Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 238 238: You care about me and you bring someone to stab me?

On March 6, the sun was shining brightly in the capital.

Compared with the continuous rain of the past few days, there is a warmer atmosphere.

Jiang Yi came out of the hotel conference room.

Party A came out from behind and looked for Jiang Yi: "Does Judge Jiang have a grudge against Zhao Ying?"

Wen Sirui stood behind him, stretched out his hand to block the man's body, and responded to the man's words with a sense of distance: "If you ask about work matters, we welcome you, but if you want to care about personal matters, forget it."

The other party was stunned.

Watching Jiang Yi go away.

Subsequently, the evaluation of Jiang Yi in the circle became simple and crude.

Excellent professional knowledge, but impersonal.

That evening, it was dark.

When Jiang Yi returned to the office, Jian Fangchi was standing at the door.

After getting out of the car, Fang Chi felt the gaze behind him, looked back and called "Mrs."

"Is your husband back?" Seeing Fang Chi, Fu Xiting must be either back or on his way back.

Fang Chi nodded: "I'm back. Sir asked me to take you back."

Jiang Yi felt a little emotional, go back?

If Meng Shu were here, wouldn't she be embarrassed?

"Are you in a hurry?"

Fang Chi shook his head slightly: "There's no rush."

Jiang Yien said: "Then wait."

Fang Chi never thought that he would have to wait for three hours.

At this time, the atmosphere in Yu Garden was extremely cold.

The biting cold wind of this winter was not as deep as the atmosphere in the Yu Garden house. Fu Xiting returned to Yu Garden with a pale face, and started a silent confrontation with Meng Shu. The mother and son were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the atmosphere was stiff even with the clicking of the floor clock.

Everybody can hear it.

When his father Fu Xiting returned home that day, Guan Qing handed the medicine to Suxin.

Ask her to make a cup for Fu Xiting immediately.

When Suxin brought the medicine to Fu Xiting, the man waved his hand and signaled her to go out.

"Sick?"

Meng Shu asked eagerly, as if she was pitying a thin person when she saw him, and asked her about her hardships.

She greeted Fu Xiting with greetings.

I don’t know how deep the relationship between mother and son really is.

"Do you care?" Fu Xiting drank the medicine from the cup.

The thick Chinese patent medicine spreads between the lips and teeth.

He felt no pain at all.

"What are you talking about? How can a mother not care about her son?"

Meng Shu's emotions would rise every time she heard Fu Xiting's doubts, as if the louder the voice, the more proof that she loved her.

Fu Xiting sneered: "Ms. Meng, are you sure you don't feel guilty when you say this?"

"You care about me and you bring someone to stab me?" Fu Xiting's voice rose slightly.

"Criticize Jiang Yi? What qualifications do you have? A man who sent his son into the hands of the enemy has the qualifications to criticize others? If you are ruthless, no one can beat you, right? What position do you stand in giving advice to others? Or do you?

Say, do you think you are a successful mother?"

Fu Xiting's tone was calm, as if he was talking about ordinary things, but there was no punctuation mark in this sentence.

Do you think that's it?

No no no.

Not only that.

"I really can't bear for my wife to bear the pain caused by my unsatisfactory family, so I choose to reconcile with you for a short time. But this does not mean that you can stand in the position of an elder and guide her. If it weren't for her, you wouldn't even be in Yuyuan."

You can't even get in, Ms. Meng, who allowed you to come to my territory and act as the hostess?"

Fu Xiting looked directly at her, and when the cold knife plunged into her chest, he was not polite.

Fu Xiting raised his hand to drink up the medicine in the cup, and placed the glass on the table without hesitation: "If you can act as a caregiver and make some contribution to my small family, I will leave you some freedom for the time being.

, If you fail more than succeed, then there is no need to exist, Ms. Meng, you must know your position."

Meng Shu sat on the sofa in the living room with a pale face, looking at Fu Xiting, she was trembling.

This was the child he had worked so hard to conceive for ten months, and now he was worse than a stranger.

Every word he spoke was carrying a knife, and he would never stab someone twice if he could kill him with one.

Now, the way he treats himself is all because of Jiang Yi.

All because of those few words she said to Jiang Yi.

Meng Shu's heart was as sharp as a knife.

Looking at Fu Xiting, his lips and teeth were trembling: "Am I not as good as Jiang Yi?"

Fu Xiting snorted lightly, stood up, and looked down at Meng Shu: "Jiang Yi will not kill me."

But you will.

That night, Fu Xiting sent Meng Shu away.

When Meng Shu answered the manor, she was so angry that she lay on the bed without eating or drinking, and refused to be persuaded by others.

