Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 226 226: Fu Xiting is in the news

Yi Tian hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Yi, who was lying on the bed panting weakly.

Tears flowed down unconsciously.

The pain was simply indescribable. She had already lost one daughter in her life, and after losing her second daughter, she was not sure whether she could bear it.

But she knew that what she had to do at the moment was to keep Jiang Yi.

But now, all she can find is Fu Xiting.

"Water," Zou Yin opened the door and poured Yi Tian a glass of water.

Yi Tian wiped her tears and reached out to take it.

"If I don't find a perfect solution to stay here beforehand, I won't call the police."

Yi Tian looked at Zou Yin and didn't know what to say for a moment. Thank you?

It shouldn't be, because Jiang Yi is Zou Yin's daughter in an essential sense.

No thanks?

But Zou Yin didn't know all this.

Yi Tian finally thanked Zou Yin with choked sobs.

During the day, news of Zhao Zhen's injury spread throughout the capital.

The Zhao family was in turmoil.

In the hospital, Zhao Ying roared one after another: "How come the murderer can't be found? Where is the surveillance? Have you checked?"

The police knew the Zhao family's status very well, so they didn't dare to do anything perfunctory.

"I checked. The surveillance system on that section of road was just inspected some time ago and has not been completed. Plus it's a rainy night. Do you know why Mr. Zhao went to that alley?"

"How do you do things?" Zhao Ying kept roaring.

The policeman was sweating coldly.

The Zhao family is simply a hot potato.

Whoever picks up is a fool.

"If Miss Zhao doesn't believe it, we can find someone we can trust to assist us in the investigation. We also want to solve the case as soon as possible. The reason why we are here today is to contact the family members to understand the situation, not to be your punching bag and get scolded."

Next to him, a little boy who was not afraid of death opened his mouth to criticize Zhao Ying.

"Don't you want to do it anymore?" Zhao Ying glared at him with wide eyes.

"Failing to answer the questions properly will only delay the time of solving the case. Judge Zhao doesn't even know this when he is in the negotiation field, right?"

"Xiao Ying, that's enough," Bu Si scolded Zhao Ying: "This is for work."

Zhao Ying took a deep breath, turned around and looked away.

Just as he turned around, he saw Wu Jiangbai walking from a distance.

Wu Jiangbai was wearing a black suit, and his secretary followed behind him carrying a fruit basket.

Anyone who understands this scene will know what is going on.

After Busi dealt with the police, he saw Wu Jiangbai walking towards them.

"Mr. Wu."

"Mrs. Zhao," Wu Jiangbai glanced at the secretary, who handed over the fruit basket in his hand.

"How is Mr. Zhao doing?"

"The doctor said the situation is dangerous."

As Bu Si spoke, he choked up at the right time.

Wu Jiangbai nodded and said a few polite words: "Mr. Zhao has his own destiny, so there won't be any big problems. Director Fu contacted the capital's surgical expert, Academician Jiang, and he is on his way here now.

"

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, thank you, Mr. Fu."

"Take a step to talk?"

Walking to the fire escape nearby, Wu Jiangbai asked his secretary to look at the door of the fire escape behind him and asked his bodyguard to stare downstairs.

"Mrs. Zhao still doesn't know, right? The crash of the international negotiator's plane in early May has been exposed."

Bu Si trembled all over, and Wu Jiangbai helped the person politely.

"Someone picked up a note at the crime scene early in the morning, with the word "Jiang Fu" written on it, but people who came and went thought it was not important information and threw it away. If the note fell into the hands of the police, eventually

You don’t need me to tell you specifically what will happen, right? Mrs. Zhao, what Fu Dong means is that he must not be contaminated with dirt. If it is contaminated, he will shake it out. "

"You have to deliver the things. If innocent people are implicated————."

Wu Jiang might as well not have said anything else.

Bu Si naturally knew all this.

Fu Xiting came up with a sweet date, and then slapped him down.

Bu Si was almost unable to withstand the beating.

This move of being polite first and then attacking can be said to have given her a lot of face.

It also gave her a sense of crisis.

Fortunately, she just sent the police away without saying anything.

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

When Wu Jiangbai left, he glanced at Zhao Ying who was sitting on the chair in the operating room.

When my eyes glanced over, there was no extra warmth.

"Mom, what did Mr. Wu say?"

Bu Si held on to the wall, his wrists trembling a little.

He glanced at the servant standing nearby.

The latter told Zhao Ying all this only after he left her. Zhao Ying was horrified: "How could that happen?"

"Have you felt that there is any suspicious person around you recently?"

Zhao Ying thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "No."

"Think carefully, if this matter is exposed, we will all be screwed."

