Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

It's not that Fu Xiting has never been drunk.

In their industry, getting drunk is commonplace.

Drinking into the hospital is even more common.

Just like today, it is not common.

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting who was helped in by Fang Chi and Guan Qing, and was stunned for a few seconds: "How much did you drink?"

Guan Qing put Fu Xiting on the sofa in Jiang Yi's ward, sweat dripping from his temples.

June, the end of summer.

There is only one day left in July.

Fu Xiting slumped on the sofa in a drunken state.

He frowned, feeling quite disgusted.

On the contrary, Fang Chi and the others are sincere friends, and they seem to be quite handy in serving Fu Xiting.

Before the few people went out, the doctor came in and pulled out the needle. Jiang Yi sat on the bed with a cotton swab and looked at Fu Xiting who was moaning on the sofa.

Potions for a while, going to the bathroom for a while, in short - extremely noisy.

At ten o'clock, the people in the ward left one after another, leaving only a drunk and a sick ghost who was dying.

Jiang Yi sat on the bed and looked at the unconscious Fu Xiting.

He stared at him for a long time, then sighed, feeling a little helpless in his heart, originally he didn't want to care about his life, but he really couldn't bear it, he coaxed and hugged him when he was sick, and he couldn't go too far when he came to him.

Among them, I can't bear to feel sorry for my conscience, and there is also a little love mixed in it.

Anyone who takes that position knows that some wines cannot be pushed away.

Jiang Yi walked to the sofa with the blanket in his arms, and was about to bend over to cover Fu Xiting's body. The man's tightly closed brows and eyes were lifted instantly, and his sharp eyes shot out like sharp knives. He wished to cut the person in front of him into pieces. At that moment, Jiang Yi suddenly let go of his defenses. He was drunk, but he was still half awake.

The palm that was holding Jiang Yi's arm slowly loosened half a point, and took advantage of the situation to hug him into his arms.

Gently comforting her with his gentle palm, alcohol-stained words flowed out of Jiang Yi's ears: "I scared you."

Jiang Yi knew that Fu Xiting was very guarded. During the first period of time when they lived together, this person would wake up with a start every night, and the reason for waking up was only because she got up to go to the bathroom.

But it was in Yu Garden at that time, and I probably knew it subconsciously, and I didn't have much reaction.

But today, in an unfamiliar environment, the eyelids that this person suddenly opened are enough to represent everything,

Jiang Yi was puzzled for a while, then stretched out her hand to gently caress Fu Xiting's cheek, her thumb slowly walked on his cheek, and the woman's low whisper followed: "Sleep! No one will come."

"Hey, I drank too much," Fu Xiting rubbed Jiang Yi's neck, soft words came out of his throat.

Jiang Yien said, and the hand touching his cheek changed to touching the back of the man's neck: "I know."

"Will you be angry?" Fu Xiting's voice was buzzing.

Jiang Yi smiled faintly: "No, I'm not that unreasonable."

"You don't have to be unreasonable," Fu Xiting didn't want Jiang Yi to become as cautious as in his previous life, which was of no benefit to him.

"I'm looking for a wife, not a partner. I don't need you to be sensible, and I don't need you to be sensible. Baby, you just need to be yourself."

Jiang Yi didn't know whether Fu Xiting drank too much or he drank too much.

Why does every word of this man make her heart flutter, and she is completely drunk.

Fu Xiting's wine probably got into her head?

Seeing that his lover hadn't responded for a long time, the man slightly raised his forehead to stare at her, and gave a questioning hum?
Jiang Yi restrained his mind and nodded: "I know."

In the middle of the night, Zou Yin woke up in a dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw the ceiling in the duty room.

After coming out of Yi Tian's study in the afternoon, he felt restless.

His mind was filled with the scenes of Jiang Yi's childhood, and the scene of her holding the tomb.

These vivid scenes are like poison.

Bit by bit, it devoured her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

Zou Yin sat up from the single bed, picked up the jacket on the side and put it on her body, opened the door of the rest room to leave.

Seeing this, the nurse on duty was a little puzzled: "Doctor Zou, is there something wrong?"

"No, I'm going out to see the patient, you guys rest for a while," Zou Yin responded softly.

The nurse nodded.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zou Yin walked around the long corridor of the hospital and walked to Jiang Yi's ward.

In the ward, the lights were on.

Zou Yin stood at the door and struggled for a long time.

The feeling of wanting to see Jiang Yi and explain to her is particularly urgent.

But even if it is urgent, it will be scary.