"Madam, people over there say that a son will forget his mother when he marries a daughter-in-law. It turns out it's true."

The servant was waiting on the side, holding a towel to wipe Meng Shu's hands.

He muttered while wiping his hands.

Meng Shu lay on the bed and listened to the servant's words, tears streaming down her face.

Fu Xiting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of Yu Garden and called Su Xin: "Why didn't Wen Qi come with you this time?"

"Wen Qi recently suffered from the flu and is recovering."

Fu Xiting's face was cold: "Go and see who is next to Madam. If he is a dishonest person, deal with it directly."

Suxin was surprised.

He nodded tremblingly.

For a moment, I couldn't understand. I didn't understand whether Fu Xiting was looking for an opportunity for Meng Shu! Or was there really someone with a dirty mouth around Meng Shu?

7pm.

Su Xin entered the study and told Meng Shu that there was indeed such a person beside her.

When they went there, they happened to hear a few inappropriate words, and they brought them back according to Fu Xiting's request.

Now he is kneeling in the yard.

"Ask Wenqi to come back and serve her, and tell Fang Chi to go to the manor to teach those disobedient people."

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey, Suxin understands.

"Fang Chi hasn't come back yet."

"Not back yet?" Fu Xiting's tone was slightly positive.

Suxin shook her head.

At 7:15, Fu Xiting called Jiang Yi, but no one answered.

I called Fang Chi again and found out that there was a meeting there.

Even though I've been there for several hours, there's no end in sight.

Fu Xiting hung up the phone, covered his lips and coughed a few times, picked up his coat on the sofa and asked Suxin to prepare the car.

"Sir————," Su Xin quickly chased after him, as if she wanted to stop Fu Xiting.

As for the latter, all that was left for her was a back to step into the cold wind.

At eleven o'clock, Jiang Yi came out of the conference room.

Put on your coat and get ready to leave.

As soon as he opened the door and got in the car, he saw someone sitting in the back seat.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man's eyes slightly opened.

He raised his hand and held Jiang Yi's cold palm.

It was probably because the man's body temperature was always very high, so Jiang Yi didn't take it to heart.

"You've been waiting for a long time?"

The man shook his head slightly: "It's okay."

As the car drove slowly back to Yu Garden, Fu Xiting still closed his eyes and meditated.

And Jiang Yi didn't find anything wrong along the way.

When he arrived at Yuyuan Garden, Jiang Yi got out of the car and took two steps. Looking back, he saw the latter pushing open the door and getting out of the car. In just a few seconds, the man's steps faltered. Jiang Yi was startled and rushed over.

Help Fu Xiting.

And obviously.

She could not support a fainted man with her own strength. She supported Fu Xiting with one hand and tried to hold the car door with the other hand to prevent the two of them from falling.

But she didn't expect her hand to be pulled to the side of the car, and the moment the car door closed, it hit the back of her hand.

Jiang Yi retracted his hand in pain.

In an instant, she was knocked to the ground by Fu Xiting.

The bodyguards who rushed over wanted to save him, but were a step too late.

"Mrs."

"gentlemen."

The cry rang out.

Jiang Yi was so hit that his eyes were filled with tears.

When Fu Xiting was helped up, she barely felt that she could breathe.

The pain when his back hit the concrete floor was comparable to breaking several bones. Jiang Yi turned over and curled up, lying on the ground and huddled in pain.

"Madam," Suxin squatted on the ground, extremely nervous.

She tried to reach out to help the person up, but Jiang Yi's face turned pale and she asked Su Xin not to touch her in a hoarse voice.

"Are you okay?"

good?

No, no, no, she was not well at all. Jiang Yi greeted Fu Xiting's ancestors seventy, eight or ninety times in her heart, and the pain hit her in waves, but it had not yet swallowed up her reason.

With a pale face, she asked Suxin with a slightly trembling breath: "What's wrong with your husband?"

"My husband was in Hong Kong for several days without much rest. He suffered from gastric bleeding due to entertainment. He lay in the hospital for two days and could not be discharged. He was thinking about his little wife, so he came back from the hospital early."

Suxin polished her words to make her words sound sincere enough.

She tried her best to push Fu Xiting towards Jiang Yi. After all, she could tell which of the two was genuine and who was fake.

Jiang Yi took a breath and looked at Su Xin.

The person who sent Fu Xiting to the master bedroom came back and helped Suxin lift Jiang Yi up.

Jiang Yi felt like needles pricking his back.

"Did you call the doctor?"

The bodyguard nodded: "On the way here."

Jiang Yi hummed and looked at Su Xin: "You know that your husband is sick and you still let him go out?"

Suxin sighed slightly: "Sir, he wants to take his wife home and he can't stop her."

