"Honey! Baby, are you okay?"

Fu Chiyuan held his daughter tightly, his heart beating wildly.

Thinking that if he hadn't been fast enough, his baby daughter would fall downstairs with Fu Jinghan, Fu Chiyuan's body couldn't help shaking.

The muscles were tense and full of fear.

Fu was still quietly held tightly by his father, and his little hand also held his father.

"I'm fine."

She was very calm and calm. She didn't look like a child under the age of four at all.

Fu Chiyuan felt that his heart was about to explode and gradually became stable. He released his daughter, took her hand and looked around. Finally, his distressed eyes stayed on the wound on her neck.

I want to touch it, but I'm afraid it will hurt my wound.

"Does it hurt?"

Fu Chiyuan looked at the blood red on his daughter's neck. The iron man turned red in his eyes.

He couldn't imagine what Fu Jinghan would do if he killed his baby daughter instead of trying to humiliate himself. His body trembled uncontrollably at the thought of that possibility.

"It doesn't hurt. Dad hurts."

Fu still shook his head and tried to smile.

The wound on her neck was very shallow, although it was painful and scary enough for a child. But Fu was still full of her father's leg stabbed by a dagger. She remembered that there was a lot of blood there.

"Dad's okay, dad doesn't hurt."

Fu Chiyuan smiled and hugged his daughter. He kissed her again and again on her face. It was not enough.

"Sir, go to the hospital first."

How could it be okay? How could it not hurt.

The whole blade of the dagger stabbed into his thigh. Just now he knelt down and burst out so fast to catch Fu. The injury on his thigh will only be more serious. It's dangerous not to go to the hospital.

"Let's go to the hospital."

Fu Chiyuan smiled and reached out to pick up his daughter.

"Dad, I can go by myself. You're hurt and can't hold sweetheart."

"It doesn't matter."

Facing his daughter's worried eyes, Fu Chiyuan disagreed.

It's just a thigh injury. It hurts when you walk. It's not in the way.

Nothing is more important than his lost baby daughter. Nothing is as important as his sweetheart.

Han Lin was also worried about the injury on his leg. He stepped forward and said, "let me hold Miss sweetheart?"

Fu Chiyuan avoided his outstretched hand and said coldly, "No."

Helpless, Han Lin had to follow behind the two people. He had been staring at Fu Chiyuan nervously for fear that he might fall down because of the wound on his leg.

But Fu Chiyuan's pace has been very stable, although the injury on his thigh is bleeding constantly.

But because he held his baby daughter in his arms, Fu Chiyuan walked steadily every step.

The three took the elevator down, and Fu Jinghan's body had been taken away. Things on the ground were also evacuated, and the crowd was evacuated, leaving only the ambulance where to park.

"You take care of it."

Fu Chiyuan still got on the ambulance with Fu and turned to Han Lin.

"Yes, sir."

Han Lin nodded and signaled the bodyguards around him to keep up, then turned and left.

Although the so-called live video is fake, the occurrence of such a big thing is related to SJ president himself and his daughter. There are so many witnesses on the scene. If it is not handled well, it will have a bad impact on the company and Fu Chiyuan.

This kind of thing, of course, is Han Lin's best.

hospital.

"Sir, your wound needs to be treated first."

The nurse looked anxiously at Fu Chiyuan, whose suit pants had been soaked with blood. He said that he was so badly hurt, but he insisted on waiting until the small and slight wound on his daughter's neck was treated.

But if he drags on, he will really lose too much blood.

"I'm fine."

Fu Chiyuan said coldly that the cold breath made the nurse dare not say anything more. We can only deal with Fu's neck injury more quickly. I hope we can deal with it quickly and let the patient deal with his own wound.

"All right."

"Sweetheart is great. It hurts so much but doesn't cry."

"Dad! Dad, please ask the nurse sister and the doctor uncle to help you deal with the wound. You have shed a lot of blood."

Mother is missing and hasn't been found yet. She's worried that something will happen to her father.

Fu Chi Yuan's heart was still full of panic. He didn't care about the pain at all. He just wanted Fu Chi Yuan to deal with the wound quickly.

"OK, Dad, go now."

Just when Chen Zhou heard the news, Fu Chiyuan handed Fu over to him for temporary care, and then left with the doctors and nurses waiting next to him.

Fu still nestled in Chen Zhou's arms, his eyes were red, and his voice was full of sobs.

"Uncle, will dad be all right?"

"It'll be all right."

Chen Zhou hugged the little guy in his arms and answered seriously.

Looking at the treated scars on her neck, Chen Zhou wished he could revive Fu Jinghan who had died and kill him again.

I'm so crazy that I started with a child under the age of four!

"Uncle, I'm afraid. My mother is gone, and I'm afraid my father will also be gone."

When his father was not around, Fu still dared to say his panic and worry.

Looking at the little guy struggling to hold back his tears and fear, Chen Zhou felt that his heart was tightly clenched by a big hand. He couldn't help hugging the little guy and comforting her again and again.

"No. Xinning will be back soon, and your father will be fine."

Where Fu still couldn't see, Chen Zhou's eyes were red.

Fu Chiyuan's wound was not serious because he avoided the key. So it just looks scary and loses too much blood, so you need to stay in bed. He was awake during the whole process of suturing. He was full of Fu still waiting outside and forgot the pain at all.

He was worried that his daughter was afraid. He was worried that this event would make his daughter's psychological condition worse again.

Unfortunately, Fu Jinghan was dead. At that time, only snipers could be used.

Fu Chiyuan was full of anger, but he had nowhere to vent and could only endure it.

Pushed out by the nurse, Fu Chiyuan found Fu at the first sight.

"Dad!"

The little guy also jumped out of Chen Zhou's arms, rushed to Fu Chiyuan's side and looked at him worried.

"Dad's okay, good, don't worry."

"Yes."

Fu still nodded hard and was picked up by Chen Zhou who then stood up. They followed the nurse to send Fu Chiyuan to the ward.

After some tossing, Fu was still hungry and sleepy.

Chen Zhou asked her to lie down with Fu Chiyuan and bought a lot of food by herself.

Fu Chiyuan patiently coaxed her to eat something and let her daughter lie next to her to sleep.

It seemed that he was worried about his father. Even if Fu fell asleep, his small hand still tightly held Fu Chiyuan's arm and curled up in his arms.

It looks clever and lovable.

Fu Chiyuan looked at his daughter with eyes as gentle as water and full of love.