Once Jiang Yi questioned her, how should she respond?
Still using the same rhetoric as a child to prevaricate her?

Zou Yin leaned against the wall, closed her eyes slightly, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.

Tangled, struggling, sad, unbearable, and other emotions are all staged.

At 45:[-], Fu Xiting's arm around Jiang Yi was numb from the pressure, and he moved slightly. The person who had never entered a deep sleep also woke up slightly.

When he raised his eyes in a daze, a familiar face was reflected on the glass window of the ward. The moment Jiang Yi froze, although Fu Xiting didn't look back, he also saw the person standing at the door through the window glass.

At midnight, it was another thrilling experience.

Zou Yin never came in, and Jiang Yi never spoke.

Fu Xiting's fingertips slowly landed on Jiang Yi's back, comforting him gently. Three to five minutes later, the stiffness of the person in his arms gradually softened, and his cheeks were buried in his shirt, with tears layer by layer poured into his chest.

The scorching heat made Fu Xiting's breathing weak.

The person who was originally drunk was sober by seven or eight points at the moment, maybe he got better after sleeping, or maybe it was Jiang Yi's credit.

Fu Xiting pulled up the blanket beside him and covered Jiang Yi.

At [-]:[-], there was a low humming sound from the ward. Fu Xiting held Jiang Yi in his arms and hummed a song "Baby".

Like every mother who puts her child to sleep at midnight.

He kissed her hair, stroked her back, hummed a song to lull her to sleep.

This is Fu Xiting, the Fu Xiting who controls the overall situation and kills decisively.

In 08, Jiang Fu had contacts with Fu Xiting at work.

That day, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the two met on the golf course. Between the mountains and forests, the breeze blew, and the golf course was quiet, only the rustling of leaves could be heard.

When Jiang Yi followed Guan Qing all the way to the lawn, he saw a man kneeling behind Fu Xiting from a distance. The man was in a suit and leather shoes. Judging from the texture of the clothes, this man should be in a high position, and his hair was combed meticulously. If it wasn't for him at this time Jiang Yi would have thought that this man was Fu Xiting's right-hand man with his steady movements and trembling body.

The man was frightened and frightened. Fu Xiting stood tall, wearing a white sportswear, and slowly stroking the ball with a golf club.

That day, Jiang Fu was wearing a white sports skirt, before she walked in, she heard the man kneeling behind Fu Xiting crying for mercy with his nose and tears.

She stopped and looked at the scene in front of her.

And Fu Xiting probably sensed that someone was coming, so he stopped what he was doing, looked back at her slowly, and looked at her as if chatting about household chores while pulling off his gloves: "I made Judge Jiang laugh."

Jiang Yi smiled slightly.

Fu Xiting glanced at Fang Chi beside him, and motioned for him to take him down. Seeing this, the man was instantly terrified.

Calling for mercy loudly, the entire golf course with a fierce voice was filled with his tragic shouts, and the cries and begging for mercy were mixed together, quite polluting the environment.

Fu Xiting didn't seem to be affected at all, standing tall, dressed in white, he was as pure as a flower from the other side that hadn't been stained with blood, alluring and dazzing.

It seems that fireworks in the world cannot pull him down from the altar.

But now-

He hummed nursery rhymes to coax his crying wife.

Killing decisively turned into soft fingers in an instant in front of her.

The gods returned to real life.

Dance with mortals.

……

"Doctor Zou, there's an emergency call," Zou Yin said as soon as Zou Yin left the front foot, the back foot emergency call came, and the nurse followed her all the way to come.

Seeing her leaning against the wall from a distance, she had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, but when Zou Yin called out softly, when Zou Yin looked back, the tears on her face caught her eyes and she was startled.

"Doctor Zou, what's the matter with you? Are you all right?"

The nurse hurried over to help Zou Yin. Zou Yin and his wife have stayed in the hospital for so many years and have made certain achievements in the academic world. Not to mention 90.00%, [-]% of the whole hospital knows these two people, and these two people usually Li is extremely friendly to his subordinates and patients, and he is also very popular in the hospital.

Zou Yin suddenly appeared in the hospital today with tears all over her face. The last time everyone talked about this, it was her daughter who died.

Today... why?
Zou Yin wiped away her tears in a panic, and stroked the little nurse's hand: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

"Doctor Zou..." The little nurse hesitated to speak.

He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Isn't there an emergency? Let's go!"

Zou Yin stabilized her mind, pretended to be calm and left.

