Chapter 1972
Jun Mohan still believed in Ye Ranran in his heart.

No matter what, she would never betray him.

And all of this is Fu Rong's trick.

He wanted to break them up and take advantage of it.

After thinking about this point clearly, he felt much clearer, and his mind quickly calmed down.

"She's taking a shower now, so she's not free." Fu Rong quickly hung up the phone.

At this time, Ye Liran brought Tang Sheng in from the door.

The gauze on Fu Rong's body turned red again.

And just now when Fu Rong hung up the phone too hard, he didn't care about the wound, and the wound opened even more severely.

"You don't want your own life?" Tang Sheng complained, "If this continues, I will not be able to save you."

The wound was cracked and cracked badly, and every time it cracked, the pain intensified.

Does he feel no pain at all?
Fu Rong didn't speak, but just looked at Ye Liran with burning eyes, he hoped to see a little bit of worry, anxiety and so on from her eyes.

But no, her eyes were so calm that he was afraid.

There was not a single ripple inside, as if the door of her heart was tightly closed, without leaving even the slightest gap.

Fu Rong discovered a fact in horror, maybe Ye Liran really let him go.

She really didn't care about him at all.

No, he would never allow that to happen, if not, he would force his way in.

"What are you still doing there? Don't hurry up and help." Tang Sheng said to Ye Ranran.

"Oh." Ye Liran walked over.

She took the gauze from Fu Rong's hand numbly, and when Tang Sheng applied the ointment, she helped to bandage it.

The technique is quite skillful, and Tang Sheng is quite satisfied.

"Okay, you'd better go and have a good rest first."

"Can't he take a bath?" Ye Liran deliberately asked.

Tang Sheng looked at her in disbelief: "It's all like this, you still want him to take a bath, how much do you want him to die?"

What should I do if the wound becomes infected?
"You shouldn't tell me this sentence, but you should tell him." It wasn't her who wanted to take a bath.

"I advise you to push him back quickly. If you do this again, I may easily kill him."

You know, she won't show mercy.

Embarrassed, Tang Sheng pushed Fu Rong away.

Ye Liran locked the door and lay down on the bed again.

She was worrying about how to get out, but she didn't know that there was a storm just now.

After Fu Rong hung up the phone, Jun Mohan was so angry that he dropped the phone.

Zhou Xian looked at him in fear, and was so angry, what did Fu Rong say that made him so angry?
"Make arrangements, I'm going to country F." Jun Mohan said angrily.

Fu Rong insulted him like this, if he can still swallow this breath, he is not a man.

"Now? Are you sure?" Zhou Xian asked in disbelief.

"That's right, now, arrange it immediately, I'm going to country F." He went to ask for someone in person, but he didn't believe it, and Ye Liran didn't go with him.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Tang Sheng pushed Fu Rong into his ward and asked people to guard him outside before he complained, "I told you, hard tricks may not work."

His method doesn't work, so let's change it.

"How long will it take to heal?" Fu Rong looked at the wound on his body.

"As long as you want, two days will be fine."

It turned out that Fu Rong's wound just now looked serious, but it was actually just a skin trauma, and it didn't bother him at all.

As for the real wound, he never let Ye Liran touch it.

(End of this chapter)

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