Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 316 317: Zhou Wentang is angry and funny

In the hotel, Zhou Wentang smoked a cigarette in his hand.

He looked down at Zhao Ying. Although he said nothing, his eyes had already given him away.

He didn't answer but asked: "What do you think?"

What do you think! These three words are really cruel to her.

It was so cruel that she couldn't move her mind for a while.

When Zhou Wentang looked at her, wasn't he looking at a clown?

Zhao Yingluo's hand on his thigh was trembling: "Why?"

Zhou Wentang lit ashes in the ashtray, and laughed a little bit: "The grievances between my family are, at best, my nephew's disobedience. My uncle gave me some advice, but Judge Zhao stepped in and asked me questions."

Why?"

"Don't you feel like a joke?"

Zhou Wentang was both angry and funny. Angry was the reason for her angry voice.

It’s funny because this guy looks so cute and cute.

It's somewhat stupid.

"Pan Zhao mistakenly thought that since he sat in the position of Minister of the Negotiation Yuan, he felt that he could have a say in the capital? But Zhao Pan didn't seem to have thought about what would happen to the person who originally sat in your position.

.”

"You did not win the power of the Negotiation Yuan. Don't you know how capable you are? Judge Zhao! The most valuable thing in a person is self-knowledge."

"Your father is gone, you should know what the Zhao family is in now!"

Zhou Wentang's words were somewhat serious and thoughtful.

Looking at Zhao Ying with sympathy: "Why bother!"

"Keeping your Zhao family's current property, even if you live in peace for the rest of your life, you can still be a rich woman, but if you want to make a fuss, it is very likely that you will have nothing for the rest of your life."

Zhao Ying was a little embarrassed by Zhou Wentang's sarcastic words.

Sure enough, in the eyes of that group of people, she was a joke.

"Do you think I'm a joke?"

Zhou Wentang raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette: "Yes."

"I'm ridiculous, right?"

"right."

Zhou Wentang cherishes words like gold, and every word in a question-and-answer pattern is like a sharp knife piercing her heart.

"Can you play with others when you are in a high position?"

Zhou Wentang leaned back: "Why did Judge Zhao try his best to let his own father kill Jiang Fu?"

"A mountain is higher than a mountain. If you can step on other people's bones, you must be prepared to be stepped on. The law of the weak is the eternal law."

Zhou Wentang killed Zhao Ying with just one sentence.

She sat on the sofa and looked at Zhou Wentang, who was looking down at the world.

My hands are shaking.

She could not imagine that if this was really the case, what kind of influence would she have in front of you?

She thought that after telling you these things, her career would be smooth sailing. She didn't expect that this was your family matter, and one of her subordinates had reached out to the leader's family matter.

It is tantamount to cutting off one's own lifeline with one's own hands.

It may be even more difficult for the Zhao family in the capital in the future.

And all of this was caused by her own hands, no one forced her, it was her own choice.

Zhao Ying looked at Zhou Wentang and felt his whole body trembling.

The fear of just getting up from the dead was gradually replaced by this incident.

The person who just now was thinking about Lin Qinghe's corpse is now thinking about his own future.

"Look at me like a joke, are you happy?"

Zhou Wentang curled his lips and looked at Zhao Ying.

I have to say that all his good mood today was brought about by Zhao Ying.

All the fear I had at the funeral home just now disappeared.

"People use all means to climb to the position they want, isn't it just to be able to look down on others? Is it possible that Judge Zhao tried all his efforts to kill Jiang Fu in order to sit in a high position and display himself

With a bodhisattva heart?"

"I saw the prototype of such a sentence in Judge Zhao. It's not that you don't retaliate when the time has not come. God is watching what you do. If you punish others, someone will punish you to get them back.

As long as you don't stand in a high position in this world, there will always be things that can knock you down."

Zhou Wentang took the last puff of his cigarette and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "I advise Zhao Feng, if you still want to live, it's best not to say anything like what you said when you crawled out of the coffin.

Twice, otherwise there will be a disaster waiting for you."

The implication is that you have to eat shit yourself.

And Jiang Yi is someone she cannot discredit.

Zhou Wentang got up on this day.

Zhao Ying sat on the sofa in the hotel, her original fear turning into trembling.

If Fu Xiting is really your close nephew, then who is still their opponent in the capital?

"Secretary Zhou?"

As soon as Zhou Wentang went out, the guards greeted him.

"Leave someone here to wait for her to leave."

….

In Yu Garden, Jiang Yi was sitting on the sofa, his face as pale as ever.

