Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 53 I'm Not Injured
Ni Jiaren, "..."

The heart that she was about to let go of was suddenly lifted by the doctor.

"Then can I trouble you to visit his apartment?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Ni, I'm not in City A right now. If you're really worried, you can ask another doctor to take a look."

Fu Sichen had more than one personal doctor, but there was another one in his villa in the western suburbs.

Without special circumstances, he basically would not leave the western suburbs.

After all, Fu Sichen used a brand new villa as part of his reward, and also provided him with a car and driver, allowing his whole family to live in the western suburbs.

His mission is to treat Ruan Shuqing and wake her up.

Ni Jiaren had no choice but to stop thinking, "Okay, thank you."

"Since you're worried, go and have a look yourself." Chu Qing handed her the apple.

"I... don't know where he lives..."

As her wife, she didn't know his whereabouts at all, which made Ni Jiaren feel a little hard to say, but Chu Qing also knew about their worst situation, so it didn't matter.

"stupid!"

Chu Qing tapped her on the head, "Didn't he have an all-round assistant? He's also a little money fan."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Ni Jiaren quickly seduced He Xuan with money and got Fu Sichen's residence.When Chu Qing tried to find a way to entangle Su Zexiu, the driver waited downstairs in the hospital and sent her downstairs to Fu Sichen's apartment.

A little nervous along the way, Su Zexiu would find out and drag her back, and when she got to the door of the apartment, she began to feel uneasy.

I don't know if I will make him angry when I come here so abruptly?
But, it's all here, so you can't go back, right?
What's more, she is hurt now, even if he is really angry, there is nothing he can do.Even if he is angry, at most he will only be hurt by his ugly words, but his wound is unknown, if it is serious...

Thinking of this, Ni Jiaren raised her left hand and pressed the doorbell almost without hesitation.

Fu Sichen thought it was He Xuan, opened the door, turned around and entered the room without even looking at it.

Ni Jiaren was slightly surprised, and followed into the house, but stood at the door at a loss.

Should she... take off her shoes?

However, he doesn't seem to have ladies' slippers here, only a pair of men's slippers at his feet...

She stood at the door, did not move forward, but looked around the whole room.

Suddenly, he discovered that the decoration here... seems to be similar to that of a villa in the suburbs.Moreover, Fu Sichen, who was wearing home clothes, was wearing a pair of cotton slippers, looking a bit lazy.

This was the Fu Sichen she had never seen in a suburban villa.

Fu Sichen walked to the side of the sofa and found that the person did not seem to be following him. He turned around and saw not He Xuan as he expected, but Ni Jiaren with his arm still in plaster.

"Why are you here?"

"I..." All the original courage disappeared in front of him, leaving only unspeakable words.

"go back!"

"I just came to see...you were injured, did you deal with it..."

"I'm not hurt." The tone was a little stiff.

Fu Sichen's arms were hanging by his side, the sleeves were so long that they covered his palms, and the trousers just covered everything. Except for the feet and head, they were almost invisible. Ni Jiaren couldn't tell where he was hurt.

"Last night, in the hospital, were you uninjured?"

Could it be... that person's injury?
"No."

Ni Jiaren pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

The room fell into silence, and her hanging left hand tightly grabbed her clothes.She was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, and because of the cast, she couldn't wear sleeves, so she just came out.

The autumn wind was still a bit chilly, and I didn't realize it when I rushed all the way nervously just now.

Now, the temperature in the room is not high, the window was opened a small slit just in time for the air to blow over her exposed skin, Ni Jiaren shivered from the cold.

Fu Sichen glanced over and said impatiently, "Either come in or go back."

Without a second of hesitation, Ni Jiaren kicked off her shoes and stepped into the room regardless of her bare feet.

And Fu Sichen went to the window, closed the window, turned to see her barefoot, standing uneasily at the door, frowned slightly, "Put on your shoes!"

Ni Jiaren looked at a pair of men's slippers beside her. She didn't wear them, and she didn't wear them.

"I don't have ladies' slippers here."

After the words fell, Ni Jiaren quickly put on her shoes and walked into the living room in a few quick steps.

"That... are you really... not injured?"

"You hope to be injured?" Fu Sichen asked coldly in a low voice.

Ni Jiaren shook her head, "No, it's just..." It's just that she hasn't seen it with her own eyes, so she's still worried.

Fu Sichen took a cup of hot water as if nothing had happened, and put it in front of her, "There is a coat in the bedroom, take it back."

Ni Jiaren, "..."

No matter how he looked at it, he meant to care about her, right?

As a result, before she had time to speak, Su Zexiu had already called.

Ni Jiaren turned off the phone on purpose, and Su Zexiu directly called Fu Sichen's cell phone, "Little Si, quickly bring her back to me! I'm still sick, why run away! Don't you want your hands? Come here!"

Su Zexiu was blown away.He didn't expect that Ni Jiaren would leave the hospital with Chu Qing without telling her, just to check if Fu Sichen was okay.

If you want to be sure, just ask him to make a phone call, why make fun of your own body?

Fu Sichen frowned and hung up the phone, and said coldly, "Go back."

"I'm sure you're leaving without getting hurt." Ni Jiaren summoned up her courage and said.

Her eyes were fixed on his deep black eyes, Fu Sichen was so sure that if she didn't tell her that she was not injured, she might just hang around here.