The pain in Jiang Yi's back was not as devastating as Su Xin's words.

"Assistant Guan Te said that my husband has not rested since the day he came back. He has been rushing to and from the hospital. He is thinking about his wife. He has been going back and forth, which is too much for his iron body."

Jiang Yi understood, Su Xin came to do misfortune for Fu Xiting.

The protagonist is unconscious and unable to speak, but she, the housekeeper, can describe what she saw and heard, so that she, the culprit, can feel some sympathy.

Su Xin became Fu Xiting's assist.

And it was the kind of assist that Jiang Yi could understand.

If she was as sinister as Meng Shu, she would still be able to say a few words, but her sincere expression looked like she wished you well.

Weird! Weird!

Half an hour later, the doctor came up. Jiang Yi was in the bedroom watching Suxin physically cool down Fu Xiting.

Obviously, Suxin knew that she couldn't move at this time, but she didn't make things difficult for her.

"38.9 degrees, let's cool down first!"

After some inspection, Fu Xiting hung up the water.

Jiang Yi sat aside, reached out and picked up the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and looked through the boxes one by one.

After finding nothing wrong, he ordered Su Xin to send people away.

Before leaving, the doctor looked at Jiang Yi with some confusion: "Why don't you wait until Mr. Fu's water is finished?"

"It's getting late, I'll just take care of it by removing the needles and changing the dressings," Jiang Yi said while leaning on the imperial concubine's couch by the window, looking at the doctor calmly.

Her lazy posture resembles that of a royal concubine in an ancient palace.

It's a sin to look at it more than once.

There were rumors that Mr. Fu's new wife was not very good-looking.

Only after seeing it did I realize that this was slander.

If this appearance is just unattractive, what about the rest of them?

Not worthy of living in this world?

The doctor looked slightly suspicious, but did not dare to say anything.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well in his heart.

Fu Xiting's methods are as ruthless as he is willing to give money.

The last family doctor was unable to survive in this profession and went abroad because someone discussed his personal affairs.

But I don't want to follow this path.

Late at night, Su Xin wiped Fu Xiting's body with a towel. Jiang Yi fumbled to take off her sweater. When she raised her hand, she gasped in pain.

Suxin asked if she needed help.

Jiang Yi thought, how dare you?

He turned around and looked at her with a sad expression.

She couldn't bear it.

"No, you take good care of your husband."

Jiang Yi took off his clothes and saw that his back was completely black and blue, with some broken skin.

It hurt so much that she scolded her mother.

He took a shower bravely and settled into the imperial concubine's couch next to the bed.

At two o'clock in the morning, Su Xin came to his senses at Su Xin's soft call, stood up and pulled out the needle on the back of Fu Xiting's hand. His method was as crisp and unambiguous as Lian Jiazi's.

She raised her eyes slightly and saw that the unconscious person had woken up and was looking at her.

"Learned it?" The man's hoarse voice sounded in the room.

Jiang Yi hummed: "You will be able to do it if you are influenced by your ears and eyes."

Both my parents are doctors, but I still have basic nursing skills.

"Hel me up and go to the bathroom."

People with high fevers are not unconscious. At least, Fu Xiting is still extremely sensitive to physiological needs at this time. In the bathroom, Jiang Yi's back was turned to him, listening to the sound of water running behind him.

She knew the difference in body structure between men and women as early as in junior high school textbooks, and she and Fu Xiting had already become a veritable couple, so she didn't feel embarrassed about this kind of thing.

The only thing that felt a bit impactful was watching this man from the mountains fall from the altar and become a mortal.

"Has Xu Qi been here?" Fu Xiting lay back on the bed, his face a little better, and the Xu Qi he mentioned was his family doctor.

"Xu Qi is on a business trip, and he is replaced by his colleague," Jiang Yi poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

"I crushed you when I fell, are you okay?"

Jiang Yi:…………

It was okay not to mention it, but when she mentioned it, she only felt a dense pain in her back, like being bitten by ants.

"Drink water," she moved the cup in her hand forward.

Fu Xiting took her hand and drank half a glass of water.

Jiang Yi deliberately avoided this question, probably because he didn't want to have another tender scene in the middle of the night, for fear that he wouldn't be able to bear it.

At three o'clock in the morning, the couple was still awake.

Fu Xiting watched Jiang Yi busy getting medicine. The person leaning on the bed might be because he was sick, or maybe it was because the scene in front of him was so warm.

The look on his face softened a bit.

The warm yellow light shines on his lover, covering her with a coat of brilliance, as if at this moment, the two of them are just ordinary people in this ordinary world, and the intrigues are just the content of the script.

(End of chapter)