When Fang Chi told Zhao Ying that she was taken away by Zhou Wentang, she could only see her eyelashes moving slightly as she closed her eyes to relax.

"Follow us?"

"No need to follow."

"That--."

"Madam, Secretary Wen is here," before Fang Chi finished speaking, Su Xin's voice sounded outside.

Jiang Yi glanced at Fang Chi, who turned around and walked out.

When Wen Sirui came in, Jiang Yi's coughing sounded in the reception room.

As October of 2010 approaches, when Wen Sirui meets Jiang Yi again, she always feels a sense of pity for her.

It's like she doesn't belong to this world.

"The company's cases are piling up, and everyone has been complaining about how busy they are lately. Ai Hao traveled to four cities with a few people in one day. Some things may still require your intervention."

Wen Sirui knew that Jiang Yi was at a critical moment in her life and did not dare to disturb her easily. But at this time, it was no longer a question of whether to disturb her or not.

"Let's have afternoon!"

Jiang Yi reached out to pick up the water glass on the coffee table to drink some water, but it took only three to five seconds to pick up the water glass. Her hands were shaking like a person in the advanced stage of a serious illness. The glass of water hit the floor with a bang, and the glass shattered.

Flowers bloomed.

Water spread all over the ground.

"It's okay!"

"Mrs?"

Wen Sirui and Suxin's words sounded at the same time.

At this moment, Jiang Yi's head was filled with gray-white fog, shrouding her.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning?"

"Wife?"

Fu Xiting's call got farther and farther.

To the point of being completely inaudible.

Yuyuan is in chaos.

When Fu Xiting was not at home, Jiang Yi still had one breath left. After Fu Xiting returned, Jiang Yi only had half a breath left.

"What are you doing standing still? Arrange a car, contact the hospital, immediately, immediately!"

Wen Sirui was frightened to the point of confusion by the sight in front of him.

Seeing Fu Xiting madly rushing out of the gate of Yuyuan with someone in his arms.

Perhaps because the recent limelight of the couple has not passed, Fu Xiting did not dare to take Jiang Yi to the People's Hospital to find Zou Yin.

He went straight to the top floor and called the dean.

It was already several hours later when the inspection was completed.

In just a few hours, Fu Xiting felt that his days were like years.

When the dean came down with the results, his face was not happy.

Fu Xiting walked over quickly: "How?"

"Mrs. Fu is in very poor health."

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the deficiency of Qi and blood. Mrs. Fu is a typical example of this kind of symptoms, and some problems should be brought out in the mother's womb. It is not easy to support Mrs. Fu with a body like this. Why don't Mr. Fu ask his family to see if they have any problems?"

I don’t have a doctor that I use all the time, but if I have one, I still need to take good care of it.”

"There is a saying in the medical field that it is better to have a disease than to have a maternal disease. Acute diseases are easy to cure. If something is not good, just change it. If you are afraid, it will be good everywhere. But even if the person is not good, this is not a cure.

It’s not about illness, it’s about taking care of yourself.”

"Mrs. Fu's body needs to be treated by a powerful old Chinese medicine doctor for many years, and it won't be cured in three to five years."

The dean's words made Fu Xiting's heart almost freeze.

"Trouble."

"If the director has a suitable Chinese medicine practitioner, he can recommend it to me."

On this day, Fu Xiting was sitting beside the hospital bed. When he thought of the dean's words, he didn't know for a moment whether to contact Zou Yin or Yi Tian.

Until Fang Chi said from the side: "Do I need to contact Mrs. Jiang?"

Only then did Fu Xiting come to his senses: "Let her go to Yu Garden."

Jiang Yi's poor health has a good background.

In the early years, when Yi Tian was pregnant with Jiang, Jiang Zezheng was having a serious quarrel with the Jiang family.

Moreover, Jiang Ze had constant problems in his career.

When Yi Tian was pregnant with Jiang Ze, she followed Jiang Ze to the countryside. She did not enjoy any treatment as a young lady from a wealthy family, and her life was extremely difficult.

After Jiang Ze broke away from the Jiang family, the old man of the Jiang family put pressure on his son to transfer him directly from his work unit in the capital to a remote area.

The two went back and forth. When Yi Tian followed Jiang Ze to the countryside, due to the bumpy road, Jiang Yi was born prematurely, seven and a half months old.

She gave birth to a baby in a town hospital. Although the doctor did not say anything outright, he still advised Yi Tian to make plans early while she was young and in good health.

Yi Tian knew very well what this early plan meant.

Many people told her that she couldn't feed the child.

But Yi Tian never gave up, and worked hard to bring Jiang Yi up. When she was a child, she went to the hospital more often than to eat.

