Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

"How many times have I warned you?"

"Do you think I am dead?"

With a cold voice and no temperature, Su Xiang could not feel any enthusiasm.

They are obviously doing the most intimate things, but the distance is infinite.

He almost killed someone, is he indifferent?

From wearing clothes to doing it, I don’t know how long he has been tortured, Su Xiang doesn’t know when the sky will light up, and the darkness in front of her hits her again and again, the face hanging above her. , Although familiar, but never felt familiar, like from hell.

She loosened her grip on the bed sheet, and her tight body was like a broken string, and finally came loose.

The darkness led her down

"Mrs. Fu's cold is a bit serious, and some of the physically exhausted are also severe. She has to stay for a few days."

Su Xiang slept in a daze. Hearing someone talking, his eyes opened a gap, and the impression was white, and there was a smell of disinfectant in his nose.

She frowned weakly, her eyes slanted slightly, and she saw two people standing at the end of the bed. One of them was wearing a white coat and the other was Fu Hanchuan.

So, this is the hospital?

Why did you come to the hospital?

Su Xiang was stunned for a while, then heard the doctor's voice and continued awkwardly: "There is also Mrs. Fu's lower part, and the body is also a bit torn. It is best to apply the ointment, so that it will heal faster."

Feeling his brain exploded, and his whole body was hot from head to toe, Su Xiang picked up the quilt and directly covered his face.

In this life, she has never been so embarrassed except when she had no choice but to give birth.

"Mr. Fu, I think the bite on your hand is best to be treated with medicine to avoid bacterial infection."

At the end of the bed, Fu Hanchuan noticed the movement and ignored the doctor's words. He glanced sideways at Su Xiang, and his cool voice sounded: "Awake?"

"When you wake up, lift up the quilt, want to smother yourself to death?"

Nothing

The female doctor on the side had to face Fu Hanchuan's extremely cold face from the time she treated the patient. After the diagnosis and treatment in a cold sweat, she felt that she had already explained everything she should explain, and she hurriedly flashed her.

In fact, having worked in the hospital for so long, this kind of thing has been seen a lot, don't rich people like to play tricks, it's just the man's suffocation that put her under pressure.

Su Xiang was in the bed and heard the sound of closing the door, and then the sound of footsteps approaching. The next second, her quilt was lifted, revealing her boring red face.

Su Xiang's tears were almost suffocated because he had been holding back his cough, and his watery eyes glared at him.

This shameless man, how could he do such a thing to her? When facing a doctor, he can still be calm?

Fu Hanchuan glanced coldly, and his body suddenly bent down, almost touching her nose.

He stared at her with dark eyes and a sneer at the corner of his lips: "What are you ashamed of? What are you so shy about?"

"In the beginning, who stripped naked and climbed onto my bed?"

"Who is it that the naked **** was taken indecently by the media and forced me to marry her?"

"Su Xiang, you better live longer!"

Su Xiang bit her lip tightly, confronted him fiercely for two seconds, and turned around to avoid being angry.

There was an infusion tube on the back of her hand, dangling because of her turning over.

With a breath, the cough came up again, and he kept coughing.

Fu Hanchuan stared at her trembling shoulders, and turned his head slightly to glance at the bedside table, on which the medicine delivered by the nurse was placed.

Su Xiang closed his eyes and tried to make himself forget the existence of Fu Hanchuan, but he heard a rustling voice beside him, not knowing what he was doing.

The shoulder was violently broken, Fu Hanchuan held the medicine in his hand, and said blankly: "Get up and take the medicine."

Su Xiang glanced at him, and used some strength to sit up with one hand supported, while Fu Hanchuan saw her like this, and did not reach out to help her, and watched her sit up bit by bit with a stern face.

Su Xiang took the medicine from the bedside table by herself. She didn't want to eat something that smelled of his palm.

He made her sick.

Attempted murderers, rapists, beasts in clothing!

Just holding the pill box in her hand, her chin was pinched by a big hand, and the force of the pinch forced her to open her mouth. There was a pill on the tip of her tongue, and the bitterness filled her mouth under the melting of the saliva. Before she could spit it out, someone lifted her chin, and then her lips were sealed.