When the little nurse turned to leave, she glanced at the numbers on the ward and felt strange.

On July [-], Jiang Yi was discharged from the hospital and returned to Yu Garden.

At this time, Qian Xingzhi and Sihan are still investigating the matter outside.

Jiang Yi wanted to go back to the company wholeheartedly, but Mr. Fu rejected her idea with a black face.

The implication: "Not bad for this day."

Thursday, July [-]st.

A day off is another weekend.

The one day that Fu Xiting said was actually four consecutive days off.

The first thing Jiang Yi did when returning to Yu Garden was to find cats, but those two cats went wild in the mountains and forests early this morning.

Jiang Yi shouted cats all over the room but didn't call out these two little things.

Mr. Fu stood in the living room on the first floor with a glass of water and looked at his wife who was busy going up and down. When he saw someone coming down from the second floor, he asked quite leisurely and elegantly, "Didn't you find it?"

Jiang Yi hummed.

"Just got out of the hospital, don't be so tired," Fu Xiting handed the water glass in his hand to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips, took a few sips from the cup.

When she caught a glimpse of Suxin coming towards her from the corner of the eye, she put the cup in her hand on the coffee table: "How?"

"Ma'am, a call came from the guardhouse saying that two cats have run away into the forest."

Jiang Yi frowned in displeasure, probably because he was displeased that he hadn't seen the two cats when he came back, but he also knew that they were wild, so he didn't say anything.

"If Madam is worried, I'll send someone to go up the mountain to look for it." Su Xin observed her words and expressions, and recalled her husband's attitude of holding people in his hands recently, and dared not neglect her.

How could Jiang Yi fail to see that Suxin's words were based on careful consideration, and she was not a vicious capitalist who would embarrass her servants for the slightest thing, and Suxin was not bad on weekdays.

"Forget it, it won't be a waste of time and money for a cat," Jiang Yi responded leisurely, reaching out to pick up the cup he had just put down, and continuing to drink water casually.

Fu Xiting stood aside, completely grasping the emotions in Jiang Yi's eyebrows, squinting at Su Xin, and moved his chin slightly towards the courtyard.

The latter understood, left the residential building, and took the guards to the woods.

In July, all things are merciful.

After returning from Shanghai, the relationship between the husband and wife has gradually warmed up. Fu Xiting has been by Jiang Yi's side for several days, and the bosses of Dongting Group have already complained. Some of the bosses had unsatisfactory physical examination results before, and Fu Dong gave up his stall later. This East Court is almost leaderless.

Those who said a few days ago that they would reduce their workload would renege on their promises within three to five days.

Apart from smoking and sighing, Wu Jiangbai and the others shook their heads helplessly.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.Jiang Yi was sleepy, and the person who was answering emails in the study lay down on the desk. Just about to take a nap, Fu Xiting picked him up by the waist and put him on the bed. When he was lying down, she repeatedly told Fu Xiting to wake her up at 02:30. agree.

But until Jiang Yi opened his eyes again, it was almost five o'clock.

Did Fu Xiting go upstairs at 02:30?

On it.

At that time, someone was reporting to work. He glanced at his watch, stood up abruptly, and left the reception room with big strides. Everyone was dumbfounded.

After Fu Xiting went upstairs, he saw that Jiang Yi was still in his sleep, and his brows were stretched out. His previous tense look was gone. After taking off his defenses, he was surrounded by a group of soft lights, like a child without defense.

The man bent slightly and kissed her fair cheek. In his sleep, Jiang Yi seemed to feel something, and without a sound, he pulled up the quilt and buried himself in it.

Fu Xiting smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and peeled the man out of the quilt.

As dinner time approached, the servants were busy in the back kitchen. Jiang Yi didn't know that the high-level executives of the East Court had returned, so he just woke up and went downstairs barefoot in home clothes, just about to go to the restaurant. I heard someone sighing in a low voice: "The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao!"

Not seeing each other for a few days, Fu Xiting's figure became visibly thinner. First, he had meetings for several days, then he got drunk, and then he took care of his lover in undressed clothes.

Someone laughed and said, "Can you go and say this to Chairman Fu?"

The man said again: "Don't dare."

"Love is poison!" The two stood aside and smoked, their tone of voice sounded like parents who were worried about their children.

"Other women found Mr. Fu, wishing to enjoy the life of a wealthy family at home, but this Miss Jiang, who turned the clouds upside down and shook the world, heard that she flew all the way to Shanghai to snatch him at the entertainment venue two days ago. Judgment Zhao's case."