Chapter 385

She is really sick, but she does not like to take medicine, once the disease, everything can be done.

No man, no woman can play, no patient is willing to share a room with this woman, finally came to a Han xiaduo.

Han xiaduo kneels on the ground, holding the bed sheet in front of him with both hands, crying and shouting madly. His weakness and hallucination attack her at the same time. Han xiaduo feels that he is dying, really dying.

Tortured to death.

Hu Yalan also suffered great stimulation, disheveled hair, disheveled clothes ran back to the hotel.

Han Wenxuan is resting in the hotel. As soon as the door opens, Hu Yalan plunges into Han Wenxuan's arms: "old Han, old Han!"

"What's the matter? How did it happen?" Han Wenxuan is exhausted during this period of time. Hu Yalan suddenly becomes like this. Han Wenxuan is also stunned for a while.

Hu Yalan cried and begged: "Lao Han, you can think of a way to save Xia duo. That place is more terrible than prison. That place is not for people at all. It's too terrible. How can Xia duo bear it? Wuwu You think of a way, or we will never see xiaduo in our life. "

Han Wenxuan's heart thumped for a moment, holding her hand: "where did you go?"

Said Hu Yalan simply put his clothes up, let Han Wenxuan directly see her chest was bitten by the traces: "I was hurt like this outside, you say xiaduo inside, don't know what it looks like to be bullied, Wenxuan, that is our only child, do you have the heart that she has been suffering in it? They won't even let us see her. Wenxuan, do something quickly. "

Hu Yalan is out of breath crying. Han Wenxuan has a bad headache. He can't help but worry about it. However, if he wants to see Han xiaduo, he has to go to Fu Yunqian, but he has made it clear.

"If you don't look for it, you have to look for it. If that's the case, I'd rather let Xia duo go to jail. Even if he's a lifelong one, it's better than endlessly suffering in it. Wenxuan, think about something quickly."

Han Wenxuan pressed her shoulder: "OK, you don't quarrel, let me think about it."

When Fu Yunqian came home, it was dinner time.

The old lady told Aunt Li in the kitchen to have dinner. Seeing that Fu Yunqian was looking for someone, she reminded him: "I'm not feeling well in the afternoon. I'll rest upstairs. Don't let her come down for dinner. I'll send some to her later. Jinyan is with her. Go upstairs and ask Jinyan to come down for dinner."

In fact, Tang Xiaoyan was not too uncomfortable. He just had no appetite. He was a little sleepy. He was building blocks by the bed and had a good time.

Fu Yunqian opened the door and came in. The little guy put his index finger on his lips and motioned him to keep his voice down. Fu Yunqian nodded: "you've made your favorite stewed pig's feet downstairs. Go down to eat."

"Really?" The little guy's eyes are bright, "but I want to be here with my mother."

"You go, I'll watch here."

"Thank you, Dad!" Now he didn't pay attention to keep his voice down. He yelled loudly and went downstairs.

Tang Xiaoyan on the bed has woken up and struggles to sit up. Fu Yunqian asks her to put a pillow behind her. She is worried: "uncomfortable?"

"Nothing." She shook her head, holding his thin waist line, listening to his steady heartbeat, and stroking the wound on his wrist, "your injury, it's OK."

"No Fu Yunqian whispered, "do you want me to prove it?"

He bit her ear, gently, as if the spring breeze swept her ears, Tang Xiaoyan unconsciously blushed and refused him: "do you think it's time to go down to dinner?"

"Well." He gave her a kiss, but suddenly his cell phone rang.

"Answer the phone." He was still making trouble for her, so Tang Xiaoyan had to remind him quickly.

Fu Yunqian stopped for a long time. Then he slowly took out his mobile phone. It was an unfamiliar number. Fu Yunqian had not been able to guess the person who arrived immediately, so he picked up the phone next to him. It was still a concise opening line: "I'm Fu Yunqian."

The tone of indifference, conciseness and awe makes people feel excited.

Looking at his side face, Tang Xiaoyan was still impressed by his vigorous outline and smooth jaw.

Don't know who the other party is, Tang Xiaoyan see Fu Yunqian quiet Listen, he rarely said, finally agreed to come down: "OK, Zheng old invitation, there is no reason not to go to the appointment."

Tang Xiaoyan curious: "who ah."

"My grandfather's former subordinates asked me to have morning tea tomorrow morning. Do you want to go?"

Tang Xiaoyan shook his head: "why so suddenly, is something wrong?"

Fu Yunqian replied, "you'll know when you go."

"Well."

The next day Fu Yunqian got up early.

Zheng Chongming is the old Zheng in Fu Yunqian's mouth. He is indeed a former subordinate of Fu Zhan. He has also received the favor of Han Songming, but his identity is also very valuable.

His daughter, Zheng Qihe, is now the mayor of a city. Her daughter works in the Finance Bureau. The Zheng family is full of people, so she is proud of her ancestors.Therefore, in officialdom, no one dares not to give Zheng Chongming a small name.

Fu Yunqian came to the appointment wearing a simple shirt and suit. He was casual and modest.

Most of the old people have the habit of drinking morning tea for health preservation, so in the morning teahouse, there are hale and hearty old people everywhere.