Su Xiang opened his eyes in horror and looked at the face close at hand. At the same time, he felt that he pushed the pill to her throat.

Grumbling and swallowing.

The temperature and soft pressure on her lips disappeared, and the man loosened her chin.

Su Xiang stared at him blankly. What did he do just now?

He had never touched her lips. In the private theater before, she just touched him lightly and touched his inverse scales to make him unhappy, but he actually

Seeing her dazed, Fu Hanchuan also made a touch of uncomfortableness in his eyes, and turned his head abruptly.

In this life, he had never personally fed any medicine, but she dared to vomit it out, and the body acted faster than his brain.

It's not that he didn't see the disgust in her eyes.

Ha ha, she actually disgusted him?

What qualifications does she have?

Since she dislikes him so much, then he wants to make her uncomfortable!

It's just that the soft touch of her lips still remains on his lips, and the tip of his tongue still has the aftertaste of pills.

This feeling is not good at all, but it actually gave him an aftertaste

Su Xiang rolled down his throat, swallowed again, and looked away in a daze.

The embarrassment is spreading, and the sound of a needle dropping quietly can be heard in the ward.

The heartbeat was beating fast and vigorously, Su Xiang took a long breath, slowed the heartbeat, and told himself that the heart rhythm was abnormal only when he was sick.

He glanced over Fu Hanchuan's hand inadvertently, and there was a deep tooth mark on it, glowing with blood red.

Her lips moved, and she immediately looked away.

When Fu Hanchuan put her hand on her waist and was about to pull her pants, Su Xiang was shocked and pushed him instinctively. There was a tingling pain on the back of her hand, fearing that the infusion needle would not be opened, she did not dare to mess up again. Moved, but stared at the man with his eyes wide open.

She's all like this, what else does he want to do?

With a tight face, Fu Hanchuan had been patient, gritting his teeth and said: "I'm giving you medicine, what do you think I want to do? Or are you still not satisfied?"

Su Xiang's face turned red again.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His black matt trousers did not have any wrinkles. They looked respectable, but what he said was mean and nasty.

Su Xiang ignored the needle on the back of his hand and gestured.

I will do it myself!

Fu Hanchuan glared at her and put the ointment aside.

After another two seconds of stalemate, he raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "I'm going to work, and Song Ma will come to look after you later."

It’s close to home, Fu Ying has Teacher Wu taking care of, and Mother Song can take care of it for a while.

Fu Hanchuan left after speaking. The door was closed, and the only sound in the ward was the heavy breathing of Su Xiang.

But as soon as he left, Su Xiang heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back on the pillow.

Every time she faced this man, she tensed herself and exhausted all her mental power.

The weather outside the window was not very good, gloomy, as if it was going to rain. Su Xiang looked at it for a while, then looked back at the infusion bottle above his head, and it was still a while.

She looked around and didn't find her mobile phone. When Fu Hanchuan sent her to the hospital, she definitely didn't bring her mobile phone.

At this time, the door of the ward opened, and Mother Song walked in with a thermos kettle and said, "Ma'am, I'll make some porridge for you. You can eat some first."

She poured out the porridge and said, "Madam, you scared the husband. He hugged you out in the early morning and his face turned pale. I thought something big happened, but luckily you were fine."

Su Xiang took the bowl that Song's mother handed over, the spoon slowly stirred in the bowl, and the corners of his lips barely moved.

He tossed her all night, and then she fainted, and when she woke up, she was already lying in the hospital bed.

Fu Hanchuan has never felt pity for her, what can he be afraid of.

The spoon was on her lips, warm and moist, with rice fragrant, but it reminded Su Xiang that she hadn't even drank any saliva since she took the pills.

The bitter taste of the pills is still in the mouth.

What remained in her mouth together was his taste.

In another ward of the same hospital.

Du Ruohan woke up and faced a gloomy man's face.

Her husband Qi Lingcong.

He searched the ward subconsciously, and when he turned back, he saw the man's eyes become colder and heavier.

"Don't look, he's not here." The deep voice was extremely suppressed.

