Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Ji Nanchu is pleading with her. If she can't change it, she also hopes that this child is healthy. She has just been hospitalized. How can such a child be good?

"General manager Ji, I advise you not to talk so much nonsense, because no matter what you say, it can't change the reality."

"It doesn't matter whether he is healthy or not. Even if he is paralyzed, Fu Shimo has raised him all his life."

Fu Shimo didn't care. His cold face was full of inhumanity.

As soon as Ji Nan trembled, she already knew that Fu Shimo was determined now.

But she was very uncomfortable. Fu Shimo's cold blood and cruelty were beyond her expectation. For Fu Shimo, this child is just a tool to prevaricate and a puppet to get rid of trouble.

Fu Shimo is not a child, not a life.

"Fu Shimo, he's a man. Can you give me some time?"

Moved lips, Ji Nan Chu choked, and finally struggled to beg with Fu Shimo.

This is a human life. She only hopes that Fu Shimo will give her a little time for the sake of the innocent child.

"I don't have the time to do it." Fu Shimo is very simple, so he orders to the doctor: "at the beginning of Ji Nanchu, you can rest assured that if it's suitable, he will naturally survive. If it's not suitable, he won't survive. You don't have to worry about his future, you just have to let fate decide."

"It's your life. It depends on what God has done to you, a vicious woman!"

Fu Shimo's quiet voice, like a ghost, is gloomy and terrible.

Ji Nanchu suddenly raised her head and looked at Fu Shimo with slightly red eyes. Is she vicious? How vicious is she?

Why charge her so inexplicably? Ji Nanchu didn't understand what happened. Fu Shimo suddenly became like this.

"Mr. Fu, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can raise it, but we can't do it because of our enmity..."

"I have no dissatisfaction with you, and I have no grudge with you. I just finished my grandfather's arrangement and satisfied your trick."

Fu Shimo quickly interrupts Ji Nanchu's words. Junyi's indifferent face is full of impatience. He doesn't want to hear Ji Nanchu continue to speak.

After a ring of fingers, many doctors and nurses came in, put Ji Nanchu on the operating table, and began to prepare.

Seeing this, Fu Shimo naturally won't stay here. He gets up and goes outside.

As for Ji Nanchu, one person can't resist so many doctors and nurses, and can only be forced to press on.

"Mrs. Fu, you can cooperate a little. It's quick. Don't worry." The doctor directed Ji Nanchu to remind her not to struggle, even if the struggle can not change anything.

Then, Ji Nan Chu bit his teeth and silently endured the doctor's action.

I don't know when, when Ji Nanchu wakes up, he has returned to the ward. Looking at the dark sky outside, Ji Nanchu's heart is filled with a trace of sadness.

"Awake?" At this time, there was a cold voice in my ear, which made Ji Nanchu's body tremble, and a trace of pain spread to the four limbs in my heart.

Fu Shimo.

Ji Nanchu turns his eyes and looks in the direction of sound.

Just see Fu Shimo sitting on the chair, back on the back of the chair, legs overlapping, a pair of slender white hands holding each other, looking cold and alienated.