Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 133 Fu Sicheng, I'm Sorry

"Stop talking and take a good rest. We'll talk about these things after you recover." Mrs. Fu said worriedly.

"You all go back, take grandpa back first, and I'll just stay here." Fu Sicheng spoke weakly and intermittently.

It was already past four o'clock in the morning. After Fu Sicheng pushed out the emergency room, they had been guarding until now, worrying for several hours. Considering that the old man was old and the doctor asked him to rest, Fu Sicheng's father agreed.

Mrs. Fu refused to leave, but her husband and Fu Chuchen persuaded her to leave.Fu Chuchen patted his chest and promised that he would take good care of his eldest brother and that there would be no mistakes.

When leaving the ward, the Fu family passed by Song Rao and all looked at her.Song Rao lowered her head and avoided her gaze.

"Do you know what happened to that girl?" the husband asked his wife when he left the ward.

"When Si Cheng is ready, you can ask him yourself, I don't know." Mrs. Fu didn't say anything nonsense because Song Rao gave Fu Sicheng a blood transfusion just in time.

Mainly, Fu Sicheng didn't admit anything to her.

Song Rao lowered her head, and suddenly heard Fu Sicheng's weak voice, who said to someone, "Come here."

She looked up and saw Fu Sicheng looking at her.

So Song Rao walked towards him, and when he was about to reach the bed, Fu Sicheng raised a hand towards her with difficulty.

The knuckles on the back of his hand were covered with injuries, which was shocking to see. It seemed that he was the only hand that could move.

Song Rao walked over, put her hand in his, let him hold it, and sat down beside the hospital bed.

Holding her hand in his hand, Fu Sicheng's heart felt at ease.He vaguely guessed that Gu Yang's crazy move was probably because he knew that the two of them broke up because of his handwriting, so he wanted to kill himself.

Fu Sicheng continued, "Fu Chuchen, get out."

Fu Chuchen looked at the two of them, oh, and went out.

Fu Sicheng looked at Song Rao, who was pale and without blood on his lips, and asked, "Why is your face so ugly?"

Song Rao said, "I was scared."

Fu Sicheng then asked, "What happened to that red spot on your face? Who hit you?"

After waking up, Fu Sicheng's vision was still a little blurry.

Song Rao stroked her cheek: "No, it's the imprint of my own palm when I was waiting just now." She changed the subject and asked Fu Sicheng, "How are you? Does it hurt?"

Fu Sicheng was injured all over his body. His right leg, chest cavity, and right arm were the most severely injured, with multiple fractures. Fortunately, his head injury was not that serious. Right now, when he speaks, he breathes more and breathes less.

Fu Sicheng said, "It's okay, I can't die."

Song Rao lowered her head slightly and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's because of me that Gu Yang did this, which almost killed you and Lin Li."

Just a little bit, and he was dead.Song Rao felt that he was to blame for causing him to be hurt like this.And with his character, I don't know how he would blame himself.

But Fu Sicheng said: "Since you said you have nothing to do with Gu Yang, then even if he really killed me, you don't need to apologize for him, and I don't want to hear it, understand?"

Fu Sicheng's big hand holding her hand withdrew his strength, and held her hand tightly.

Song Rao didn't expect that this man with power, identity, and status at the top of the pyramid didn't care so much about life and death.Shouldn't the richer one be, the more afraid of death?
Song Rao nodded.

He let go of her hand and raised it towards her with difficulty.

"Come here," he said.

Song Rao looked at the hand he was about to reach out to her, and leaned over uncertainly, bringing her face closer to his hand.

He caressed her cheek with his big hand, and gently rubbed the corners of her eyes twice with the pads of his thumbs.

Song Rao slowly grabbed his hand, and obediently put her face in his palm.

(End of this chapter)