Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

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Fu Ling quickly runs to Wen Cheng. He takes off his coat and puts it on.

He didn't know where Wencheng was injured, so he didn't dare touch Wencheng.

He knelt on the ground and looked at Wen orange at close range.

He took her hand carefully and comforted her in a low voice: "don't be afraid, the ambulance will come soon, you will be OK. I will never let anything happen to you... "

Wen Cheng feels sleepy.

She looked at Fu Ling through her blurred vision.

This strange man, he took her most precious thing.

She hated him. She would never see him again.

Didn't she make it clear just now?

Why did he come out with him?

Wen Cheng held up his last strength and said to Ling Chi, "go away, you go away. I don't want to see you again... "

Fu Ling is stunned. He sees Wen Cheng's eyes and hates him.

He knelt there at a loss. He only felt bitter in his throat. The bitter taste gradually spread.

Wen orange saw that he was motionless and didn't plan to leave at all.

She choked her voice with a lot of pleading.

"I beg you, please leave. I I don't want to see you again If it wasn't for you I can still love brother Jiang. But Now I can't even like it. I can't like brother Jiang. How can I summon up the courage to live? How can I survive? "

Pay Ling Zheng Leng of listen to Wen orange these tear heart crack lung of low roar.

Never know what is the feeling of heartache Fu Ling, at this moment, it seems to taste the heart, the pain of being pulled.

So, Wen orange, she has people she likes.

Because he took away her innocence, she couldn't continue to like that person.

She's gone, too. The courage to live?

So, she just chose to commit suicide and took the initiative to run to the truck.

Fu Ling, feel oneself whole body is cold matchless.

He almost killed Wencheng?

A lot of guilt, slowly pouring up, Fu Ling looked at Wen orange at a loss.

"Why do you do this to me, why do I? I hate you, I hate you... "

Wen Cheng is crying and grabs Fu Ling's hand and puts it into his mouth, biting hard.

Fu Ling did not resist, he let Wen orange bite her hand.

His hand was bitten and shed a lot of blood.

He didn't feel pain, didn't say a word, didn't say a word.

About ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived.

Fu Ling followed the ambulance and escorted Wen Cheng to the hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, doctors and nurses quickly sent Wen orange to the emergency room.

Fu Ling stood at the door of the emergency room, looking at the red light.

Zhang Liang received the news and rushed to the emergency room as soon as possible.

He looks at Fu Ling and looks embarrassed.

There was a shock in his heart.

He quickly looked at Fu Ling, the bloody palm.

"Mr. Fu, your hand..."

Fu Ling light glanced an eye palm, he doesn't care at all.

He looked up at Zhang Liang and said, "immediately find the contact information of President Wen muchu of s country and tell them the news of Wen Cheng's accident..."

Zhang Liang answered in a low voice. He didn't dare to delay at all. He asked someone to check Wen muchu's contact information.

Soon, Zhang Liang found the telephone number of the presidential palace.

Fu Ling called Wen muchu in person.