Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 242 243: Do you know that your lover is a murderer?

When Zhao Zhen rolled downstairs, he saw Jiang Yi standing in the reception room on the second floor from the corner of his eye.

She stood tall and tall at the door of the reception room, with one hand in her pocket, looking at him as if looking at an ant that had nothing to do with life or death, without any emotional wavering.

That cold feeling was more frightening than the killing feeling on Fu Xiting's body.

The former is looking down on all sentient beings and watching you go to hell, while the latter is sending you to hell with his own hands, but the former is more cold-hearted than the latter, indifferent like a machine without emotion.

Suddenly, he thought of Jiang Fu.

That Jiang Fu whose every frown and smile are worth learning from.

"Death is just a necessary journey in life. It will be experienced sooner or later. It cannot be escaped or avoided. Instead of being afraid, it is better to be ready to accept it at any time. The biggest regret in a person's life is to always regret the regrets of the past. Death

—It’s not scary.”

"My parents are both doctors. When I was a child, I would sit in the corridor of the hospital doing my homework, watching the family members crying and sending people to the morgue. I would think about what would happen if the person lying there was me one day."

"Death is not scary, death with regret is scary."

"Everything in this world has its traces, but after a person dies, it becomes difficult to find them."

In Zhao Zhen's mind, Jiang Fu's words kept repeating over and over again.

Scenes from the past kept playing out in his mind, and he didn't seem to think that he would think of the lost life a year later.

"I have seen too many regretful deaths since I was a child, so I have carefully thought about every step I take in my life, not wanting to leave any regrets in my life."

"If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts."

Zhao Zhen suddenly felt that Jiang Yi was not Jiang Yi, but Jiang Fu who was possessed by a ghost.

Screams rang out in the office.

People in the office area instinctively wanted to help the person up. There was a thud at the stairs on the second floor, and everyone who was walking forward stopped in their tracks.

When he raised his eyes to the second floor, he saw Wen Sirui casually bending over to pick up the mobile phone on the ground. His slow and leisurely attitude was completely different from the hurried colleagues downstairs.

As a result, everyone's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Zhao Zhen lay on the ground struggling hard.

He looked at everyone and asked for help.

But around here, no one even stepped forward.

"Why are you standing there? Call 120!"

Wen Sirui's voice woke up everyone who was stunned.

Everyone was shocked and started to move quickly.

I'm busy calling 120.

Upstairs, Jiang Yi took out a towel from the drawer and took in the cup from which Zhao Zhen drank and looked at it.

"Mr. Jiang," Wen Sirui saw Jiang Yi put down the cup when he entered.

"If the police come to investigate, please remember to tell the truth. You made a cup of green tea first, but felt that the quality of the green tea was not good, so you poured it out and got a new cup."

Jiang Yi's tone was calm, and there was no hint of urgency.

The indifferent look on her face made it seem as if she had already mastered this kind of thing and it wasn't worth her while to worry.

She had always regretted not stabbing Zhao Zhen to death last time. Today, she would not give him a second chance no matter what.

People who deserve to go to hell cannot live.

"Mr. Zhao, he————," Wen Sirui didn't know what was going on.

"He is allergic to green tea. A cup of highly concentrated green tea is enough to kill him."

Wen Sirui took a breath.

When looking closely at Jiang Yi, her attitude of wanting to kill people and not hiding it makes people take a breath unconsciously.

It seemed like she had been waiting for a day. She had been waiting for a long time.

And Zhao Zhen will definitely die today.

Wen Sirui seemed to have just met Jiang Yi today, a girl who entered the society too early. The calmness of her body that made a splash and landed everywhere made people unable to take their eyes away.

She stands tall and straight, and her back is straight and straight, making people feel that she is the god of this world.

Everyone else is just an ordinary person, they are all ants, they are all pawns lingering in the livestock lane.

"Can I ask, why?" Wen Sirui experienced this kind of thing in the first year she entered the mall. The fear and panic in her heart was difficult to hide. She didn't understand what happened in the middle, so when things started

She was unprepared when it happened.

In a way, Jiang Yi is her classmate, her leader, and her mentor in life. He is the person who teaches her everything through his actions throughout her life.

Jiang Yi took out a cigarette from the drawer, put his hands together and lit it, his eyes a little distant: "It is only right to kill someone to pay for their life."

Wen Sirui:…………

The reason why Jiang Yi becomes Jiang Yi is because she is unique.

