Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 8 008: You are just an abandoned child of the family

Chapter 8 008: You are just an abandoned child of the family

Jiang Yi was lying in bed at night, and the words Fu Xiting said to Guan Qing were always replaying in his mind.

The first day past the negotiator's plane crash.

There was no overwhelming news or exclusive media interviews. Everything was like a conspiracy and was going on quietly.

And Jiang Yi, as the center of the conspiracy, doesn't know how to bring it all back.

Appeared suddenly? What if someone wanted her to die?

It may even involve family members around you.

The only thing she can do is stay here.

"What are you thinking about?" Yi Tian was sitting in front of the sofa with a blanket on his knees, lost in thought.

"Are you back?" Yi Tian said softly.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Jiang Ze sighed, sat next to Yi Tian, ​​and hugged her gently: "I went to express condolences to the families of the victims today. The other party was very emotional and was arrested."

"What family members of the victims?" Yi Tian didn't seem to know about this yet.

"The negotiator crashed," Jiang Ze said, closing his eyes slightly.

There was no news, so it was normal for Yi Tian not to know, and the only official explanation was a ten-word advertisement and nothing else.

"Why is the other party so emotional? Aren't there dangers for negotiators going abroad to negotiate?" Yi Tian reached out and touched the wound on Jiang Ze's face, feeling extremely distressed.

"The accident happened so suddenly," Jiang Ze simply explained. Then he seemed to remember something and looked at the time: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm worried about Yiyi," Yi Tian said about Jiang Yi, her eyes instantly turned red.

Jiang Ze's sigh was deeper than before: "It'll be okay."

In the early morning, Jiang Yi woke up due to suffocation. She stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open. A nightmare brought her back to reality. Her physical discomfort caused her to have one foot in the door of hell.

She stretched out her hand to reach for the water glass on the bedside table. After reaching for it for a long time, the water on the bedside table fell to the ground with a bang and was smashed open.

This feeling was so familiar that the words "anaphylactic asphyxiation" swirled in the back of her head.

People can always try their best when trying to survive.

She reached out and moved the lamp on the bedside table to the floor.

Two banging noises woke up Yi Tian and Jiang Ze from their dreams. They knocked on Jiang Yi's door in their pajamas, but what they heard was another noise.

Pushing the door open, he saw Jiang Yi lying on the bed struggling.

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yi was sent to the emergency room.

The five members of the Jiang family, including the servants and housekeepers, stood at the door of the emergency room as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Yi Tian lost her exquisiteness during the day and was left with only anxiety.

At 3:30 in the morning, the doctor came out of the emergency room, took off his stethoscope, and looked at Jiang Ze: "Mr. Jiang, Qingyuan's milk allergy almost caused anaphylactic asphyxia. In this case, it is better not to let her eat anything that may cause allergies.

good."

Yi Tian was surprised: "She never had allergies before, how could this happen?"

The doctor looked at the two of them and saw that Yi Tian was so worried that she was about to burst into tears. He comforted her carefully: "It's not that if you didn't have allergies when you were a child, you won't have allergies when you grow up. It depends on your personal constitution. Maybe Qian Yuan's body resistance was better when she was a child.

Well, when you grow up and your body changes, it will also change."

"Then what do we do now?"

"It's best not to touch the milk from now on. It was delivered in time today, but I'm afraid it might be a little later." The doctor said, looking at Jiang Ze.

Jiang Ze nodded with a serious look on his face.

And at this time————.

Jiang Yi was lying on the hospital bed, falling into a dream.

In the dream, her parents and friends were waving goodbye to her, bidding farewell to Jiang Fu, the former international negotiator, and bidding farewell to the person who had been playing internationally since she was in her twenties.

Friends from her previous life appeared one after another, but she was lying on the hospital bed, unable to struggle.

A kind of inability to struggle as if he is still alive but dying.

Or maybe she is still struggling to live even though she is clearly dead.

Jiang Yi opened his eyes, tears falling down unconsciously.

It flows into the neck along the corners of the eyes, and then disappears.

She lay on the bed like a dead body that still had these feelings.

Extremely sad.

At this time, Fu Xiting, who was standing at the door of the ward facing Jiang Yi, happened to see this scene.

Last night, he was visiting his family in the hospital and was told that Jiang Ze came to the hospital with his daughter. Out of courtesy, before leaving the hospital in the early morning, he came to the inpatient department of the hospital with a gift sent by his secretary.

However, before entering, I saw this scene.

Jiang Yi at this time reminded Fu Xiting of a sentence: people struggling in despair.

This scene shocked him.

"Since you are still resting, I won't go in, Uncle Jiang."

After Fu Xiting left, what flashed in his mind was the scene of Jiang Yi lying on the hospital bed.

The next day, Jiang Yi was discharged from the hospital. In just two days, Prince Yama stood in front of her several times.

She had to believe that everything that happened to her was true.

There is no doubt.

After two days of rest, Jiang Yi returned to school.

On May 12th, four days had passed since Jiang Fu came into Jiang Yi's body.

There are no more redundant reports about plane crashes on the Internet.

"Jiang Yi," Jiang Si's voice sounded from behind.

She stepped over and stretched out her hand to tug Jiang Yi's arm: "You can do it now."

"I thought that if I hugged Mr. Fu's lap, I could be domineering in the Jiang family," Jiang Si's long hair was permed into big waves. If he didn't know what kind of bad character she was, Jiang Yi would probably think that this person was a popular goddess.

"You can hug me if you can," Jiang Yi sneered, turned and left.

She didn't bother to fight with Jiang Si. In the past, just one Jiang Si wouldn't be enough to fill her teeth.

"you----."

"Go away," Jiang Yi lightly opened her thin lips and uttered one word coldly, leaving Jiang Si stunned.

Jiang Yi's whole body was filled with murderous aura.

This was something she had never seen before.

"Don't you know? You married Fu Xiting because grandpa regarded you as a sacrifice and a tribute to Fu Xiting, because if the Jiang family wants to move to a higher level, it cannot do without the help of the Fu family, and Fu Xiting helps the Jiang family

The requirement for getting to a high position is that you sacrifice your marriage, Jiang Yi, do you really think you are being taken advantage of? You are just an unwanted chess piece of the Jiang family that was sent to Fu Xiting."

Jiang Si thought that Jiang Yi was still the same Jiang Yi as before, and every word he said poked holes in her heart.

Let her know that she is just an abandoned child.

Seeing that she was still, Jiang Si walked forward slowly: "Grandpa clearly knows that you have someone you like and he forces you to marry Fu Xiting. Do you really think everyone will really care about your feelings? You are making trouble until the end.

Or can we just marry obediently? How else can you struggle in the Jiang family?"

Jiang Si’s words are quite informative.

Jiang Yi has someone he likes, but he is still forced to get married.

The Jiang family and the Fu family are grasshoppers in the same boat, and they are dependent on the Fu family.

And she is the victim in this relationship.

(End of chapter)

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