fiery fall

Zhang Lan looked at his daughter's frown, patted the back of her hand, and said coldly: "How can I forgive Shen Anyan for hurting you like this? Besides, Shen Changfeng is definitely responsible for your father becoming like this!" "

Through what happened in the nursing home, Zhang Lan not only had a changed view of Fu Qianbei, but also of Shen Changfeng and his daughter. I originally thought that the lack of contact was just for Fu Qianbei's revenge to be transferred to them. Now it seems that Shen Changfeng has a deep resentment towards their family.

Shen Ennan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the nine victims on Weibo just now, and said in a deep voice: "Mom, Shen Anyan has hurt so many people, and she should pay the due price. This is justice to the victims."

"I will discuss with Fu Qianbei about dad's treatment."

Zhang Lan nodded. Now she was not so repelled by Fu Qianbei, let alone the matter of resuscitating her husband.

Shen Ennan softened his tone and asked tentatively: "You don't object to me and Fu Qianbei now, do you? I really believe him. He has nothing to do with the bankruptcy of my father and the Shen family. What happened back then was that the Shen family was sorry for him. I hurt him and he let it go, he really has me in his heart."

Zhang Lan looked slightly embarrassed and looked at her husband who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed. "I keep my promise. Now that I have found your father within half a year, I will not oppose you again."

Shen Ennan felt relieved.

After sitting with Zhang Lan for a while, Shen Ennan returned to Fu Qianbei's ward, remembering that Fu Qianbei would wake up.

The latter was still comatose due to excessive blood loss.

Shen Ennan sat beside the hospital bed, looking at his pale but beautiful features, feeling extremely relieved.

Unknowingly, she couldn't help but leaned forward and gently pressed her lips against Fu Qianbei's lips.

Suddenly, there was a door opening behind him.

Shen Ennan's body froze slightly. When he looked back, he saw Dr. Meng, who was wearing a mask and was about to walk in with a medical record in his hand. The man had obviously seen the scene just now.

"Doctor Meng." Shen Ennan stood up with a blushing face.

Suddenly, I felt nervous and embarrassed about secretly falling in love while studying and being caught by the dean.

Dr. Meng coughed and walked in, "Mrs. Fu, is Mr. Fu still awake?"

Shen Ennan awkwardly touched the broken hair on his forehead, making many small movements, "Not yet. After changing the medicine just now, I fell asleep and have been sleeping until now."

"I'm here to get a thermometer." Dr. Meng walked to the bedside table, picked up the tool he had just forgotten, looked at Shen Ennan hesitantly, and finally said: "Mrs. Fu, um, I know it's normal for young people to have needs. , but your husband’s current physical condition is really not suitable for that, so you should exercise some restraint..."

Shen Ennan's cheeks were hot. He didn't know how to answer. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I understand. Thank you Dr. Meng for reminding me. I will put his health first."

Doctor Meng: "This is the right thing to do. Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood."

Shen Ennan: "Dr. Meng, do you have other jobs? I won't keep you here. If anything happens to my husband, I will ring the nurse bell."

Dr. Meng paused and was about to leave.

"Doctor Meng, do you need to change the dressing?" Fu Qianbei slowly opened his eyes on the bed, his voice was hoarse and weak.

He felt like he had only narrowed his eyes for a short while. Could it be that it was time to change the dressing again?

Doctor Meng looked at him and chuckled: "It's not time to change the dressing yet. When we were changing the dressing, the thermometer was left behind. I came over to get it. The next dressing change will be at eight o'clock in the evening."

Fu Qianbei noticed his wife's expression on the side, and slowly glanced at Dr. Meng, "I know."

"There are still patients. I'll leave first." Dr. Meng nodded slightly, turned around and took two steps, then looked at Fu Qianbei on the hospital bed. "Remember to rest recently and don't do any exercise."

Fu Qianbei's eyes were calm, "Okay, I understand."

Before Dr. Meng left, he couldn't help but glance at Shen Ennan, and then strode away.

He was a little puzzled. Mr. Fu didn't have an incurable terminal disease and needed to stay as a wife as soon as possible. Mrs. Fu was also his legal wife and didn't need to use his son to get the upper hand. Why was he so anxious?

Are the relationships among young people these days so fiery?

In the ward, Fu Qianbei looked at Shen Ennan lightly, patted the edge of the bed and motioned for her to sit down, "Why is your face red? What did you do while I was asleep?"

Shen Ennan sat down and drank half a glass of cold water, "No!"

Fu Qianbei's Adam's apple rolled up and he said hoarsely: "I also want to drink water." Shen Ennan mixed a cup of warm water, inserted the straw into the cup, and fed it to his lips.

"Don't want to use a straw."

Shen Ennan muttered shyly: "Now I can only use a straw, for your health's sake."

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows and hummed.

Shen Ennan looked at his clear and pale face, "Don't seduce me, drink water!"

Fu Qianbei's Adam's apple rolled again, his thin lips chuckled, and he drank water quietly with his eyes closed.

Combined with Dr. Meng's repeated reminders, he probably guessed that something happened while he was sleeping.

Fu Qianbei's mood is getting better and better.

There is nothing more worthy of joy than the fact that the person you love is so obsessed with you.

"Will Shen Anyan be put on trial tomorrow?"

Shen Ennan put the water cup back on the bedside table, pulled out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Yes, Shen Changfeng came to the hospital just now and wanted me to sign a letter of understanding. I didn't agree and called my mother."

Fu Qianbei's face cooled slightly, but he still spoke gently to Shen Ennan, "Give me your phone."

Shen Ennan handed him the phone and warned, "Doctor Meng wants you to rest."

Fu Qianbei took the phone, edited a text message and put it down. He smiled softly and said, "It's up to you."

"I'll leave Shen Anyan's matter to Jiang Yan, you don't have to worry."

"Well, I just wanted to stay with you these two days." Shen Ennan looked at his face, and the fear of separation and death seemed to have not completely dissipated. She could not live without the person in front of her for the rest of her life.

Fu Qianbei chuckled: "It seems that being hospitalized is good, and there is still a world for two."

The ward was warm and peaceful, and Fu Qianbei suddenly enjoyed this quiet time.

The next morning.

The Beichang Court's trial against Shen Anyan came out. Multiple victims jointly reported the crime. The crime was atrocious and he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Yesterday she was a graceful and graceful actress, but today she has become a miserable prisoner.

#深安彦 Life imprisonment# became the last hot search trend in Shen Anyan’s life.

When Shen Changfeng heard the final result, he almost had a heart attack on the spot. After taking Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, he called Zhang Lan angrily.

But his number has been blocked by Zhang Lan.

Shen Changfeng scolded Zhang Lan and Shen Ennan fiercely in his heart, and was surrounded by reporters when he walked out of the court.

"Mr. Shen, did you know before that your daughter Shen Anyan has done so many unscrupulous things?"

"Mr. Shen, do you think you can accept the court's final judgment on your daughter Shen Anyan?"

"For the victims who were harmed by Shen Anyan, as the father of the instigator, do you have anything to say?"

Facing the reporters who were swarming and speaking fiercely, Shen Changfeng held his chest up and down, blood rushed to his cheeks, and finally his vision went dark.