At ten o'clock in the morning, Guan Qing and others came to pick up Jiang Yi.

Seeing Jiang Yiliao lying lifeless on the hospital bed, he was obviously a little frightened.

"Mrs. Jiang, Director Fu asked me to pick him up."

"Where to take me?" Yi Tian asked nervously.

"Director Fu asked me to give Mrs. Jiang a message. Don't know too much about some things. If you want to keep your daughter, you should stand in a suitable position."

This is a reminder.

Yi Tian naturally knew.

She froze on the spot without saying a word.

"I took him away. Madam Jiang can rest assured that he will definitely return to Zhao intact."

…

Fu Xiting's warning seemed to be of no use.

Today, the news media is still broadcasting news recklessly.

In addition to the Zhao family, the Lin family was also in turmoil. If something happened to Zhao Zhen, Lin Han would be the first to be affected.

In the living room of the Lin family, Lin Han was furious. Wu Mei stood aside with a heavy face, holding a mobile phone and frequently contacting the outside world.

“What did the media say?”

"I didn't say anything, I was very strict."

"Do you want to go to the hospital to see Zhao Zhen?" Wu Mei asked.

Lin Han frowned and thought for a while: "It's not convenient for me to come forward, so you go."

"Where's my son?"

"Don't mention that evil obstacle to me."

Lin Han felt his head buzzing when he heard Lin Jingzhou's name.

Things happen one after another.

Before Zhao Zhen's operation was over, Lin Jingzhou was summoned by the police.

When the secretary informed him of this, Lin Han looked in disbelief.

"You are saying it again."

"The police took Lin Fan away, saying that Lin Fan was the last person to appear at the scene of Mr. Zhao's injury."

Wu Mei suddenly thought of what happened last night and looked at Lin Han in panic.

Inexplicably, she was a little worried, worried that Zhao Zhen was Lin Jingzhou's handiwork.

If Lin Jingzhou is really bent on revenge for Jiang Yi, then this matter will probably be complicated.

"Why is he around there?"

The secretary shook his head to express his ignorance.

Those who don’t know all this are fine. Who knows all this and doesn’t say something wonderful?

Jiang Yi killed Zhao Zhen, and his ex-fiancé went to take the blame in order to atone for his father's sins.

How exciting would it be if this were included in an eight o'clock TV series?

Three days later.

Fu Xiting recovered from his serious injury.

The outside media is still trying to make money.

Fu Xiting was lying on the hospital bed in hospital clothes, looking at Guan Qing standing in front of him: "How is the little lady?"

"It's still the same."

Fu Xiting closed his eyes. Guan Qing handed the water cup over to him. Fu Xiting took the cup and drank some water.

His voice was still weak: "What's going on?"

"Lin Jingzhou was still in the bureau and didn't say anything when asked. After the young lady stabbed Zhao Zhen, she communicated with him, but she didn't know what she said. Lin Jingzhou was hit hard. The media seized the limelight and spread the matter.

The hype is getting stronger and stronger, the news you asked us to release has been released, and many people on the forum are questioning whether Jiang Fu's death is related to Zhao Zhen."

"Zhao Zhen hasn't woken up yet. The Zhao family hasn't revealed any information to the media or the police, but they don't dare to blatantly bail Lin Jingzhou out."

"No one has found out about the little lady."

For Fu Xiting, the first few sentences are nonsense, but the last sentence is what he wants to hear.

Fu Xiting wanted to move, but the wound seemed to be involved.

He frowned in pain.

"Show me the forum."

That knife was so deep that Fu Xiting still feels pain all over his body.

Guan Qing handed over the phone, and Fu Xiting flipped through it casually.

[Is it really related? I am very suspicious. Zhao Ying is not qualified enough to enter the Negotiation Institute, so how did he get promoted so fast]

[Has no one discovered that the old leader of the original Negotiation Yuan has retired? 】

[The entire work of the Negotiation Institute has been abandoned]

[Let Zhao Ying directly take over the Negotiation Institute]

[This is the heroine you call]

[A woman who needs ability but not ability, needs means but not means, needs ability but not ability, and can only rely on her family background]

[I heard a few days ago that people from the Negotiation Institute were eating out and complaining about Zhao Ying’s failure to take responsibility]

[So it’s true? Then if Jiang’s death is really related to them, why didn’t they continue the investigation? 】

[I’ve already mentioned that people have family backgrounds, how is it easy to investigate background music? 】

[A black hand like this can block the light of many people, do you know?]

[It’s just pitiful that Jiang Pan’s parents are both big guys, but because of the death of their daughter, they grew old overnight]

Fu Xiting glanced at the forum and handed the phone back to Guan Qing.

"Let the news out that I'm injured."

