Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Chapter 446 The Half-Brother Tries to Smother Fu Zhengting

Fu Zhengting was delirious with fever and couldn't even open his eyes.

He vaguely sensed that someone came in after his mother left.

She is standing by his bedside, looking at him.

His intuition told him that the visitor was up to no good.

He tried to open his eyes a little, but his head was burning up too fast.

It was hot, burning, and I felt dizzy.

He was subjected to triple torture, which made him wish he were dead.

He Qihan could tell that Fu Zhengting's condition was very serious without even touching his forehead.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhengting was so lucky; he survived both the fire and the explosion.

When he watched the live broadcast, he thought the explosion was a certainty.

Only when Fu Zhengting dies will the position of president of the Fu Group truly belong to him.

If Fu Zhengting recovers from his injuries and returns to the Fu family, then no matter how outstanding his work ability is, Fu Zhenlong will definitely ask him to give up his position to Fu Zhengting.

And also the veterans and senior executives of the Fu Group.

Although he earned their recognition through his work ability, he was far inferior to Fu Zhengting.

Therefore, Fu Zhengting must die.

Now is a great opportunity to take action.

He wore a mask and a hat to cover himself up completely, only revealing his eyes. When he entered the hospital, he deliberately avoided the surveillance cameras.

First kill the person, then sabotage the hospital's surveillance cameras.

Although the risks are high, if we don't act now, we don't know if we'll have another chance.

He took another step toward the hospital bed.

He put on gloves, intending to smother Fu Zhengting.

Fu Zhengting sensed danger approaching. He wanted to open his eyes wide to see, but the pain tormented him so much that he didn't even have the strength to do so.

He Qihan revealed a triumphant smile, and placed his hands on Fu Zhengting's mouth and nose, forcefully covering them.

He didn't see the doctor on duty when he arrived.

It would take Xiao Hailan at least five minutes to go and call someone.

Five minutes is enough to suffocate them.

Fu Zhengting felt a hand blocking his breathing.

He tried to take it down, but he couldn't muster any strength.

The feeling of suffocation gradually intensified.

After leaving the ward, Xiao Hailan took a few steps and suddenly had a bad feeling.

For no reason at all.

A strong sense of unease inexplicably welled up within me.

She couldn't ignore this unease.

My son's safety is the most important thing.

You can ring the bell to call the doctor.

Thinking this, she immediately turned around and walked back.

Hearing hurried footsteps outside the door, He Qihan panicked and strained his ears to assess the situation.

Xiao Hailan couldn't possibly call for help so quickly.

But the footsteps sounded like they were coming towards this ward.

After waiting a few seconds, he had to withdraw his hand.

Fu Zhengting's face was so hot, and he had no ability to resist; he must have been delirious from the fever.

He was torn between pretending to visit Fu Zhengting and leaving immediately, or hiding in the restroom first.

He had no time to choose. The ward door was pushed open, and Xiao Hailan rushed in.

When their eyes met, he felt somewhat guilty.

Xiao Hailan knew from He Qihan's evasive eyes that he had ill intentions. She questioned him sharply, "Who are you? What do you want?"

When questioned, she quickly sized up He Qihan, fearing he might have a weapon that could harm someone, and instinctively tried to back away.

But when she thought about the great safety risks her son would face if this person stayed in the ward, she became fearless and instead of retreating, she moved forward, wanting to control He Qihan first.

Seeing that there was no chance to fool anyone now, He Qihan had no choice but to take off his mask to let Xiao Hailan see his face, and made up an excuse, "It's me, I have a cold, I came to the hospital to get medicine and also to see Fu Zhengting..."

He coughed twice after speaking, "Cough, cough!"

"No matter how you look at it, he is my half-brother."

Xiao Hailan laughed mockingly, clearly not believing it.

She didn't know He Qihan's name and sternly warned, "I don't care whether what you're saying is true or false, if you dare to have any intention of harming my son..."

She gritted her teeth, her face resolute in the face of death, and declared, "I'll take you down with me!"

Feeling that threat wasn't enough, he added fiercely, "If my son dies, your mother won't live either!"

She knew that Fu Zhenlong had abandoned his first love, with whom he had dated for almost five years, in order to marry her.

That woman must hate her to death.

The reason I knew that He Qihan was the son of Fu Zhenlong's first love was because I saw an announcement on Fu's official account.

When Fu Zhenlong announced that He Qihan would take over as president, he specially had a notice issued and attached a photo of He Qihan.

Fu Ziliu called her to vent his dissatisfaction.

Moreover, He Qihan looks a lot like Fu Zhenlong, because his son also inherited Fu Zhenlong's thick eyebrows and deep eyes, so He Qihan and his son also look somewhat alike.

However, this man's demeanor was nowhere near as refined as his son's.

The son's refinement and magnanimity emanate from his very being.

This person only had murderous intent and resentment in his eyes; he lacked any magnanimity.

He Qihan stared at Xiao Hailan in shock.

He never expected that Xiao Hailan, who seemed so dignified, would say such extreme things.

This firm stance doesn't seem like a casual verbal warning.

Fearing He Qihan wouldn't take it seriously, Xiao Hailan added, "Remember this: I'll do anything to protect my son. He barely survived, and I'll risk my life to ensure he never suffers again!"

She wanted to show He Qihan how determined she was to protect her son.

Fu Zhengting vaguely heard his mother's words.

I was deeply moved.

His heart wasn't made of stone. Even if he resented his mother, he couldn't help but be moved by her words.

If his mother hadn't returned in time, he might have already died.

I don't know why my mother came back so quickly.

He remembered his mother's life-saving grace.

He even considered canceling it out.

This act of saving a life has made up for the previous indifference.

Perhaps he should try to let go of his resentment and accept his mother's concern.

However, deep down, there is resistance and rejection.

He Qihan looked around and found that there were no surveillance cameras in the ward, so he could make excuses.

He glanced sideways at Fu Zhengting on the hospital bed, who seemed unlikely to wake up anytime soon. Without batting an eye, he retorted, "You're overthinking it. I just happened to be passing by and came in to take a look."

"There are no surveillance cameras here, so you can say whatever you want. Or maybe I came back too quickly, and you haven't had a chance to make a move yet. My son's death is most beneficial to you. Even a fool can see what you're up to." Xiao Hailan sharply exposed He Qihan's true colors.

He Qihan sighed helplessly, "There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me."

"Since you don't welcome me, then I'll leave."

He took the opportunity to try to slip away.

Xiao Hailan stopped him, raising her voice in a warning, "You're not leaving until you understand what happened while I was gone."

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