The fingers under the quilt squeezed gently, and the drooping eyelashes concealed the loss of her eyes.

"Du Ruohan, don't you ask, are your children saved?"

Du Ruohan's eyelashes trembled fiercely, and the scene of the car crashing was recalled in his mind.

Qi Lingyang hugged her to prevent her from hitting the ground, but her stomach still hurt.

She still remembers being held by him and running all the way, remembering his sharp heartbeat, breathing hard, and the embrace he held tightly.

The chapped lips squirmed, and she whispered: "The child must be there, right?"

It wasn't that she had any feelings for this child, it was only two months, and she could hardly feel his presence, so how could she have feelings.

What she believed was that Qi Lingyang would protect her.

Qi Lingcong sneered: "Du Ruohan, do you know how hard it took the doctor to save this child?"

He was still working overtime at the company, and when he received a call from Qi Lingyang, he rushed over.

It usually takes more than half an hour to drive from the Qi's Building to the hospital on Guhua Road. He rushed there in less than half an hour.

By the time she arrived, she was still in the operating room.

Qi's president personally suppressed the battle, and the hospital did not dare to neglect at all. Even the obstetrics and gynecology specialists who had already left work were called back to the hospital and entered the operating room.

Qi Lingcong gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Du Ruohan, I don't care about why you are not staying at home, but in the hospital here, but I can tell you that if this child is gone, I It must kill you!"

The Qi family’s old house is far away from here, not even in the same district. If an accident occurred at home, she would not be sent to the hospital in Guhua District.

These days, the servants in the family also told him that she often went out and sometimes came back after dark.

At the end of the year, there were a lot of company affairs, and she was pregnant. He didn't want to bore her, so he did what she wanted.

But she really made him feel the urge to strangle her.

Du Ruohan could feel his gushing anger in his tone, and even the air was depressed and breathless.

She was always afraid of him, and her body trembled slightly.

She didn't know that things would get so serious.

Du Ruohan closed his eyes lightly and said, "No, this is our child. Why would I wish him something?"

"This is just an accident"

"I don't care what accidents happen to you, in short, you better be careful with me!"

There was killing intent in Qi Lingcong's eyes.

After four years of marriage, there is only Qi Lingyang in her heart. As a man, how can he bear it!

Fists clenched and creaked.

The blue veins on the back of his hand bulged, and there was a bright red scratch on his finger bones, like a trace left by someone who had been hit.

After Qi Lingcong rushed to the hospital, he knocked Qi Lingyang to the ground with a fist outside the operating room.

Don't think he doesn't know what Du Ruohan is doing in Guhua District!

The man took a deep breath and spoke again, his voice was already calm: "The doctor said that your emotional instability has also caused fetal instability. In the past few months, you need to have a fetus. Wait for your body to stabilize. Some, I'll transfer you to the hospital."

"Now you have a good rest."

When Qi Lincong finished speaking, he tucked the skirt of his suit and turned around and went out.

If it wasn't that she was not suitable for moving after the operation, he would transfer her out of the hospital at the moment.

Su Xiang lay in the hospital for most of the day, and finally after a few bottles of salt water hung up, the cough was not so severe, the fever subsided, and his physical strength returned.

The nurse helped her pull out the infusion tube, Su Xiang moved her wrist, half of her arm was cold and numb.

Mother Song took a hot water bottle and gave her a compress. Su Xiang was about to let her go back. The door of the ward opened and Fu Hanchuan returned.

Seeing Fu Hanchuan, Mother Song stood up and said with a smile: "Sir, you are here. My wife just finished hanging the salt water, and it's much better."

Su Xiang didn't even look at him, hanging his head just holding a hot water bottle to apply heat, just as if he didn't exist.

If he doesn't come, she will get better sooner.

Who knows what hurtful things he will say in a while?

Fu Hanchuan coughed against his lips and gave a faint "um", and put his hand on Su Xiang's forehead, the temperature was not so hot.

And Su Xiang drew back when the back of his hand touched her forehead, avoiding his hand.

Mother Song saw that Fu Hanchuan was coming, and the two of them were awkward again. They stepped up their hands to clean up and prepared to go back. Su Xiang stopped her.