Guan Qing was shocked: "No, Director Fu, once the news of your injury is released, the stock price of Dongting Group will inevitably plummet. The impact on the company will not be ordinary, and those small shareholders recently are not honest."

Wu Jiangbai also advised: "No, what Guan Qing said makes sense."

"How can the news that has been hidden with great difficulty be released again and let people grasp the clues? What is the difference between this and self-conscious graves?"

"Listen to me," the man said firmly, as if there was no room for slowness.

"Director Fu." Guan Qing said eagerly.

Looking at Wu Jiangbai, he seemed to want him to persuade him. Wu Jiangbai thought of something, and asked Fu Xiting carefully: "Does Mr. Fu want to use the news of his injury to divert the Zhao family's attention?"

As long as the popularity of the Zhao family subsides, the media will not dwell on the fact that Zhao Zhen was injured, nor will they blindly search for the real culprit. Only then will the little lady be able to escape from the invisible predicament.

What Mr. Fu did was like sacrificing himself to become his wife.

Until now, they have never seen any love for Fu Xiting in Jiang Yi.

Now, facing Fu Xiting's self-sacrifice, Wu Jiangbai just wanted to say one thing, how could Jiang Yi be so virtuous and capable?

Guan Qing and Wu Jiangbai looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At noon that day, the news that businessman Fu Xiting was injured spread. The media frantically took advantage of the opportunity to find out the truth. Obviously, the news about Fu Xiting was more exciting than the news about Zhao Zhen.

It can also gain more traffic.

Everyone was crazy about chewing the quick bones.

But how could this wealthy businessman let them get what they wanted?

On July 23, someone from the Dongting Group posted a photo of Fu Xiting entering the hospital covered in blood. This photo was speculated over and over by the media for two days. Just when the media had no material to speculate on, someone posted it again.

Photo of Fu Xiting being discharged from the emergency room.

Fu Xiting is like raising fish, feeding them bit by bit and whetting their appetite bit by bit.

Don't let the heat drop, but definitely don't give them too much food.

On July 25, Fu Xiting was able to get out of bed and move around, but he didn't care about the media who were waiting for help.

At this time, one week has passed since the wedding.

Zhao Zhen was still unconscious, and Lin Jingzhou had been taken away by Lin Han.

Fu Xiting also returned to Yuyuan.

The matter is still unresolved.

When Su Xin saw Fu Xiting return home, it could be said that she was ecstatic.

"Where's the little lady?"

Fu Xiting looked around and did not see Jiang Yi. On the contrary, the two cats were quite active in the house.

"The little lady is in the master bedroom."

"how are things?"

"The doctor came to treat the wound, but he didn't eat or drink much. He only drank a bowl of porridge most of the day and didn't talk."

Jiang Yi felt depressed. For a whole week, Suxin felt like she was suffering.

I have never seen Jiang Yi like this.

"I'll go up and take a look," Fu Xiting waved his hand, indicating to Guan Qing and the others that they didn't need to follow.

He pushed open the door and went in, and saw that the entire room was tightly blocked by thick blackout curtains.

The man walked to the window and opened the curtain with a loud bang.

Some people who have been lying in bed without seeing the sun for a few days can't adapt to the light, so they pull up the quilt and enlighten their eyes.

In just two or three seconds, the quilt was ripped away.

Fu Xiting held the quilt in one hand and stood condescendingly beside the bed looking at Jiang Yi.

Say nothing.

After thinking for a while, she pressed the intercom and asked Suxin to bring two people up to clean the room.

He doesn't leave either.

First, he went to the cloakroom to get a set of home clothes, and then went into the bathroom to wash his face.

When I came out, I saw Suxin vacuuming the floor with a vacuum cleaner.

Even though the business was so big, the person lying on the bed still looked like a dead person without even turning over.

From three o'clock in the afternoon to seven o'clock in the evening, the movement in the bedroom never stopped.

Jiang Yi didn't want to speak, and Fu Xiting didn't force her to speak.

But there are a lot of people coming and going.

Fu Xiting moved his business to the bedroom, where reports, phone calls, and keyboard sounds came and went.

At 7:35 in midsummer, the sky is still dark, the thin clouds are gradually receding, and twilight is about to come.

The keyboard in Fu Xiting's hand stopped when Jiang Yi's words came to a halt.

She said: "Can you get out?"

Fu Xiting picked up the cup on the side and took a sip of boiled water, then asked Jiang Yi: "Why should I go out?"

He added: "This is my home."

Jiang Yi stopped talking.

Fu Xiting put down the cup and continued what he was doing: "Look at you, how pitiful you are, you don't even have a place to lick your wounds."

(End of chapter)