Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"Are you really going to leave the hospital now?" Fang Jin stared at a pair of black eyes and couldn't hide his anger.

"Hmm!" Fu Junhao answered with an expressionless voice. He got up from bed and was about to go out of the room.

"Jun Hao!" Fang Jin shouted angrily, "your body needs immediate treatment. Do you really want to die?"

Fu Junhao continued to walk forward after a slight pause. His face was calm. It seemed that this problem was not worth considering at all.

Until he was about to leave the ward, his low voice fell behind him indifferently and echoed in the quiet space.

He said, "I'm dying, but I want her more now!"

Fang Jin was suddenly stunned. He took a few steps back, sat on the bed, clenched his hands into fists, and had deep helplessness and worry in his eyes.

A few seconds later, he said sadly, "but you have to save your life first, otherwise what capital do you want her?"

Fu Junhao walked out of the room with a slight stiffness, settled his mind, didn't speak again, and directly raised his feet and left.

All the way through the corridor and the hospital overpass, just out of the elevator, the familiar figure appeared in front of her. She was wearing a thin Maoni coat with a black bottomed skirt, simple but gentle, while uncle Fang was waiting beside her.

Fu Junhao involuntarily recalled the corners of his lips. Before he had time to look at her more, the stabbing pain in his heart suddenly darkened his eyes and almost fell down.

He instinctively stretched out his hand to hold one side of the wall for a long time before pressing down the suffocating pain.

Is it almost over? Can you give him a little more time, can you let him have a good ending, can you let him eliminate those people and give her a good future, can you give him more time and spend more time with her

"Young master!" a cry of surprise sounded in my ear.

Who? Fu Junhao looked up in a trance. After his sight became clear, he saw Uncle Fang staring at him with a worried face, and she also slightly wrung her eyebrows.

Girl, are you worried about me? I'm happy... But I'm no longer qualified to be selfish!

"Hmm!" he said quietly, holding his trembling hands behind him. "Are you ready?"

Uncle Fang opened his lips and wanted to persuade him to go back and check his body again, but when he met his dark eyes, he couldn't speak at the mouth. He hesitated for a long time and finally nodded.

Fu Junhao flashed a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, looked gently at Muxi and said, "let's go!"

Mu Xi Yan glanced at his pale face, and the folds between his eyebrows became tighter and tighter, "you..."

"I'm fine!" Fu Junhao interrupted her with a smile, winked at Uncle Fang, stretched out his hand and pulled her to the inpatient department on the other side.

Mu Xiyan subconsciously wanted to break away from him, but he was stopped by his low voice, "Grandpa wants us to be good!"

Her eyes suddenly stagnated, gradually gave up the struggle and let him lead her away.

Uncle Fang looked at them behind him. Inexplicably, he felt that there was a strange atmosphere between them. His doubts suddenly deepened, but he still didn't speak.

Why does the old man want the young master to have a good relationship with demon? Doesn't he always only recognize the young lady as the granddaughter-in-law of the Fu family?

After walking slowly for a while, they stopped in front of a quiet independent ward, looked at the closed door, bathed Xi Yan, and their palms could not help sweating slightly.

"It's all right!" Fu Junhao shook her hand a little hard, raised his hand and knocked on the door, then led her in.

Through the aisle and around the outer room, a bony old man leaned quietly against the head of the bed, sick all over. Hearing the footsteps here, he slowly turned his head, his turbid pupils tightened slightly, and then shed some light.

"Grandpa!" Fu Junhao stopped in front of the hospital bed and whispered.

Muxi moved his lips and his throat was sour, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Master Fu was stunned, his tone trembled, and his voice was no longer as energetic as before. On the contrary, he was weak on the verge of death. "Jun Hao... You" was finally willing to call me!

"Three years..." he trembled and murmured in a low voice. Tears came out of his old eyes. Maybe he was too excited. He suddenly coughed violently and his face became congested.

"Grandpa!" Muxi said. In a hurry, he hurriedly broke away Fu Junhao's hand, sat by the bed, gently patted his back with one hand, followed the Qi for him, and carried one side of the water to his mouth with the other hand.

Master Fu instinctively swallowed the water from the water cup slowly according to her actions, and the cough gradually subsided!

Seeing this, Fu Junhao flashed a heavy trance in his dark eyes, and suddenly flashed a fragment of the past in his mind. At that time, she also took care of the sick old man. The happy light in the morning shone on them, and her face was full of light warmth and beauty.

"Let's go!" he turned and pulled uncle Fang, who was stunned. He said in a low voice.

Uncle Fang reacted from Mu Xiyan's "Grandpa", nodded stupidly and followed him out of the ward.

