The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 54

The two seem similar, and this subtle difference is like cold and cold.

I was made a little uncomfortable by him, and I shook my fingers: "Husband?"

He looked back at me, bewildered.

I stretched out my palm and shook it in front of his eyes: "Baby?"

He finally woke up, scratched his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"What was your expression just now?"

"I just imagined that finger was him." He said honestly: "Then the more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Just as I was about to bite his head off, you suddenly shook it."

I nodded his little forehead: "Thanks to my fast movement!"

"Hey..." He took my hand and kissed me hard.

Fanyin has been practicing for several days, but he still hasn't developed that feeling, which made us feel distressed for a while.

But the guy has a new idea: "Shall I steal some pictures of him?"

"He has a picture?"

"Maybe not."

"Then what are you stealing?" It was useless to say.

"It's definitely on the papers."

"Wait a minute." I suddenly remembered: "He has a wedding dress at home."

He blinked, not knowing why.

"There is a wedding dress, will there be wedding photos?" I said, "Go ask the stars?"

"I can't see the stars." He said tangledly: "The stars are at the house of the perverted mother. She said that the stars were taken by her husband to travel."

"Then pretend it quickly!" I urged, "If you act like one, you can go back and get the photos!"

"You don't need a photo if you can pretend!" He drooped his head miserably.

"Then..." It is indeed better to imitate with a reference object: "Can you find surveillance?"

He rekindled his hope: "Where is the surveillance?"

My house should be monitored, and Fanyin is always messing with my laptop, definitely not just for playing.But Pu Lan knew that the matter of his split personality had not been finally resolved, and I couldn't be discharged from the hospital, so there was no way to get it.

The only place left to get it is the hospital.

I told Fanyin my thoughts, and he immediately said, "Then I'll go find out where the surveillance room is!"

"What are you asking for!" The elm head said, "Order directly."

"How can I order, I don't pretend to be like it."

"Just pretend for a while." I puffed up my chest, straightened my face, and pointed to the chair to demonstrate to him: "Come here. Take me to the monitoring room. Isn't it over?"

"Oh!" He became excited, his face full of surprise: "My wife, you act like it! I think it would be good for you to say it!"

"I don't look like him at all!"

"Oh……"

In the afternoon, Fanyin recited this sentence for a long time by herself, and kept standing up to demonstrate it, and finally she looked a little better.

When Fanyin confirmed again and again that he was ready, I asked him to lean back on the chair and put his arms on the armrest.Take a deep breath and get ready, then ring the emergency bell.

Doctors and nurses rushed in, but Fanyin remained silent.

This guy must have forgotten the words!

Seeing that the doctor was at a loss, I hurriedly said, "Mr. Fan asked you to take him to the monitoring room." While pinching the flesh on the back of Fanyin's hand.

The doctor looked at Fanyin.

Fanyin finally came to his senses, and said blankly, "Listen to her."

right!That's what it feels like!This look, this feeling, this line was improvised by him, but it fits the situation and the character of the character very well!

I hurriedly said, "Take me one."

He glanced at me coldly: "Go."

Although the doctor didn't know why he went to the monitoring room, this was the boss version after all, and the boss version didn't need to explain why.

So the doctor nodded yes.

After all, Fanyin stood up, opened the cuffs on her wrists, and asked calmly, "Do you need help?"

Whoops!Well done!
I quickly said: "Okay."

He stretched out his arm, this movement is well learned!It looks like Britney Spears going off on him is just around the corner.

I quickly grabbed his arm, and he bent down and wrapped his arms around my waist.

The reason why I'm so sure it's Britney is because the pervert who kicked me to miscarry will never cooperate with me, let alone help me.

Only Sweetie would care about me so much.

So I was safely embraced by him, and while the doctor wasn't paying attention, I patted his butt quietly: "Nice job."

He glanced at me with a half-smile.

Well, although I am very excited, I must not let my feet show because I am too excited.

All the way to the monitoring room, the doctor opened the door, and the people inside saw that it was Fan Yin, they all stood up and called, "Mr. Fan."

"Check the monitoring on the day she was first aided." Fanyin said while helping me onto the chair, touched the zipper on my abdomen with both hands before sitting down, and then put it down silently.

I suddenly felt a little awkward, because we didn't agree to watch the surveillance on the day of my first aid, and this little movement was also a bit weird. I'm sure I've seen this kind of movement, but I couldn't remember what it was for a while.

Just as he was restless, the light on the big screen suddenly changed, showing the entrance to the emergency room.

Baoquan stood up, looked at Fanyin questioningly, and waited for his order.

