Quickly through the water: the sick male protagonist blackened

Chapter 205 The school grass's personal bodyguard (106)

It happened that a doctor came to examine Fu Chengzhi.

Bai Wu frowned again and sighed decently.

Fu Chengzhi often heard people say that Bai Wu ran to his room every day these days, so he let go of his pride and asked, "What's the matter? Does it hurt?"

Bai Wu sighed again: "That's right, if you are disfigured, I will spend the rest of my life guarding an ugly monster."

Fu Chengzhi:
Doctors:.
After the doctor left, Fu Chengzhi sneered twice: "Is this how you treat your fiancé?"

Bai Wu stopped pretending and laughed twice: "Young Master Fu, have you forgotten? We are just making a deal and going through the motions."

As she said that, she bent down, stared at him with her clear eyes, and whispered: "You won't be tempted, will you?"

Seeing the girl's red lips opening and closing, it was obvious that the injury was on the head, but Fu Chengzhi's heart suddenly throbbed.

As if trying to cover up his abnormality, he suddenly laughed: "How is it possible? Don't forget, your life is still in Lao Tzu's hands."

But even so, it still didn't irritate Bai Wu.

She just smiled lightly, then turned around and was about to leave.

Fu Chengzhiwu who was behind him said again: "You should pay more attention to your ex-boyfriend. I only suffered some superficial injuries, but he was injured on the inside. I heard that he was a little mentally abnormal, and was sent to a foreign country by the old man overnight. receive treatment."

His tone was full of provocation and pride.

It seemed that the fight on New Year's Eve not only didn't cost him anything, but instead defeated Lu Yanchuan.

Bai Wu paused when she opened the door.

She turned around with a smile in her eyes: "Although I haven't seen him for a while,...you really don't think he was sent away by Grandpa Fu, do you?"

"What do you mean?" Fu Chengzhi said.

Bai Wu brushed her hair: "Master Fu, don't trust others too easily, let alone rumors."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, and closed the door neatly, locking all of Fu Chengzhi's doubtful questions inside.

She didn't know if Lu Yanchuan had any mental problems.

What she knew was that he must still be at Fu's house.

Because just this morning she smelled his breath in the room.

After this kind of thing happened, old man Fu would definitely not let Lu Yanchuan show his face easily again.

Just a pity.

I don't know when I will see her beautiful brother.

Her task is not yet complete.

The moonlight is like practice.

Mr. Fu drove the wheelchair to the most dilapidated villa behind the manor.

Outside the villa was planted a few roses, and the surrounding area was covered with raging weeds. Under the shroud of the pale moonlight, it was a bit chilly.

Mr. Fu asked Uncle Sheng to open the door of the villa with his usual expression, and pushed the wheelchair in by himself.

In the living room, there was a figure leaning on the sofa motionless.

There was no light source in the room, only a few strands of moonlight leaking from the window.

Mr. Fu sighed, and turned on the switch at the entrance.

In an instant, the dazzling light filled the entire room, as bright as day.

Lu Yanchuan raised his bony hands to cover his eyes, and a shadow was cast over his pale face, covering his expression.

Only then did Mr. Fu realize that he was holding a book in his hand, and various physical instruments and metal materials were scattered at his feet.

Although he was dissatisfied, he felt sorry for his only grandson. He sighed and said:

"Grandpa didn't mean to lock you up, but just hoped that you could calm down."

"I know, I'm doing well here." Lu Yanchuan's voice was as hoarse as gravel.

(End of this chapter)