Muxi Yan saw that old Fu drank less than half a glass of water, his face looked much better, and his nervous mood gradually relaxed. He put the water cup on one side of the table. Only then did he find that Fu Junhao didn't know when they went out.

"Girl, are you?" Mr. Fu slowed down and looked up at her. His eyes were really similar!

Muxi said that his heart strings suffocated for a moment, opened his lips, but made no sound.

Old Fu's eyes flashed a light, and his old voice could not hear his joy and anger. "For three years, Jun Hao was finally willing to call me grandpa!"

"..." Mu Xiyan was shocked and looked at him in a daze.

"In the past three years, you are the first girl he brought to see me!" old Fu's shrewd eyes began to drift again, "it shows that he really let go of his mother, and he forgave me..."

After stopping, he suddenly looked at Mu Xi and said, "girl, is it you?"

Mu Xi Yan's pupil suddenly shrunk, "Grandpa, you..."

"Ha ha..." Fu Laozi interrupted her with a smile. "I cultivate my eldest grandson. I know that although Jun Hao is indifferent on the surface, he actually attaches most importance to his feelings. If it weren't for you, he couldn't have been silent for three years, accepted you again, and brought you to me. There's only one possibility. You're the person he wants!"

After Muxi was stunned, he smiled bitterly, "Grandpa, you sure enough..." sure enough, nothing can escape your eyes.

Old Fu looked at him with relief and shouted out, "come in!"

Mu Xi was stunned. The next second he saw Fu Junhao turn in with a slow step.

"Sit down!"

Fu Junhao's eyes were deep. He sat down in front of the bed according to his meaning. Old Fu looked at him, took his hand and muxiyan's hand, folded their hands together, and then held them tightly.

"Children, the past is over. Your future is still long. There are many possibilities. Don't tie yourself to the past and forget the hope of the future!"

He looked at them in a deep and long way, then looked at Muxi and said with pity, "girl, Grandpa knows you must have suffered a lot, so grandpa won't force you to say how you become like this and how you live! “

"Grandpa..." Mu Xiyan looked at him sobbing, "thank you!"

"It's my old man who's sorry for you, and it's our Fu family who's sorry for you!" Fu shook his head. His spirit became worse and worse, and his voice became weaker and weaker, but he seemed to hold on and have to finish his last words.

Muxi Yan shook his head in a panic. Tears gradually came to his eyes. He looked at Fu Junhao helplessly, but he saw a pain in the bottom of his eyes. He just shook his head invisibly.

Uncle Fang's eyes gradually dimmed, and his whole body could not help trembling slightly. The old man was already at the end of a powerful crossbow. It was all with one breath that he could survive. Now he heard that the young master was willing to forgive him, and the young lady came back, and the tone gradually dissipated!

"Grandpa knows that the Fu family is sorry for you, but girl, just be an old man brazen. No matter what happened or what happens in the future, can you give Jun Hao another chance?" old Fu is angry like a hairspring, staring at her eyes more and more mixed, and the strength of his hands in both hands is gradually decreasing, "My time has come to an end, but I... can you live a good life, Fu family... Xiaoyan her... There are only Junhao and you left in the Fu family..."

"Grandpa..." Muxi blurted out in a low sobbing voice, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down again.

"Promise me..."

"Grandpa..." Fu Junhao shouted hoarsely.

Master Fu shook his head at him. The last thing I can do for you, son, is to leave this girl!

"Girl, do you want the old man to die in peace..." although you know it's mean!

Boom! Muxi Yan burst a big hole in her heart, and the pain surged into her throat. Her throat was very sore. She nodded her head in a panic, "Grandpa... I... I promise you, I promise you... Don't..."

"Thank you..." old Fu tightened their hands again. Before he could speak, he closed his eyes as soon as his eyes were white, but there was a happy smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Grandpa..." I felt the strength of my hand slipping, Muxi said, and his body shook. He bowed his head rigidly, but the old man had closed his eyes.

She held her eyes wide slightly, and the whole person was stunned. She didn't cry, but shed tears silently.

"Old man!" Uncle Fang wailed and squatted down slowly. He was nearly 60 years old, but he hid his face and began to cry.

Fu Junhao looked at the unconscious old man in a trance. His sight gradually blurred. The pictures of those years in his mind flashed one after another. His heart suddenly hurt and a strong smell of blood spread in his throat. He gritted his teeth and pressed down in a panic. It took him a long time to say in a hoarse voice, "Xi Yan, take care of Grandpa..."

Then he slowly got up and turned out of the room. The tall figure seemed to fall to the ground.