When Jiang Man heard that Fu Siming had woken up, she rushed to the hospital with Fu Xunzhi, only to find that the young couple did not experience the joy of a reunion after a life-or-death experience.
On the contrary, watching...
The atmosphere was a bit strange. He went over to check on his son and learned the whole story from Yes.
Jiang Man was so angry that she couldn't help but step forward and want to slap him.
"You deserve it. If you hadn't been prepared, and that drug had been injected into your body, I think you would have really died. Then... then I'll make Yao Yao take Xun Zhi and remarry!"
Fu Siming frowned: "Is this how you act as a mother?"
Jiang Man: "Isn't it because you're so unreliable? Yao Yao is so worried about you, and you're still keeping it from her. Aren't you being honest?"
Fu Siming: "How could that be? It's just that Sun Jiming is too dangerous. If it's just an act, we might not be able to fool him. That would make him the biggest hidden danger. I don't want him to fall into danger again. So, Sun Jiming must step down."
After he finished speaking, he coughed twice, pulling at the wound on his back, which ached terribly.
Jiang Man felt sorry for him too.
This is the first time my son has ever been injured so severely in his life.
A long scar appeared on his back from the burn, but fortunately the blood clot in his brain was cleared, and the doctor said the recovery was going quite well.
"Mother!"
Fu Xunzhi, who was by the bedside, suddenly cried out.
The mother and son looked up and saw Song Xingyao standing at the door.
She stood up tactfully. "Xunzhi, how about going out with Grandma? Mom and Dad have something to talk about, we'll come back in later."
Before he could react, Jiang Man picked him up and carried him out of the ward.
The atmosphere inside the room quieted down.
Song Xingyao stood still.
Fu Siming suddenly looked in her direction with a guilty conscience.
"Yao Yao," he called softly.
Afraid that she would run away again, he pulled back the covers and prepared to walk up to her.
Song Xingyao hurriedly called out to him, "Sit down!"
Fu Siming: "I don't want to. I can't catch up with you now. What if you leave again?"
He spoke in such a hurry that by the time Song Xingyao realized what was happening, Fu Siming was already standing in front of her, dragging himself along.
After resting for a few days, he had recovered quite a bit. These past two days, Song Xingyao had been avoiding him, and Fu Siming felt inexplicably uneasy.
But Pei Jing said she was also at the hospital and hadn't gone far. She just regretted that her body was too weak to pull the person into her arms and hold her tightly.
Ignoring his own pain, Fu Siming pulled the person into his arms.
The man's heavy breathing filled my ears.
The two stood by the bed for a while before Song Xingyao smelled the disinfectant mixed with the smell of blood on his body.
"you……"
"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I didn't lie to you, but Sun Jiming absolutely has to go in, otherwise you'll be in too much danger."
Song Xingyao withdrew her strength and struggled slightly, "Lie back down! Fu Siming! You're bleeding!"
But the man wouldn't move no matter what she said, and even pulled her closer.
But his voice was already somewhat weak, and the cold sweat on his forehead smeared onto Song Xingyao's cheek.
"No... I won't let you go again. I promised to take you home."
...
Song Xingyao stood there, stunned.
My eyes feel a little sore.
The weight leaning against her grew heavier and heavier, and she no longer cared about being angry.
She pushed the man away with force and helped him onto the bed.
Her tone softened: "Okay, I won't leave. You should sit down quickly."
His hand moved faster than his mouth, pressing the call bell on the wall.
A short while later, Yes walked in with several nurses.
Seeing the pink stains from the bandages on his back, he couldn't contain his anger.
Ye Si: "Fu Siming, are you crazy? You don't want the skin and flesh on your back? The wound hasn't healed yet. What will you do if it gets infected?"
Song Xingyao watched as a large patch of skin and flesh on her back was torn off along with the bandages, and turned her head away in distress.
Fu Siming: "Don't make it sound so serious, I know what I'm doing..."
Enraged by his words, Yes even swore, "You're a bastard. You're definitely going to have a big scar on your back. If this keeps going on, I think you'll be stuck with this scar for the rest of your life. I'll see when Yao Yao starts to dislike you, then you'll know you've regretted it."
Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Fu Siming finally remembered that there was such a thing and looked in Song Xingyao's direction.
As a result, the woman had already turned away, and Fu Siming thought she really disliked him, so he lowered his voice considerably.
Indeed, there is always something that can subdue another.
After all the nurses in the room left.
As Song Xingyao approached the hospital bed, her eyes were filled with heartache.
Fu Siming: "Don't cry, your eyes are all swollen. I'll definitely find the best doctor and make sure there are no scars so you won't have to worry about them."
The man's voice carried a hint of grievance, which made Song Xingyao burst out laughing.
Song Xingyao: "Now I'm really annoyed with you. Are you scared now? Why didn't you think of me when you did such a risky thing?"
Hearing her scolding, Fu Siming deflated and lowered his voice, "I only considered you. If you were the one lying in the hospital bed, I would have killed him with my own hands."
Song Xingyao raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Alright, stop talking, he's already been arrested. If you hadn't caught him red-handed because of his despicable and smug nature, the police wouldn't have been able to do it."
When she said that, it meant she wasn't angry anymore, and Fu Siming finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A knock sounded at the door, and the two looked out at the same time. Song Xingyao looked warily toward the doorway. "Dad!"
Fu Quan stood at the door, hesitant to speak.
Fu Quan: "Yao Yao, I have some things I'd like to talk to Si Ming about alone."
Her gaze lingered on Fu Quan, then she glanced back at Fu Siming.
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