Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 630 A Tingling Pain Suddenly Comes From My Heart

There was a trace of solemnity in Fu Chong's eyes, and then he looked at Fu Xuan who was not far away.

"Xiaoxuan, you go back first, and tell the others that your cousin is going to train recently, and no one wants to see him."

Fu Xuan nodded. She was innocent and didn't see that the old man wanted to drive her away.

Bai Qiu was also taken away long ago, and now only Fu Chong, Fu Song, and Sheng Mian are left here.

Fu Chong raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, "What could be the sequelae?"

Qin Bohuai shook his head, "We won't know until Yancheng wakes up."

Fu Yancheng was pushed back to the ward, his face was very pale due to excessive blood loss.

Sheng Mian was sitting beside the hospital bed, feeling at a loss for a moment.

"Mianmian."

Fu Chongchu walked in with a cane, wanted to say something, but finally sighed.

Until the afternoon, the few of them didn't eat anything, they were waiting for Fu Yancheng to wake up.

Seeing Sheng Mian wipe the sweat off Fu Yancheng's forehead and every fingertip with a tissue, Fu Chong sighed heavily again.

I only blame my grandson for being unlucky.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Yancheng moved his finger.

The doctor came over to check for a while, and then told the old man to eat something, or if he waited any longer, his body would have problems first.

Fu Chong just sat aside, like a sculpture.

Fortunately, Fu Yancheng woke up at this time.

His head was still wrapped with gauze, looking at the white top of his head, a look of sharpness flashed across his eyes, and he sat up quickly, but the severe pain in his head made him frowned again.

Fu Chong hurried over and asked warmly, "Yancheng, are you okay?"

Fu Yancheng only felt the pain in his head. He looked at the other party weakly, and then slowly leaned against the head of the bed, his voice was hoarse.

"grandfather."

Fu Chong's eyes turned red immediately, and tears fell down.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Fu Yancheng drooped his eyelashes, and his lips were a little pale.

Knowing that he was suffering, Fu Chong patted his hand, "Take a good rest. I have sent Yao Rong away. Your father and mother will also divorce this time. You don't have to make do with these people in the future."

A dazed look flashed across Fu Yancheng's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

The ward fell into silence, Sheng Mian helped the old man up, and asked people to send the old man back first, lest the old man suffer here.

Fu Chong grabbed Sheng Mian's hand and spoke with sincerity.

"Mianmian, although this kid is not a thing, but you can come to the hospital, it shows that you still have him in your heart, and you will have to work hard these few days."

Sheng Mian subconsciously glanced at Fu Yancheng, he must have heard this, why didn't he respond?
"Grandpa, I will."

Both the old man and Fu Song have left, and Fu Song has been very busy, hardly going back to Fu's house.

But this time he must divorce that poisonous woman!

In a blink of an eye, there were only Sheng Mian and Fu Yancheng left here, she closed the door, and she was even ready to be questioned by him.

She approached slowly, first took a glass of water from the side, and put it in his hand, then explained: "Mr. Fu, you heard it just now, in fact, I"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yancheng uttered two words, "Who are you?"

There was scrutiny and indifference in her eyes, exactly the same as when she first met him.

Sheng Mian's whole body froze, a tingling pain suddenly came from his heart, it was very faint, but it couldn't be ignored.

Fu Yancheng only took one look at her, then looked away lightly, "Who is the other man who was here just now?"

He was talking about Fu Song.

It seems that he only remembers Fu Chong.

Because he grew up with Fu Chong.

Sheng Mian immediately found Qin Bohuai, and after an inspection, Qin Bohuai reluctantly gave a word.

"The aftereffects of the two injuries may cause memory confusion or memory loss. It will take a while for him to heal. What's more, he cannot be stimulated, so he needs to recover slowly."

When Fu Yancheng saw Qin Bohuai, his expression was very pale.

He showed his true self, he was indifferent to everyone and didn't care.

He no longer looked at her with that burning, wanting look in his eyes.

This is good.

Well, hello everyone.

Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes, trying to ignore the discomfort in her heart.

"I'm President Fu's secretary."

Fu Yancheng didn't speak, didn't even look at her, and lay back on the bed.

Sheng Mian told Qi Shen about the situation here, emphatically emphasizing that the current Fu Yancheng can't stand the stimulation, and then called the old man, who sighed heavily over there.

"Grandpa, I'll take care of him here."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the sleeping Fu Yancheng.

Under the light, his skin became whiter, but he still looked weak.

Inexplicably, she stretched out her hand, trying to brush away the few strands of hair that covered his eyebrows and eyes.

But he opened his eyes at this moment, looking at her with that sharp, vigilant look.

"What do you want to do?"

Sheng Mian hurriedly turned her hand to the pillow in embarrassment, "The pillow is not smooth."

Fu Yancheng's face was very cold, and he stopped talking.

In the next half month, Sheng Mian finally knew how indifferent he would be.

For fifteen whole days, he never took the initiative to speak a word to her, and he rarely set his eyes on her.

(End of this chapter)