Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

When Yang Qingwei received the call, she was handing over documents to Sister Meng. The thin documents seemed to weigh a thousand catties, falling vertically from her hands, and the snow-white pages flew out and slowly fell to the ground.

"Where is he?" Yang Qingwei's voice was trembling. After getting the address, she immediately hung up the phone and asked Sister Meng for leave.

"What's wrong?" Everyone saw that her face paled instantly, she returned to her seat and put her things in her bag, saved the things in the computer, and pressed the button to shut down.

"I'm sorry I have to go first, I'm old...my friend is hospitalized!" Before leaving, Yang Qingwei said anxiously to Sister Meng, who nodded repeatedly and reminded her to remember to clock in.

Yang Qingwei left in a hurry, went downstairs and took a taxi to the hospital.

what happened?How could Fu Tingjun be hospitalized?Isn't he the big boss? How could he be hurt by so many people around him?

At this time, Yang Qingwei didn't realize that she cared about him at all, but only wanted to go to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, Yang Qingwei went straight to the inpatient department, and finally saw Fu Tingjun sitting on the hospital bed in the VIP ward. Yang Qingwei ran to his bedside worriedly and asked what was going on, regardless of other things.

The moment the door of the ward opened, Fu Tingjun smiled rarely when he saw her appearing at the door of the ward.

"How are you? How did you get hurt?" Yang Qingwei asked nervously, "Where did you get hurt?"

His left arm was tightly wrapped, but it was covered by the hospital gown. Yang Qingwei couldn't see it at all, and even reached out to grab his arm. He let go only when he heard his screams. In a panic, he rolled up his sleeve and saw Tears fell from the tightly wrapped arms.

"How did you hurt your arm? What did you do?"

Seeing her crying, Fu Tingjun became nervous. He looked at Xiao Zhao who had been standing by the side all the time, and Xiao Zhao retreated sensiblely.

"It's okay, don't cry!" Fu Tingjun wanted to wipe away her tears, but unfortunately, his left hand was tied with gauze and his right hand had a needle, so he was helpless.

Seeing that he was about to raise his arm, Yang Qingwei hurriedly asked him to put it down, wiped it with the back of her hand, and said in a nasal voice, "Don't move!"

"Then don't cry!" Fu Tingju bargained, and Yang Qingwei sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall so fast.

When her mood improved, Fu Tingjun asked her to find a chair to sit down. Only then did Yang Qingwei realize that she had been squatting beside his bed, her legs were a little numb when she got up, but fortunately she supported the bed.

He staggered and pulled the chair over to sit down, wrapping his soft little hands around and rubbing gently.

"Okay, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."

Yang Qingwei didn't believe it, "How could someone hurt you as a big boss? Where's your bodyguard? Don't you always bring a lot of people with you when you go out?"

"You treat me as a gangster and bring a lot of people with me. This is an accident." Fu Tingjun comforted, "The doctor also said it's okay, it's just a small wound."

"Will so much gauze be wrapped in a small wound? You think I'm stupid!"

"Aren't you stupid?" Fu Tingjun took her hand and teased her, "Are you off work at this time?"

"When are you still thinking about going to work?" Yang Qingwei scolded, "How long will you be raising this? Are there any precautions?"

Fu Tingjun squinted his eyes and looked at her for a while, then cleared his throat and said, "Well, I don't know, but it's certain that you can't carry heavy objects and don't get wet. Already!"

Yang Qingwei remembered them one by one, and before she had time to react, she heard him continue, "So, I will trouble Mrs. Fu to take care of me during this time!"

Yang Qingwei, who was taking notes with her mobile phone, suddenly raised her head when she heard this and met his smiling eyes. Yang Qingwei thought she had heard it wrong.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I will trouble you to take care of me during this time, Mrs. Fu!" Fu Tingjun repeated, Yang Qingwei felt that his head was not enough, and asked her to take care of him, wouldn't he go back to Zhenyuan?