The internal structure design of the hospital has been carefully constructed by famous foreign designers. The space is clean, atmospheric and extremely comfortable.

The hospital is more like a leisure semi open area, but the access control is set at the only entrance.

The environment inside is quiet and elegant, with some modern Chinese style, which makes people feel calm.

Su Qi walked all the way and received the envious and amazing eyes of many doctors and nurses. He just turned around the corridor and suddenly saw a man sitting on a bamboo chair not far away.

He squinted, eh, fuyechuan?

Gradually approaching, I watched him sitting there alone, lonely and lonely. I'm afraid I must feel bad now.

After all, the people standing beside Su Nan became Shang Qian.

Thinking about Su Yifeng's attitude towards Shang Qian, maybe they really have a play.

Fuyechuan raised his eyes and saw Su Qi standing in front of him, smiling.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Fu!"

Su Qi looked at him with some surprise.

His eyes were full of red blood. It seemed that he hadn't closed his eyes for several days, and it seemed that he was anxious and uncomfortable. In short, he looked in a very bad state.

He has never seen such fuyechuan.

At the moment, the feeling of teasing him in my heart also decreased a lot.

Fuyechuan drooped his eyes and his voice was hoarse. "Is she better?"

Sure enough, it was for Su Nan.

Su Qi sighed and sat beside him.

"It's much better. Except that I can't go, there's nothing important. Mr. Fu is worried about it."

Fuyechuan's eyes moved slightly, and he hung his head in silence. He didn't know what to look at.

Su Qi blinked and raised his eyebrows. "Mr. Fu, don't you go in and have a look?"

This is not his fuyechuan style!

Fuyechuan froze for a moment. Of course he wanted to see her. He could not wait to fly to see her for the first time.

But near the door, he retreated again.

I don't know why. I feel a little nervous.

Especially knowing that Shang Qian and she are of the same blood type, this uneasiness seems to be rooted in his heart, sour and painful.

He always had a feeling that he was ashamed to face her.

After a few moments of silence, fuyechuan began to speak slowly, and his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy.

"No, next time..."

With that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

After sitting here for an hour, he was so close to her, but he felt very far away, and he was getting farther and farther away.

Su Qi's eyes were startled and suddenly sneered.

"Fu is always afraid to go to see her. In those three years, you used my sister's blood to save your lover. Now when she lost too much blood, it was another person's blood that saved her, but this person still likes his Shang Qian..."

Fu YeChuan's back was stiff, and his eyes were cold and fierce.

His eyes were dark and sharp, he turned around, his face was gloomy, and the air pressure around him was very low:

"Su Qi..."

The man in front of him was Su Nan's third brother, so he said this without incident.

Su Qi sneered. This is a fact. What is there to argue about?

There is no lie, he has no room to refute!

"Do you know how valuable her blood is? Do you know that all the furniture in our house are soft bags? Do you know that she hasn't cut fruit by herself since she was a child, and even the fruit knife won't appear in front of her?"

Su Qi sat there, slightly lifting his chin and smiling at the corners of his lips.

"You don't know anything. When she decided to marry you, she gave her life to you, but you wanted her to die every time..."

"I didn't..."

His tone was heavy, his voice was hoarse and dry, like the wind and sand in the desert. His heart was like a thin thread winding around his heart, gradually tightening and suffocating him.