Zheng Chongming sits near the window, with a red lacquer table of eight immortals, an old-fashioned carved window lattice, and a elegant bamboo screen. In the bustling teahouse, a small area is separated.

It's already a little cold, but Zheng Chongming is wearing a simple style Zhongshan suit, which is not thick. Compared with Fu Yunqian's body, Zheng Chongming is old and strong. He is followed by a young guard. When he sees Fu Yunqian coming up, he waves back the guard.

Fu Yunqian shook hands and exchanged greetings: "Mr. Zheng is so elegant. This place is quiet and quiet. It's really a good old place."

"Here comes Yun Qian. Sit down and sit down. You young people have stopped drinking this stuff for a long time. I've been in this shop for decades. It's like a day. It's the same as the previous decoration. It hasn't changed at all."

Fu Yunqian then listened quietly and went to the three treasures hall. Since he asked him out so seriously, he must have something to say.

Sure enough, before long, Zheng Chongming began to talk about his family as usual: "Yunqian, when I used to fight with your grandfather, it was a scene. At that time, there was Mr. Han. They were really in a hurry..."

Zheng Chongming should really miss the past period, so when he talks about it, Fu Yunqian always listens quietly. As a qualified audience, when he turns to Han Songming, Fu Yunqian knows it.

Sure enough, Zheng Chongming said, "Yunqian, in fact, I'm looking for you today. It's really personal. Do you mind if I invite another friend to have tea with me?"

When Han Wenxuan slowly went upstairs, Fu Yunqian's eyes were calm, but deep in his calm eyes, there was a thick sneer. Of course, only Han Wenxuan could see it, but Zheng Chongming could not.

"Mr. Zheng." Han Wenxuan greets Zheng Chongming in a complicated mood.

Zheng Chongming nodded, motioned him to sit down, and asked Fu Yunqian, "don't let me introduce you."

"No, I'm still familiar with Mr. Han." Fu Yunqian took the lead.

Han Wenxuan embarrassed smile: "Fu always said heavy."

"No, I'm just telling the truth." Fu Yunqian slowly fills Zheng Chongming and Han Wenxuan with tea, and then takes a sip.

Zheng Chongming is here to be a peacemaker. When he meets all the people, he has a military temper and doesn't beat around the bush. He goes straight to the theme: "Yunqian, I know that you and the Han family were a little unhappy before. Today, I'm also entrusted by others. As a peacemaker, I hope you can look at my face and see if it's possible to change the world?"

Zheng Chongming's words are euphemistic and straightforward. Fu Yunqian takes a cup and sips it again. In Han Wenxuan's relaxed attitude, he says: "Mr. Zheng's face must be given, but Mrs. Han did it in person. Mrs. Han found someone to write the spiritual assessment Book herself. It has nothing to do with Mr. Fu. Now it's not about Mr. Fu Han is always looking for me. What can I do

"Yunqian, you have a lot of contacts in a city. Do you have any other ways to think about it?"

This time, Fu Yunqian directly exposed his sarcasm to Zheng Chongming: "Mr. Zheng, if someone kidnapped your son, daughter and wife today, how would you treat this kidnapper after several lives?"

Zheng Chongming, who was asked by the way, was speechless. According to the status of the Zheng family today, I'm afraid it would make people die.

Fu Yunqian filled Zheng Chongming's tea again: "my wife, my children and even my injuries are doomed. It's not me, Mr. Zheng. Fu Yunqian doesn't want to give you face. I believe you can understand. It's said that Mr. Ling wants to go up recently. If he is free, Mr. Zheng can have dinner and tea with Mr. Ji. He has recently returned home to visit his relatives and is in a city."

"You mean commander Ji?" People who are in officialdom can't stop Ji Shenyou's name. Fu Yunqian nodded, "I'll make an appointment with Mr. Zheng another day. Today I'll go first."

Zheng Chongming knew that this was a little compensation given by Fu Yunqian after he refused him. In order to ease his heart, he was not allowed to worry about this matter.

Originally, it's none of his business. Fu Yunqian's duty is to give face, but now his son is involved, so he can't be careless, so he can only look at Han Wenxuan with regret: "Wenxuan, don't say that I don't help you, I can only help you here. You can see Fu Yunqian's attitude. Your daughter kidnaps other people's wife and children, which is very important How can I have the face to ask for something? He's right. If it's me, I'll shoot those kidnappers. "

All the methods Han Wenxuan could think of failed.

Fu Yunqian was determined and even let go. Whoever dares to meddle in his own business will see.

No one dares to take this hot potato and meddle in this kind of business.There is no turning point for Han xiaduo's affairs.

Christmas is coming soon. Life is smooth and peaceful. The old lady is ready for the new year.

Tang Xiaoyan accompanied Fu Jinyan to draw pictures upstairs. Fu Yunqian was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper. The old lady suddenly said, "Yunqian, it's almost half a year since you said that your grandfather's affairs have passed. Should you consider your own affairs? You should hold a make-up wedding. You should have a simple ceremony. It doesn't need to be too heavy, but you have to walk off the stage, or I'll call you Let's talk it over with our parents. "