Mother Song, when you come to send dinner tonight, bring my cell phone.

Compared with normal people, mobile phone is her communication tool. Without mobile phone around, she has no sense of security even if she is not using it.

And lying in the hospital is really boring.

As soon as Mother Song left, the embarrassment in the ward returned.

Su Xiang Yuguang glanced at Fu Hanchuan. The end of each year is the busiest time for the company. He is not staying in the company, so what does he come here to do.

Fu Hanchuan threw a key in front of her, and said, "The car is still in the repair shop. Anyway, you are in the hospital. Just put it there first. Don't lose the key again."

Could it be that he came to his company in the same afternoon and brought the key over. It was a mockery to see the tooth print on the back of his hand.

Su Xiang snorted speechlessly, as if she had lost the key, she still picked up the key.

It's new at a glance.

Her car has been driving for several years, and the key has been broken countless times by Fu Ying, and it has some burrs on it.

Su Xiang pinched the key and placed it under the pillow.

The two had nothing to say again.

Fu Hanchuan suddenly took off his shoes and lay on the bed: "Go ahead."

Su Xiang glared at him inexplicably, but gave way to the side.

Fortunately, in the high-level ward, even the beds are widened and enlarged, so there is no problem for two people lying down.

Fu Hanchuan opened the quilt and lay in and closed his eyes, covering his eyes with one hand, as if he was very tired.

Su Xiang is right beside him, and he can hear his breathing very hard.

I didn't close my eyes for a day and night, and once I returned to the company, I hosted two meetings in a row, an international connection, and an important client. The iron hitters couldn't bear it either.

Su Xiang licked his lips and glanced at him. When I saw him just now, there were red blood in his eyes.

Moreover, it seems that he is also ill. She just heard him cough, probably because she had caught a cold.

That's what he deserves. Who made him mess with her when she was so sick?

Su Xiang curled his lips, but didn't want to interrupt him to rest, and moved gently to the side.

After moving, the wrist was caught by someone, and Fu Hanchuan stared at her like a cold star: "Where are we going again?"

Su Xiang pointed to the bathroom. At this time, she had 750 milliliters of saline in her body and needed to be excreted.

Fu Hanchuan opened her hand, and just as Su Xiang was about to enter the bathroom, a faint voice came.

"Has the ointment been applied?"

Su Xiang slammed the door shut, and when she came out again, Fu Hanchuan was already asleep.

When Fu Hanchuan came over, he brought a thick document with him, and the document was quietly placed on the bedside table.

Su Xiang was bored, so he took it over and looked at it.

It turned out to be a copy of the promotional copy of Spanish tourism promotion, and Fu Hanchuan should pick one from it as the final decision.

Su Xiang is a member of the Fu family, but has nothing to do with Fu's company. What she is interested in is just the travel blogger she has followed.

Fu Hanchuan said that it was after seeing this traveler on her Weibo that he set the route of his journey.

Su Xiang read them one by one, and when he looked up, a pair of dark eyes in front of her looked at her.

Fu Hanchuan didn't know when he woke up.

Su Xiang never looked at his company's stuff, so he put the file back.

It was not that he had nothing to do, Su Xiang raised his hand to explain.

I'm just bored to take a look.

Fu Hanchuan sat up and said in a low voice, "After reading this, how do you feel?"

Su Xiang was startled, he was not angry that she touched his things.

not so good.

Among these copywriting, none of them are of interest to her.

Any advertisements, travel advocacy, and micro-film plans are too low-attractive.

Fu Hanchuan could see her lack of interest in her expression.

He knew how much Su Xiang longed for Spain. He didn't take her there, and the two were still in a cold war.

But the things he made by his men did not attract her yearning. One can imagine how disappointing these things are.

When Fu Hanchuan came over, the driver sent him over. In the car, he had seen these plans roughly.

Boring and boring, I don’t even bother to look at it a second time.

"If it were you, what would you do?"

Su Xiang thought for a while, raised his hand and gestured.

Specializing in the production of a travel variety show.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her and chuckled: "It's a big breath. Do you know how much it costs to make a variety show?"