The next second, he crossed his hands and pulled the hem of his clothes.

With a teasing motion, he took off his clothes.

Ni Jiaren was stunned.

Fu Sichen's perfect abdominal muscles were displayed in front of her, and his perfectly proportioned figure was enough to make people's heart flutter, but... the moment he raised his eyes, he saw a tear-like wound on his shoulder, which was shocking.

The heart seemed to be filled with water, and it felt uncomfortable.

It was to save her injuries...

"I'm sorry..." Thousands of melancholy and guilt turned into this weak apology.

She doesn't know how to put it, but, if it wasn't for her, he probably wouldn't be hurt.

If it wasn't for her, it seems... He wouldn't lose his love either.

If it wasn't for her...

What if there is no her?

In an instant, the heart that had just been filled with optimistic emotions was slowly occupied by negative emotions.

Ni Jiaren lowered her head, her back gradually bent down unconsciously.

"Finished?" Fu Sichen looked at her, his expression unchanged, he put on his clothes calmly, and said the same two words, "Go back."

Ni Jiaren turned around quietly, without looking up, kept hooking her body, and walked to the door.Clumsily put on the shoes with one hand, put the slippers back in place, then lightly pressed the doorknob, and got out of the room.

Everything was going on so quietly that Fu Sichen would have thought that no one had done any of this and that no one at home had ever been there.

Nothing has changed.

It suddenly occurred to her that she was still wearing thin clothes.

He wanted to catch up, but he only took half a step, and he hesitated to take it back.

Forget it, even he doesn't know if there is any hope, so don't give her any more hope.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

It's like he experienced hope and disappointment time and time again, watching her approach and then go away, this kind of indifferent, it's better to have nothing in the first place.

Fu Sichen was not injured, and Ni Jiaren was relieved that the few drops of blood might belong to the person who wanted to kill her.

Several people were caught in a puzzle because of the inexplicable murderer, and they were worried that the murderer would come again. Ni Jiaren's ward was always accompanied by someone. However, an unexpected guest suddenly appeared in the ward.

"Miss Ni, please stay safe."

"Miss Yu."

The arrival of Yu Xinyu made Ni Jiaren's already unhappy mood drop to the bottom in an instant.

Chu Qing didn't know about Yu Xinyu yet, and Ni Jiaren didn't have time to tell her. She thought she was Ni Jiaren's celebrity friend when she was close, but seeing Ni Jiaren's indifferent attitude, she knew there was a story behind it.

If she remembers correctly, this is the image spokesperson of Xingkong Street?
Yu Xinyu looked Chu Qing up and down, dressed cheaply, blinked in disdain, and turned to Ni Jiaren and said, "Miss Ni, let's chat for a while, don't we need outsiders present?"

"Outsiders?" Chu Qing's violent temper could not be suppressed since her white eyes.

This woman is so defiant!
"She is not an outsider." Ni Jiaren smiled blankly, "I still say the same thing, Miss Yu, if you still can't speak, I have nothing to talk to you. After all, I don't want to use other people's words to lower my own IQ."

Yu Xinyu's smile disappeared in an instant, and she stared at Ni Jiaren with cruel eyes, as if she wanted to stare her out of a hole.

"Are you sure you want her to listen to us?"

Ni Jiaren looked at Chu Qing and said flatly, "Qingqing, you go out first, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist throwing her out of the window for a while, and the loss outweighs the gain if you resign yourself to your fate."

Chu Qing nodded clearly, "Call me if you have something to do, it's okay to throw her out with one hand!"

"You!" Yu Xinyu was furious.

This is not the first time she has seen Ni Jiaren's eloquence. However, she will never lose in any aspect. "It's been a few days. Miss Ni hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet. It seems to be very serious."

"Don't bother Ms. Yu, it's just a minor problem. Everyone is too worried and won't let me go out of the hospital."

"Really? It's okay, anyway, I'm just here to visit you on behalf of Uncle Fu, to see when you'll be better, and we can sit together and have a meal and chat peacefully."

The corners of Yu Xinyu's mouth had the most dazzling curvature, and even without notice, she was still wearing the most delicate makeup.

Moreover, when she came to visit the patient, she was wearing a red dress, which seemed a little deliberate.

The word "Uncle Fu" made Ni Jiaren turn pale.

After all, is it impossible to hide?

Ni Jiaren said coldly, "I'm sorry, Miss Yu, I think we have nothing to talk about, please go back."

"Tsk, it's okay to mention Uncle Fu? Aren't you very good?"

Ni Jiaren was silent, and didn't want to argue with her about this matter, it was meaningless.

Yu Xinyu smiled smugly, her flaming red lips were very coquettish, "Forget it, a small person is always a small person. In fact, I have another purpose for coming here this time."

Ni Jiaren's expression remained unchanged, and she no longer wanted to listen to her words.

"I want you to help me design a dress. The one for the film festival must be high-end and elegant, and it must not be inferior to international famous brands. It must have its own style in City A. Of course, the most important thing is to conform to the my temperament."

Yu Xinyu made a bunch of demands on her own, and the corners of Ni Jiaren's lips curled up slightly, with a sneer, "Miss Yu, I'm an architect, not a fashion designer."

Her commanding tone, do you think she is her domestic servant?

(End of this chapter)