"Wipe the pig's blood off your face before you fart, okay?" Su An mocked without any politeness.
At times like these, she couldn't help but admire He Cheng's shamelessness.
He's practically a model of shamelessness in this day and age for feigning ignorance.
He Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his face green as he tried to argue, "I didn't..."
"So what exactly are you trying to achieve by putting on this whole jumping-and-scratching show?"
After laughing, Su An completely lost her patience, and with an itchy grin, she stepped forward and stomped on him to question him.
The kick landed squarely on He Cheng's scalded shoulder, causing him to grimace in pain and feign tears as he cried to Su An.
"Xiao An, whether you believe me or not, I truly regret it and just want your forgiveness!"
"If hitting me makes you feel better, then I'm willing to do it. I'll do anything you ask!"
Su An sneered, refusing to be fooled. Instead, she kicked him hard a few more times, saying, "You'll do anything I ask, huh? Then get as far away as you can and never come out to disgust me again!"
"roll--"
"Su An! You shameless bitch!"
He Cheng suddenly roared with a ferocious expression. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he grabbed Su An and quickly covered her with a handkerchief smeared with sleeping pills.
"You!" Su Anxing's eyes widened. She didn't expect that scumbag would have this trick up his sleeve. Before she could react, her mouth and nose were covered by a handkerchief.
The strong, foul odor filled her nostrils, and before she could even struggle, her vision went black, and she slowly lost consciousness.
"Hahaha! You slut, you've fallen for it!"
However, He Cheng's smugness lasted less than a second before the man's chilling voice, laced with murderous intent, suddenly attacked: "You dare touch her and see what happens!"
Fu Zhun was truly surprised that He Cheng, who was like an ant and only knew how to scheme, would actually launch a counterattack.
A chilling aura emanated from him, and the instant his words fell, a dagger flew out from his sleeve.
puff--
The dagger plunged viciously into his chest cavity, just a few millimeters away from hitting his heart!
He Cheng immediately spat out blood. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and quickly endured the excruciating pain to grab the unconscious Su An and use him as a shield to threaten him.
"If you dare lay a hand on me again, I'll kill this bitch first!"
He was speaking in terror when he turned around and realized that the group of thugs had already fled in fear.
Just kidding, they're just here to act, not to risk their lives!
Enraged, He Cheng cursed on the spot and had no choice but to drag Su An away with difficulty, trying to get away from this terrifying cripple as soon as possible.
Seeing this, Fu Zhun's breathing became even more disordered, and he suddenly swung out another blade towards He Cheng's knee.
"Ah!" He Cheng screamed and immediately fell face-first into the dirt.
Taking this opportunity, Fu Zhun stood up from his wheelchair. Instantly, a piercing, bone-deep, tingling pain surged through his legs, causing veins to bulge on his forehead and cold sweat to pour down his face.
He seemed oblivious, his brows and eyes dark and brooding as he strode straight toward He Cheng.
"You cripple!"
He Cheng cursed loudly in shock and anger. Seeing the tall man approaching, he gritted his teeth, intending to use Su An as a shield again, "If you come any closer, I'll—"
But Fu Zhun wouldn't give him that chance. He grabbed Fu Zhun's wrist swiftly like an eagle's claw and pinched it hard.
"Let her go!"
The force, like iron clamps, nearly crushed his bones, forcing He Cheng to let go in pain.
It seems he underestimated this cripple!
"You've ruined my plans time and time again! Just you wait!"
He Cheng's face turned pale and then red, but no matter how unwilling he was, he could only push Su An out and then hurriedly limped away.
“Miss Su…” Fu Zhun had no time to pay attention to He Cheng who had escaped. He stared intently at Su An’s pale face, then without further hesitation, he picked up the little girl and quickly headed towards the clinic.
"Hmm!"
My already weak legs felt as heavy as lead, and every step was excruciating.
Fu Zhun was quickly drenched in cold sweat, his face already deathly pale, and he gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.
...
When Su An regained consciousness, he felt dizzy and his whole body ached.
The last image in my memory is of He Cheng's triumphant and sinister face.
What happened? Has she been kidnapped?
Thinking of this, Su An struggled to sit up, quickly looked around, and then froze.
Not only was she lying on the couch in Fu Zhun's room, but she also saw the anxious faces of Zhou Li and Xie Qingfeng.
"Zhou Li, Doctor Xie?" she exclaimed in surprise.
Upon hearing this, both of them looked up at her, their expressions unusually solemn.
Su An was puzzled when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fu Zhun lying unconscious on the bed. He was covered in cold sweat, his brows were tightly furrowed in pain, and his handsome face was deathly pale.
A chill ran down her spine, and she staggered to her feet, exclaiming, "What happened to him?!"
Zhou Li stood by the bedside and sighed, "Master's legs are in a critical stage of recuperation and rehabilitation. He can't move around freely. But when we found him, he was carrying you, who was unconscious, and had collapsed in front of the clinic."
"Right now, Master's leg has been injured again, so the injury has relapsed. All this time of recuperation has been for nothing!"
Su An was increasingly alarmed as she listened. Fu Zhun had actually carried her back on his back.
"Then...then his leg..." Su An's voice trembled as she looked at the man who was still in pain while unconscious.
Xie Qingfeng's face was as black as charcoal, but he still kindly reassured her, "It's nothing serious, just a temporary setback. You can start recuperating all over again."
It's easy to say, but Su An certainly knows how painful it is.
Having been in a wheelchair for many years, his leg muscles and bones have long since degenerated, yet he still carries his own weight. What kind of impact must his legs withstand?
"Waaah—"
Her eyes stung, and tears welled up uncontrollably. Overwhelmed with guilt and heartache, she slowly slumped down.
"Why... Fu Zhun, you're such an idiot!"
He could have ignored everything and remained unharmed, but he did it all to save me…!
Su An was in tears, her heart aching terribly, and a deep sense of self-reproach made it hard for her to breathe.
Zhou Li and Xie Qingfeng watched from the side, their faces turning away with equally unpleasant expressions.
They didn't know what had happened, but now was not the time to ask.
Just as he was about to offer some words of comfort, the man's slightly hoarse voice slowly rang out: "Why are you crying? Cough cough... This is not your fault."
"Master, you're awake!" Zhou Li and the other man turned their heads, overjoyed.
Fu Zhun on the bed had already opened his eyes. His dark eyelashes were slightly lifted, casting a small shadow on his eyelids, making his face appear even paler.
At this moment, a faint smile appeared in his eyes as he looked at Su An with a hint of helplessness.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Li quickly held his breath and stopped Xie Qingfeng from going forward to check.
Wait, wait, wait, there's hope!
Seeing that Fu Zhun had woken up, Su An's tearful eyes lit up with joy, and she rushed over to hug him tightly.
"Waaaa, you scared me to death!"
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