

"Tell me about the patient's situation. Do you know that the patient is allergic to green tea?" The doctor asked Zhao Ying very quickly while holding the list.

"I know," Zhao Ying replied.

"The patient drank a lot of green tea today, which caused the airway to swell. He is now in the stage of lung failure. The situation is not very optimistic. The family members have to sign the critical illness notice."

Zhao Ying was surprised: "I won't sign."

"Why do you have to sign? Shouldn't your doctors be trying their best to save people?"

When the nurse heard Zhao Ying's words, her face immediately turned dark: "Who said we didn't try our best to save people? If we don't try our best to save people, why would I ask you to sign this? If you yell, go out and yell, and if you don't believe us, we'll find another doctor. , if you don’t sign it, many first-aid measures in the surgery will not work, and you missed the best time, and it’s you who will regret it for the rest of your life.”

"Miss," the secretary reached out and pulled Zhao Ying's arm.

Signaled to her that now was not the time to be unreasonable.

He reached out to take the document from the nurse and motioned for Zhao Ying to sign it. Zhao Ying finished signing tremblingly, said sorry and handed the document back to the nurse.

Not far away, someone held up a camera to take a complete picture of the scene just now.

"What did the police say?"

"Why do you drink green tea? My dad clearly knows that he is allergic to green tea, so why would he drink green tea?"

"This matter must be Jiang Yi's fault," Zhao Ying always felt that this matter had something to do with Jiang Yi.

Her resolute tone wished to give Jiang Yi a life sentence in the corridor of the hospital.

"Mr. Zhao's allergy to green tea is only known to those close to him. If Mrs. Fu doesn't know about it, we can't do anything to her."

The problem lies here.

A suspicious person like Zhao Zhen would not expose his shortcomings to everyone.

Therefore, only a few people in the capital know that he is allergic to green tea.

Maybe even the one raised outside doesn't know.

"impossible----."

Zhao Ying roared angrily, and after the roar, she was taken aback for a moment.

Impossible what?
It's impossible that there is no way to do anything to her?
Or is it impossible to know that Zhao Zhen is allergic to green tea?

Here, the hospital was in chaos, and when Bu Si hurried over, the doctor had already issued the second critical illness notice.

……

At 25:[-] noon, Fu Xiting's car stopped at the gate of the office building, and the first thing he saw was the police car in the yard.

Fu Xiting was about to get out of the car, and the media around the door were commotions, shouting frantically with long guns and short cannons.

"Boss Fu? Someone on the Internet said that Mrs. Fu was suspected of murder. Is it true?"

"Director Fu, if Mrs. Fu really intends to murder Mr. Zhao, will you divorce?"

"Director Fu, do you know that your lover is a murderer?" the media shouted.

Fu Xiting, who was about to go to the office building, turned sharply and walked quickly to the media. Every blood vessel in his body became as hard as an angry lion: "Shut your dog's mouth."

(End of this chapter)