Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Fu Qinglun's upper body is now naked. He has lost a lot of weight these days, but his skin is still very well-proportioned. He has a superb chest and six abdominal muscles below. He is not as strong as Lu Yan, but reveals a few. Distinguish expensive air.

The wound in his heart was ripped open again, looking at the flesh and blood, and stretched out his fingers to take the disinfection water. He poured the disinfection water on his wound to disinfect it.

The hot pain caused another layer of cold sweat on his forehead, the beads of sweat dripped along his handsome outline, and wet his pants.

Soon, he picked up the needle and thread from the medicine pan and stitched the wound by himself.

Because there was no anesthetic, the slender needle penetrated his flesh stiffly.

He gritted his teeth and never snored, but the muscles on his body bulged out, and he was also flesh, and of course it hurt.

The doctors and nurses on the side looked at the scene and took a breath of air. They have been in the doctor for so many years and have never seen a bone marrow like Fu Qinglun.

"Qing Lun, what are you doing, you child!" Mrs. Fu quickly covered her mouth with her hands, tears in her eyes.

Yes, she ordered the doctor not to stitch him.

The child was as bright as a mirror, and had known for a long time. Since she came in, he hadn't talked to her or even looked at her.

His bones are hard and he doesn't want to snor.

He knew what she wanted to do, and he had given a silent answer, such a decision.

Tears flashed in Mrs. Fu's eyes. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands and raised such a big son. She was also affectionate. Seeing that he didn't apply anesthetic, she wound herself by wounds, and she could Heartache.

But Rongrong here ...

Rong Rong begged her all day and cried in front of her --- Mom, I like Brother Qing Lun, I want to marry Brother Qing Lun, if Qing Lun doesn't want me, I will not live ...

Last night Rong Rong cut her wrist with a knife. If it was not discovered by the servant in time, she would have committed suicide by cutting her wrist.

Rong Rong must be Fu Qinglun.

The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh, and Mrs. Fu is sandwiched in the middle. What she does is heartache.

"Qing Lun, don't you hurt like this?" Rong Rong stepped forward and ran to Fu Qing Lun. "Qing Lun, as long as you promise to marry me, the doctor will heal you. What's wrong with marrying me? OK, so you're still mom's son, the young master of the Fu family, we are one family. "

Fu Qinglun had sewed the wound. He had poor craftsmanship and stitched the wound into an ugly caterpillar. He glanced at Rong Rong with a handsome eyelid, and his thin, pale lips evoked a sarcastic and affectionate arc. Go back and look in the mirror yourself, get out! "

"..."

Rong Rong's beautiful little face turned white, and was humiliated by Fu Qinglun's words.

"Mom, look at Brother Qinglun!" Rongrong tugged at Mrs. Fu's sleeve.

Mrs. Fu looked at Fu Qinglun, "Qing Lun ..."

"Mrs. Fu," Fu Qinglun's deep voice was hoarse. "If this hospital can't tolerate me, I don't need you to rush, I will go now."

Said Fu Qinglun got up from the bed.

"Qing Lun, I don't mean it, you have a good rest here, I'll go first." Madam Fu pulled Rong Rong away.

...

They are gone.

My ears were quiet.

Fu Qinglun bent down and stretched out his hand to cover the wound.

The man's erect body slid down and sat on the floor beside the bed.

The doctor quickly stepped forward. Before this man was the young owner of this hospital, the impression was that he was gentle and gentle. The doctor also saw the man sitting on the cold floor for the first time and was very embarrassed.

The hospital floor was a bit mottled.

"Fu Shao, don't move, I will help you tie the gauze now."

The doctor tied the gauze to him, Fu Qinglun lifted his thin lips, "You go out first."

"Yes, Shao Fu." The doctor left.

There was him alone in the ward. Fu Qinglun pressed his back of the head gently to the edge of the bed, his dry throat rolled up and down, and he spread his palm.

The dogtail grass ring was still lying quietly in his palm.

She dropped it and he picked it up.

Pulling the thin lips out of a slight arc, he closed his eyes gently.

...

Lin Shizheng received a call from Assistant Baozi.

"Lion, it's not good. Someone has banned you. All your song albums have been removed from major websites and shelves. Someone has hidden you." Baozi's panic voice passed over.

Lin Shizhen twisted Xiu Mei, it must be Fu Jingtong.

Now that Fu Jingtong has replaced Fu Qinglun's position, it is already raining in Yecheng, and it is not difficult for him to block her.

"Baozi, you go back to Singapore first. A lot of things have happened recently. I will come to you after I've solved it. As long as people are here, we can start again."

"Okay, lion, I listen to you, but I have to take over with you before I leave. A lot of your stuff is with me. Lion, let's meet at the CC bar," Baozi said.

Lin Shizhen looked at the time and nodded, "OK."

...

CC bar.

Lin Shizhen found the bun, and she pushed a cardboard box to her. "Lion, these are all yours. I have already packed them."

"Bun, thank you."

Looking at Lin Shizhen's clean and clear eyes, Baozi's eyes began to dodge.

At this time, the applause of "Papapa" sounded, and a familiar voice came, "Poetry, you don't have to thank buns, buns are now my agent."

Lin Shizhen looked up and Lu Qier came.

"Shi Ji, not only your agent is mine, but also I will come back to replace you in the song world, your resources are mine." Lu Qier looked at Lin Shiji with high toes.

Lin Shizhen glanced at Lu Qier, then looked at Baozi, "What else do you hide from me?"

Bao Zi didn't dare to look straight at Lin Shizhen, she hid behind Lu Qier.

Then another footsteps sounded, and another came.

Fu Jingtong.

Lin Shiyi's eyes flashed and she understood everything. She coldly tickled her red lips. "Master Jingtong, you are holding my mother now, and you are afraid of me resisting? Is it too much for you to play this? ? "

Fu Jingtong sat on the sofa in the box. He glanced up and down at Lin Shizhen's graceful figure, and then patted his thigh. "Come here, sit on my lap."

"Want to play with women? I think Lu Qier is quite suitable. You are born a pair, and I will not be with you!" Lin Shizhen turned and left.

But couldn't walk, a black bodyguard grabbed her slim arm and pushed her directly to Fu Jingtong.

Fu Jingtong stretched out his healthy arms to fasten her soft waist, and tore her directly on her strong thigh, smelt her eyes and smelled the aroma of her hair, he smiled intoxicated, "Poem, You are so fragrant. "