Are you short of money?

Fu Hanchuan was blocked by this question.

However, any commercial company aims to make profit, no matter how rich it is, the ultimate goal is to make money, not to burn it.

Su Xiang pointed to the pile of documents and asked.

Which singer did you sign with?

When selecting the image ambassador, Su Xiang met in Fu Hanchuan’s study. The four beauties have their own characteristics. What I saw in the copy just now revolved around the singer and the tourist, so the final tourist image Ambassador, she seems to be her.

Not that Zheng Tian'er?

Su Xiang felt bored when he thought of the woman who had shared a hotel with Fu Hanchuan.

Not her best.

However, this Yanling has a high-end face, which will make people think that this special route is a high-end route.

The high-end route immediately opened up the class with other travel companies.

This is the first impression.

Fu Hanchuan said: "She is now an artist under Pei Xian's banner.

Su Xiang nodded, which is no wonder.

If it were me, I would also sign the other two actresses at the same time.

That Zheng Tian'er just forget it, it's off the appetite.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he touched his chin. All he thought was glanced at Su Xiang. Her thoughts were bold and unexpected.

Why can there be only one ambassador and not three?

Since it is a trip, it can be a trip by one person, but it is more with relatives and friends.

According to what she just said to do a travel variety show, and then sign the next three artists, it is enough to open a show.

In the current variety show, many new brands are widely known through title sponsors, and the effect of publicity can be imagined.

And if Fu Shi does a customized variety show, every time it is broadcast, the travel spot of that station has already been publicized. With the influx of tourists, it has already implemented profitability in advance.

Isn't this a Belt and Road strategy?

Moreover, the success of one season of variety shows, the launch of the next season, and the opening of new routes, will also bring new singularities and stimuli. Follow-up planning will continue along the main line, but it will become more and more mature, and its influence will expand at the same time. Saves time and other costs

Fu Hanchuan stared at Su Xiang, his eyes flickered, Su Xiang didn't know what he was thinking, she just said a few words, how could she look like she was delicious, she looked hairy.

At this time, the door of the ward knocked twice and then opened. Could it be that he walked in with a fruit basket with a smile, and saw Fu Hanchuan lying on the hospital bed, while Su Xiang, who was supposed to be a patient, was sitting in a chair. , Stunned severely.

"What's the situation with you two?"

"What are you doing?" Fu Hanchuan asked this, his expression unhappy.

Could he put the fruit basket aside and said, "Come to see the sick, didn't you say that your wife is sick?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't bother to pay attention to him: "You can go now when the things are delivered."

Could it be with a "hum", just as he didn't hear it, and said, "Guess who I saw in the corridor just now?"

"..."

Could it be that the same had no choice but to reveal the answer: "Qi Lingcong. What is he doing here?"

Everyone knows that in the Guhua District, it is the site of the Second Young Master Qi, and the Grand Master Qi family hardly comes here.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him faintly: "I think you really care about being wider than Yinhe. At the end of the year, don't you have anything to be busy?"

Could it be the same: "Busy, just too busy to worry about things, come out to breathe."

Could it be that he glanced at Su Xiang at the same time, in fact, when he came over, he really came to visit him and send a fruit basket.

It wasn't that he was idle, but this person. When he didn't know him, he felt that there was nothing wrong, but the two previous meetings, no matter good or bad, after eating someone's meal, I finally met him. Knowing that someone is sick, come to visit.

"Okay, I won't bother you two." Could the same only appear for a few seconds before waving his hand and leaving.

Su Xiang retracted her gaze and looked at Fu Hanchuan. The topic just stopped, but she had something to say.

Su Xiang took a breath, picked up the phone that Fu Hanchuan had placed on the bedside table, and asked him to unlock it.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, unlocked the code lock and threw the phone back to her.

Su Xiang lowered his head, knocked on it for a while, and then showed it to him.

It says: There is a New Year's Eve party on New Year's Day at the school. I want me to help rehearse the dance. I have agreed to the teacher over there. Whether you agree or not, I will go.

She has considered this matter for a day today.

Originally, according to the current situation of the two of them, it was not suitable to bring up. She didn't even use sign language to tell him, but typed in order to clearly express her attitude.