Only then could Wen Sirui understand what Si Han said.

Once upon a time, she was quite curious as to why Si Han, the second generation ancestor, would willingly work as a driver for others, but now, she seems to be grateful.

Personality charm is something that cannot be developed without years of accumulation.

The reason Jiang Yi knew about this was thanks to Zhao Ying.

One day, when they were still in the same unit, Zhao Ying answered the phone in the elevator, and his tone was urgent, as if the other person would die if he arrived a second late.

"You know that dad can't drink green tea but you still don't pay attention. Do you know that allergies can kill people?"

At that time, she and Zhao Ying were the only two people in the elevator. Jiang Yi heard this and glanced at Zhao Ying. The latter was focused on answering the phone and didn't seem to notice that he was standing behind him.

She hurriedly entered the elevator with her cell phone in hand, ran out in a hurry, and left the negotiation house like the wind.

She never thought that Zhao Zhen would pay a heavy price for what she said many years later.

The cigarette on the woman's fingertips flickered between her lips and teeth. The atmosphere in the entire office building was in panic, and this panic had nothing to do with Jiang Yi. Wen Sirui could even see a little happiness on her face.

This is an almost cruel feeling.

The people downstairs were lying on the ground unconscious, while the people upstairs were holding cigarettes and smoking them leisurely. No matter how you looked at them, they didn't look like they were worried about others.

On this day, Jiang Yi had murderous intentions.

As for Zhao Zhen, he could not escape.

When 120 roared in, people in the office building scattered around and talked to the ambulance personnel about the situation.

"Suddenly it rolled down the stairs, and we didn't dare to touch it."

When the ambulance crew put the person on the stretcher, they did not forget to comment: "It is right not to touch."

That afternoon, the news that Zhao Zhen was in coma in Jiang Fu spread in the capital, and some people even imagined a big drama.

"Why did Zhao Zhen go to Jiang Yi? Did he want to seek justice for his daughter?"

"Then why did you faint? Did you do something?"

"It doesn't look like it! I saw someone posted a photo on the forum saying that Zhao Zhen rolled down the stairs. It was not man-made."

"Is this a case of porcelain?"

"Or do you want to blackmail this?"

"In Jiang Yi's eyes, the Zhao family is probably like the old beggars on the road. He can't get rid of them. Except for Zhao Ying, he is Zhao Zhen. They are being punished one after another."

"Zhao Zhen is the same. He is very old. If this matter is really his fault, wouldn't he be defrauding others? Will Director Fu just sit idly by and ignore it?"

….

"Director Fu, something happened," Fu Xiting was leaning on his chair with his eyes closed to relax at noon, when Guan Qing knocked on the door and came in.

The man's eyes were slightly raised and he looked at Guan Qing with slightly hazy eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Zhao Zhen went to see his little wife this morning and fell from the second floor. News came from the hospital that Zhao Zhen's current condition is very dangerous."

Wow - as soon as Guan Qing finished speaking, Fu Xiting picked up the coat on the hanger and strode out.

While walking, he ordered Guan Qing to prepare the car.

Guan Qing was startled, then quickly caught up with him: "Director Fu, it is not a wise move for you to go over now. If there are media at the door, it will have an impact on the East Courtyard."

There is usually nothing wrong with Guan Qing's thinking. In other words, he is able to get to his current position only because he thinks about the company wholeheartedly.

But now - this approach is inappropriate.

Fu Xiting's life is not only about the company, but also about Jiang Yi.

The man who once focused on his career branched out in his life and transferred half of his energy to Jiang Yi.

Guan Qing's words did not stop Fu Xiting, and the man moved forward eagerly.

Until you get on the bus and leave the company.

"What happened?"

When Wu Jiangbai came up from downstairs, he saw Guan Qing standing at the elevator entrance with a confused look on his face.

Guan Qing sighed: "Something happened over there, little madam."

"What happened?" Wu Jiangbai would frown unconsciously whenever he heard the words "little madam" or "Jiang Yi".

It was probably because Jiang Yi's impact on him was too great.

"Something happened to Zhao Zhen in Jiangfu, and his life or death is uncertain now."

Wu Jiangbai was shocked.

"Let Guo Siqing go there, and the manager of the public relations department will bring someone over."

This matter is not trivial. If Zhao Zhen died at Jiang Yi's place, they must make complete preparations.

The capital is in turmoil.

The first to be in turmoil was the Zhao family.

