Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 232 Fu Xiheng, that's how you fucking take care of her, huh?

"What's going on?" Rong Lianye put his phone back into his trouser pocket, and stood in front of the bed against the light, his tall figure looming above An Nuan's head.

"Aunt Tong said that Fu Zijin had an asthma attack last night,"

After speaking, An Nuan turned and went to the bathroom.

An hour later, An Nuan came to the hospital under the strong force of the man.

In fact, as a doctor, she can handle it simply by herself.

At most, drink some antipyretics, and then get a good night's sleep and you'll be fine.

But inexplicably, there was such a hurdle in her heart, which made it hard for her to get through.

Or maybe, she wanted to come to the hospital to see what it was like...

In the quiet corridor of the hospital, golden sunlight poured in, and the fine dust floating in the air shrouded in light beams was visible to the naked eye.

The spotless white tiles clearly reflect people's faces.

Not far away, the slender figure of the man was drawn very long by the light, holding a white transparent plastic bag in one hand, and a cup of porridge in the other.

He stopped abruptly.

Meeting the dumbfounded gazes of the two people on the opposite side, Feng Qian behind him reminded: "Mr. Fu, these are Mr. Rong and Miss An Nuan."

Fu Xiheng's deep eyebrows were arched, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, turning a deaf ear to Feng Qian's words.

Obviously, he has seen it.

Fu Xiheng strode towards An Nuan.

"Rong Lianye,"

An Nuan was startled, almost as soon as the words fell, the man had already walked in front of Fu Xiheng with vigorous steps.

Hurry up!

After reacting, a heavy punch had landed on the corner of the man's mouth, and An Nuan immediately opened her eyes wide in shock.

A few drops of blood immediately oozed from Fu Xiheng's thin lips.

He raised his hand and wiped it with his rough fingertips a few times.

There was a bit of hostility between the brows.

Rong Lianye's blood spurted out, as if he couldn't get enough of anger, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's shirt collar, "Fu Xiheng, that's how you fucking take care of her, huh?"

Feng Qian turned pale with shock, not knowing why Young Master Rong went crazy so early in the morning.

There was an emergency at the company last night. His family, Mr. Fu, went to the company to work overtime after leaving the hospital late at night, and he was busy until three o'clock in the morning.

It was almost a night without sleep.

Aunt Tong worried about calling Tianhe Xiyuan this morning. After hearing An Nuan's sickly voice, she immediately called Fu Xiheng.

And his Mr. Fu came to the hospital to buy medicine for her before he even had time to eat.

But why was he beaten for no reason? ?
Feng Qian was very unfair to his boss.

Pale-faced, he ran up to the two of them, "Young Master Rong, have you misunderstood Mr. Fu? He..."

Rong Lianye glanced at him with familiar eyes, and Feng Qian shivered.

"Feng Qian," Fu Xiheng turned his head halfway, motioning for him to back down.

The four eyes met, Fu Xiheng's dark and deep pupils jumped over the man who was close at hand, and looked at the woman who was briefly frightened not far away.

She was like a kitten who was suddenly frightened, and the look in her eyes... was pitiful.

"What happened?"

Fu Xiheng spoke in a low voice.

Rong Lianye looked down at the steaming porridge in his hand, and snorted, "To see her?"

No need to point it out, Fu Xiheng knew who she was referring to when Rong Lianye said.

Feng Qian also suddenly understood.

I feel even more wronged for Fu Xiheng in my heart.

It is true that Mr. Fu dropped by to see Miss Zijin, but Mr. Fu mentioned Miss An Nuan first.

The lines of Fu Xiheng's face were tense, his eyes fell on Rong Lianye, and his eyes darkened a little bit.

(End of this chapter)