Love You To The Bones

This municipal hospital belongs to song Zijian.

Song Zijian, who came to hear the news, looked at the man standing in the corridor who was obviously happy physically and mentally but frowned. He couldn't stand this cheap and obedient dressed beast. He narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Zichuan, recently, you have become less and less like the wise and powerful you. Tut Tut, honestly, are you a little in love with Fang Xiaoran?"

Shen Zichuan was slightly stunned, but sneered coldly. "Even if she is the only woman in the world, I won't love her."

"Since you don't love her, why don't you divorce her as soon as possible and tie her around for nearly four years? Just to torture her and yourself?" Song Zijian sighed slowly.

Even if he didn't witness Fang Xiaoran's situation with his own eyes, he can roughly guess what happened.

"There's so much nonsense!"

Shen Zichuan directly ignored the noisy man, raised his legs and kicked him, with an impatient expression, "the man has been handed over to your hospital. When will the results come out?"

Fang Xiaoran sent it in for more than three hours. The red indicator light was still on. She frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Song Zijian couldn't see what kind of emotion was hidden in those deep eyes.

Song Zijian avoided the long legs kicked by Shen Zichuan and suddenly became serious. "Zichuan, even if Fang Xiaoran did something wrong, it's your wife at least. She just gave birth. You'll destroy her body like this. There will be some sequelae more or less."

What's more, she doesn't look like a lunatic after knowing for so many years.

Just in the face of his indifferent friend, song Zijian didn't have the courage to tell the truth.

Onlookers see clearly, those in the game are fans!

Shen Zichuan snuffed out his cigarette and looked pale. "I have discretion."

Fang Xiaoran hurt Fang Yanrong like that. He could still keep her life. It was kind. As for others, they were not in his consideration.

Thinking so coldly in his heart, the man frowned and didn't stretch for a long time.

……

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Xiaoran finally got off the operating table and was sent to a separate VIP ward by the nurse.

Lying on the wide hospital bed, she slept very uneasily, especially in her head. She didn't want to open her eyes at all.

Her body was very painful, as if the bones of her whole body had been broken one by one and bonded together again, so that she was sweating all over.

Her throat was dry and was about to smoke. She was so uncomfortable that she closed her eyes and vaguely groaned, "water, I want to drink water!"

Soon, there was a familiar and steady sound of footsteps, from far to near, which was very clear in the claustrophobic room.

Shen Zichuan felt that he must be crazy, so he would sit at the edge of the bed, gently picked up Fang Xiaoran's sweaty body with one hand, and handed the mouth of the tea cup to her mouth with the other hand.

The lip felt the moisture of water. Fang Xiaoran conditionally opened her mouth and drank it in one gulp.

Who but Xiao Jingcheng could treat her with such tenderness and care?

After drinking, she burped comfortably and sighed contentedly, "Jingcheng, thank you!"

Lying back on the bed, Fang Xiaoran's eyes fell drops of hot tears and soon wetted the white pillow towel under her neck.

It's Xiao Jingcheng again. Does she have the position of her husband in her heart?

For the first time in her life, she was kind enough to serve Fang Xiaoran, but she was recognized as Xiao Jingcheng. Shen Zichuan's mood, not to mention how depressed he died.

According to his previous temper, Fang Xiaoran had already pulled Fang Xiaoran who angered him and threw her out mercilessly. Where did she care about her life and death.

But now

Shen Zichuan's anger looked coldly at the woman whose face was pale to almost blue, and his cold eyes scanned down one by one.

When she swept her delicate wrists thin into bones and her two slender legs that could not be covered by her skirt, the dark pupils flashed through her eyes.

……

Shen Zichuan just walked out of the ward and came face to face with smiling sister-in-law Li, holding two thermos bottles to warm the stomach and nourish the nutritional soup.

The man almost subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the center of his tired eyebrows. His voice was hoarse. "Take it easy. The wife is asleep. Feed her when she wakes up."

"Mr. Shen, I know."

After nearly five years as a servant, sister-in-law Li heard for the first time that Shen Zichuan cared about Fang Xiaoran both inside and outside. She was very excited.

Thanks to Fang Xiaoran's kindness and care, she very much hopes that the male host of the family can live with Fang Xiaoran and Meimei.

As soon as sister-in-law Li was happy, she said a few more words.

"Mr. Shen, haven't you had dinner yet? I brought the tonic Soup for warming your stomach. You can drink it with your wife."

Nourishing Soup for warming the stomach?

Shen Zichuan was slightly stunned and soon calmed down. He took the thermos handed over by sister-in-law Li and asked faintly, "how do you know my stomach is uncomfortable today?"

Maybe Shen Zichuan's attitude is not very cold. Sister-in-law Li has more courage and can't help nagging, "Mr. Shen, you don't know. Over the years, whether you go home for dinner or not, my wife asks me to do it every day. Although you don't drink many times, every time you finish drinking, my wife will be very happy and even eat more rice."

Thinking of Fang Xiaoran, who occasionally showed the little girl's heart, sister-in-law Li couldn't help smiling on her face.

Shen Zichuan never heard what Fang Xiaoran had done. For a moment, she was fascinated and didn't interrupt sister-in-law Li's chatterbox.

"Mr. Shen, I'll take care of my wife first."

Sister Li opened the door and was about to enter the ward. Suddenly, the man's voice suddenly remembered.

"How many times did Yan Rong come when I was not at home?"

Sister-in-law Li nodded in her heart, turned and looked at Shen Zichuan's expressionless face, hesitated and replied, "Miss Yanrong came once. She and her wife talked in the guest room, and I didn't pay much attention, but... Miss Yanrong finally left crying. She also said that her wife was cruel and cruel, and she would be punished sooner or later.

Mr. Shen, actually, I think... My wife is not a cruel person. "

On the contrary, sister-in-law Li has always disliked Fang Yanrong in her private heart. She looks clean and pure. In fact, she is full of bad water. She is a typical white lotus green tea bitch, and Mr. Shen has been hoodwinked for the time being.

After listening, Shen Zichuan nodded to sister-in-law Li, turned and stepped into the elevator.

The company also has an urgent Cross International Conference, which needs him to preside over in person.

Shen Zichuan drove black Maybach to the location of the company. Suddenly, a rapid bell rang in the carriage.

He glanced at Fang Xiaoran and Fang Yanrong's mother Zhao Li.

He quickly found a parking space nearby. After stopping the car steadily, he clamped his mobile phone in his ear with two fingers and asked in a low voice, "it's me. What's the matter?"

Zhao Li's harsh cry came from the other end of the mobile phone, "Zichuan, no, Yanrong her... She can't, she's dying! Sobbing, my baby daughter..."

The huge carriage fell into silence for a moment.

Shen Zichuan was calm, clutching his mobile phone, motionless, and the smoke between his fingers had already been crushed.

After about two minutes, Maybach quickly turned around and drove to the municipal hospital. The tires rubbed sharply on the road and made a sharp friction sound.