When Busi received the call, he stood up from his chair and asked in a high tone, "What did you say?"

"Madam," Zhao Zhen's secretary was slightly choked with sobs.

"Mr. Zhao fell from upstairs and is rescuing him now."

In less than a year, Zhao Zhen first stabbed himself in the north and now fell from a building. This series of accidents made the company's management complain endlessly.

A group without its backbone is like a piece of loose sand.

Not to mention that people from all sides were watching eagerly. In the hospital, Zhao Ying hurried over, stared at the secretary and asked: "Where did the incident happen?"

"Sir went to see Mrs. Fu this morning."

"It took about ten minutes after Mrs. Fu came to the company. The two met and chatted for a while. When Mr. Zhao left, he accidentally rolled down the stairs on the second floor. Mrs. Fu had already called the police and actively monitored the office building.

It was handed over to the police, and now the media is watching outside.

The answer given by the hospital is not very ideal. The media has heard about it and the news has been released. If the situation is really serious, the company's stock may not be able to hold it."

Zhao Ying listened to the secretary's series of words, and his hand holding the bag felt like veins were popping out.

"Why did father go to Jiang Yi?"

"Mr. Zhao didn't say anything." The secretary may not know everything.

Zhao Ying didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Jiang Yi. She looked down slightly, her thin lips pursed tightly as if she was struggling.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room was pushed open.

"Who is Zhao Zhen's family member?"

"I am," Zhao Ying walked forward quickly.

"Let me tell you about the patient's condition. Do you know that the patient is allergic to green tea?" The doctor asked Zhao Ying quickly while holding the list.

"I know," Zhao Ying responded.

"The patient consumed a large amount of green tea today, which caused the respiratory tract to swell. He is now in the stage of lung failure. The situation is not very optimistic. The family members need to sign a critical illness notice."

Zhao Ying was surprised: "I won't sign."

"Why do you need to sign? Shouldn't you doctors do your best to save people?"

When the nurse heard what Zhao Ying said, her face turned dark immediately: "Who said we didn't try our best to save people? Why should I ask you to sign this if we don't try our best to save people? If you make noises, go out and make noises. If you don't believe us, we will find another doctor.

, if you don’t sign, many rescue measures during the operation will not be used. It is you who missed the best time and will regret it for the rest of your life.”

"Miss," the secretary reached out and pulled Zhao Ying's arm.

Indicate to her that now is not the time to make trouble unreasonably.

He stretched out his hand to take the document from the nurse's hand and motioned for Zhao Ying to sign. Zhao Ying finished signing with a trembling voice, said sorry and handed the document back to the nurse.

Not far away, someone held a camera and took a complete picture of the scene just now.

"What did the police say?"

"Why do you drink green tea? My dad obviously knows that he is allergic to green tea, so how can he drink green tea?"

"This matter must be Jiang Yi's fault," Zhao Ying always felt that this matter was closely related to Jiang Yi.

Her decisive tone made her want to sentence Jiang Yi to life imprisonment in the corridor of the hospital.

"Only people close to him know that Mr. Zhao is allergic to green tea. If Mrs. Fu doesn't know about it, we can't do anything to her."

The problem lies here.

A suspicious person like Zhao Zhen will not put his shortcomings out in the open and let everyone know.

Therefore, only a few people in his family knew that he was allergic to green tea.

Maybe even the one raised outside doesn't know about it.

"impossible----."

Zhao Ying roared out angrily, and after finishing his roar, he was stunned for a moment.

Impossible what?

It's impossible that there's nothing we can do to her?

Or is it impossible to know that Zhao Zhen is allergic to green tea?

Here, the hospital was in chaos. When Bu Si hurried over, the doctor had already issued a second critical illness notice.

…

At 1:25 noon, Fu Xiting's car parked at the door of the office building. The first thing that caught his eye was the police car in the yard.

Fu Xiting was about to get out of the car, and the media surrounding the door were all in a commotion, shouting crazily with long guns and short cannons.

"Director Fu? Someone on the Internet said that Mrs. Fu is suspected of murder. Is it true?"

"Dr. Fu, if Mrs. Fu really intends to murder Mr. Zhao, will you get a divorce?"

"Director Fu, do you know that your lover is a murderer?" the media shouted.

Fu Xiting, who was about to go to the office building, suddenly turned around and walked quickly to the media. Every blood vessel in his body became as hard as an angry lion: "Shut your mouth."

(End of chapter)