She could not tell anyone about her misery, because all of this was her own choice. After all, in order to marry Jiang Ze, she severed ties with her parents. All of this was nothing more than the consequences of her own fault.

When I learned that Jiang Yi had passed away, I felt heartbroken.

The daughter she raised with all the hard work and effort finally left her in the best years of her life.

That kind of sadness is better than any blow in the past forty or fifty years.

When Yi Tian arrived at Yu Garden and saw Jiang Yi lying on the bed, she didn't say a word and burst into tears.

At that moment, she seemed to have returned to the scene when Jiang Yi was young.

And this kind of scene is too familiar to her.

"Mrs. Jiang, don't cry in a hurry," Suxin helped the person up at the side.

He persuaded her softly: "We have more important things to do now than being sad."

Yi Tian wiped away her tears and sat by the bed, the sad look on her face unstoppable.

Suxin put into words what the doctor said.

After hearing this, Yi Tian covered her face and burst into tears.

That afternoon, Yu Garden was shrouded in tragedy.

Yi Tian choked with sobs and told the reason for Jiang Yi's poor health.

Fu Xiting listened silently.

Suxin comforted Yi Tian, ​​passing tissues over from time to time.

"Yi Yi was born prematurely, at seven and a half months. In that era, although medical skills were improving, I accompanied Jiang Ze to the countryside that year. In a town hospital, I gave birth to Jiang Yi. When he was born, everyone advised him to

I gave up and said she wouldn't survive more than a hundred days."

"So, I didn't even do confinement. I took her back to the capital and spent all my savings to send her to the Capital Children's Hospital. The hospital was our home until she was ten years old."

"This situation only improved after I was ten years old. When I was a child, I was the princess held in the palm of my parents' hands. After I got married to Jiang Ze, because of the good relationship between the couple, although life was bitter, I was also happy in it. I was really sad in my life.

The meaningful growth was after giving birth to Jiang Yi."

Inside the house, Yi Tian's sad narrative unfolded.

Fu Xiting listened quietly. When he heard the sadness, he asked: "Are you alone?"

"Where's Jiang Ze?"

Yi Tian's choked sobs calmed down slightly, and he sighed with a half-smile: "It's okay not to mention it."

Fu Xiting's eyes fell on her and asked: "Are there any specialized doctors?"

"It used to be, but the doctor passed away in 2008."

Suxin glanced at Fu Xiting.

The latter closed his eyes slightly, as if he had a headache.

Fortunately, Fang Chi was on his way to pick him up.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yi woke up from his dream. He originally wanted to move his hand, but when he raised it, he saw the needle on the back of his hand and Yi Tian sitting next to him.

"Why are you here?"

"Come and see you," Yi Tian said as gently as ever.

Jiang Yi moved slightly: "I want to go to the bathroom."

Yi Tian pressed Jiang Yi's shoulders and warned softly: "Don't move, I'll call someone."

When Zhou Wentang returned to Meng's house in the morning, Meng Qian was walking and chatting with someone in the yard.

He stood waiting at a distance and did not come near.

After Meng Qian finished chatting with people about things, he stepped over.

"Gone?"

"Yes, but something happened at the scene," Zhou Wentang responded truthfully.

Meng Qian walked steadily and showed no intention of stopping: "What happened?"

"Zhao Ying was stripped naked and thrown into Lin Qinghe's coffin."

Zhou Wentang tried his best to explain the matter in a calm tone.

But Meng Qian was still stunned: "What did you say?"

Zhou Wentang said again: "Zhao Ying was stripped naked and thrown into Lin Qinghe's coffin."

"Because it was discovered in a timely manner, not many people knew about it and kept it secret. The funeral home also checked and found no surveillance footage of anyone entering or exiting last night, and someone from the Lin family was keeping a vigil last night."

Meng Qian naturally didn't believe that things could be so simple. A normal person would definitely not climb into the coffin by himself.

And he still stripped naked and climbed on top of a dead man.

"What did she say?"

Zhou Wentang accompanied Meng Qian step by step and took a walk in the yard: "She said it was Jiang Yi who did it."

"Jiang Yi learned that she was slandering him outside, and became angry and had others do it,"

Snap - Meng Qian reached out and broke the osmanthus flowers in the yard, and an osmanthus branch broke in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Meng Qian's fierceness surged: "It seems that I still underestimated this girl. I thought that a yellow-haired kid couldn't make any trouble even if he had some ambition. Now it seems that she

His methods are no more gentle than Fu Xiting's."

There is another update, I am writing furiously,

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