Fanyin waved his hand and let him go out.

He went out.

The monitoring content is in color and very clear, just like the screen of a TV series.

It started off as chaos, with me being pushed on a cart with my lower body soaked in blood.

Afterwards, I was pushed into the emergency room. Except for the medical staff passing by, there was only Fan Yin at the door.

He was standing at the door of the emergency room, and the camera could only capture his back, so I couldn't see his expression. I only knew that he didn't move at all, and blood dripped down his fingers onto the floor.

Suddenly, a nurse ran over with something and bumped into him. The nurse's face was full of panic, and she kept bowing, obviously apologizing.

There was no sound, and he didn't know what he said, but he took a few steps back, and the nurse ran into the emergency room.

He began to move back slowly, leaning against the wall outside the emergency room, and lowered his head.

Finally, he could see his face from this angle, but there was no expression on his face.Therefore, all he could see was the front of his unbuttoned suit jacket stained with blood.

There are still nurses coming and going in and out of the surveillance.

But he didn't move for a long time.

The upper left corner of the screen shows that more than 20 minutes have passed.

The nurse came out with a box.

Fanyin moved his mouth, but the nurse stopped and walked in front of him.

After the two exchanged a few words, the nurse pursed her lips and opened the box.

The thing inside is red, but its shape is too small to make out.

The thing taken out of the emergency room... is my son?
The nurse gave him a look, closed the box, turned and left.

He was still leaning against the wall, and after more than a minute, he suddenly hugged his head and squatted down slowly along the wall.

Xiao Tiantian told me that when he woke up, I had already finished the rescue.

So it's always been that pervert now?
What was he thinking about?
A little uncomfortable?Regret a little?Still relieved?

Why does he want to watch the child?
Appreciate the spoils?Are you sure he really took it out?

When I think of this, my heart starts to throb again.The strong hatred came again, and I involuntarily clenched his wrist on the armrest, strangling his neck desperately.

If there is no second personality, I will really find a way to kill him to avenge my child.But if there is no second personality, how can I get entangled with him?
This monitoring lasted for more than three hours.

He was always squatting there covering his face.

Until I was pushed out of the emergency room by the doctor.

He just stood up suddenly.

I was pushed in the direction opposite to the camera, and disappeared from the surveillance screen after turning a corner. I must have entered the ward.

Fanyin was still standing there, a doctor came over and moved his mouth.

Turning around, he buttoned up his suit and walked quickly towards the ward.

Seeing this, I suddenly felt thunderbolts, my neck stiffened, and I turned my head away.

Fanyin also turned her face away, and asked calmly, "Is it more balanced?"

I quickly stood up and took a few steps back—it would feel safer to stay away from him.

I asked, "When did you change?" I should have figured out just now that sitting down in a suit requires you to unbutton it, and Britney almost never wears a suit and has no such habit at all.His action just now was subconsciously unbuttoning his suit!
In other words, at least since he entered the surveillance room, he was no longer Britney...

No, it seems earlier.

I was in a panic because I was really scared of being beaten by him.When I thought of pinching him like that just now, my legs trembled.

I watched him stand up and walk towards me, unable to say anything, the only thing he could do was back away.

I retreated until my hip suddenly hit something hard. I turned my head and saw that I had retreated to the door and hit the doorknob.

I quickly turned around and turned the doorknob, but the door was held down.

It is often said in martial arts novels that murderous intent is invisible, which is true.There was no trace of smoke on his body, nor did he have the musky perfume smell that he often used, but I felt my hair stand on end, like falling into an ice cave in winter.

I couldn't help shaking, and I didn't dare to look up at his face.All he could see was the big Snoopy on his clothes, wearing black sunglasses and a suit, with his dog's head raised proudly.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly said, "Hate me?"

There is only one word for "hate" or "right", but I dare not say it.

He changed the question: "My mother has looked for you?"

"Yes." That's an easy answer.

"She supports your divorce." He said, "If the alimony is not enough, you can add it."

I didn't speak.

He suddenly pinched my jaw and lifted my face.

I saw his pitch-black eyes, like a deep pool, with no bottom to be seen.

"Promise her." He stared fiercely into my eyes, his voice seemed to come out of his teeth: "Do you want to live?"

I couldn't help but broke out in cold sweat, and clenched my fists to encourage myself to be strong.

He let go of his hand suddenly, and I was about to turn around and run when my shoulder was suddenly pressed hard.There was a sharp pain in the lips, and he bit me!

The pain and humiliation surged, and I couldn't restrain myself, biting his tongue in retaliation.

(End of this chapter)