She had promised that Qi Lingyang would help them choreograph, and she would do what she said.

This is not a major event in itself, but because of Qi Lingyang's relationship, Fu Hanchuan must be opposed to it, so she said that it was the school's request.

Entering December, and the New Year's Day is getting closer and closer, she has to settle this matter first, otherwise the time will be too late.

Although she said that, no matter whether he agrees or not, she will do it, but if this man does not hinder her, she will be much better.

After reading it, Fu Hanchuan looked at her again and said, "Aren't you going to prove it?"

I can take time to go.

Fu Hanchuan said: "You have already said that, is it useful if I object?"

It was written that regardless of whether he agreed or not, she would go, so what else to say, but just let him know.

After he finished speaking, he stared at her again, his eyes cold, and he said gloomily: "Su Xiang, what I warned you about, don't forget."

The school, deaf-mute pp, Qi Lingyang, these are all related to this woman, so things about the school will disgust him.

After another day of hospitalization, it was probably because his condition eased. Su Xiang was in a much better mood, but he didn't see Fu Ying for two days, so he thought very much in his heart.

When Fu Hanchuan and Song Mama came over, they would show her the little guy's video. The little guy looked for his mother in front of the camera, and Su Xiang wanted to go home and hug him immediately.

But her cold was not completely healed, even Fu Hanchuan was coughing and could only bear it temporarily.

The life in the hospital was boring, and she was bored in the ward and wanted to rehearse the dance, moving through the movements one by one in her mind, and she never felt satisfied.

Finally waited until the end of the day's infusion, watching the sun hadn't set, then went out of the ward for ventilation.

The greening of the hospital is excellent. There is a circle of magnolia trees around, and out of the lobby, there is a huge lawn in front, a fish pond with a rockery corridor in the middle, and a vertical and horizontal path connecting these all, but the grass is already withered and yellow at this time. The wind is bleak.

Su Xiang did not go out, afraid of choking on the wind, so he looked at the door for a while, then turned around and saw a woman next to her looking at the scenery outside like her, but she was sitting in a wheelchair with thick legs on her legs. A blanket and a woolen hat on his head.

Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and her melancholy eyes seemed to be out of the sun.

Su Xiang looked at her for a while, and felt that she was a little familiar.

At this moment, the woman also turned her head, the eyes of the two met in the air, and Su Xiang saw her face all the more, and felt more familiar.

The woman frowned slightly: "You are the park"

Su Xiang also remembered. It turned out that it was the woman she almost ran into when she was playing on the swing in the small park.

She nodded and wrote on the phone: We met again, it's a coincidence.

After reading her words, the woman smiled: "Yes, I didn't expect you to be in the hospital. Are you sick?"

Su Xiang wrote: Pneumonia, how about you?

The woman touched her lower abdomen: "Bring a fetus."

Su Xiang glanced at her belly and then at her face. Although she was smiling, she couldn't feel the joy in her smile.

This smile reminded her of herself.

Three years ago, when she slept with Fu Hanchuan, the city was full of storms and the Fu family still refused to marry, no one knew how painful she was, and really wanted to jump downstairs like her father. Just ask for a relief.

Su Run sent people to stare at her day and night, fearing that she would not be able to bear the pressure to die, and even more afraid that she would escape.

And when she felt hopeless, she knew she was pregnant.

After Su Run learned, she almost jumped up with joy. Everyone was happy that things had a new turn. No one cared about her, whether she was so happy too.

Why should she be pregnant with a child who does not love her?

She can finally marry into Fu's family at the expense of her mother and son?

No one cares, whether she will be happy

Su Xiang shook his head slightly, shaking the bitter past from his mind.

In fact, it all passed. After Fu Ying was born, she found her happiness.

People, no matter how difficult it is, always have to learn to have fun in hardship.

The woman looked at her and whispered: "I think we seem to be very destined, so we can meet this way. My name is Xiaohan, do you make friends?"

Su Xiang glanced at the hand extended to her. In this life, she has not had a friend.

She shook hands with her and wrote on the phone: Su Xiang.