"Yu'er has suffered such a heavy injury. Did you come to the hospital and ask her a question?" Fu simiu asked them, looking back and forth between Songtao and Zhang liangqin, "she was hurt because of your old lady. Have you ever felt guilty for a second?"

Song Tao takes a step back, his face is still angry.

"You keep saying that Song Yu is your daughter, and that's how you treat your daughter?"

"What's your business?" Zhang liangqin shrinks behind Song Tao.

"It's none of my business." Fu Simao stopped, turned and said coldly, "then please leave. You are not welcome here."

"Fu Si Mu!"

"Or do you want me to ask you out in person?" Fu Simao turns back, sharp eyes swept over.

Song Tao's mouth is open. His words are stuck in his throat and he has nothing to say.

Luo Huasheng came over and invited them out in person: "Mr. Song, Mrs. song, the doctor said that sister Song Yu needs a rest. I hope you don't disturb her any more. Please."

Song Tao and Zhang liangqin don't want to leave. Their purpose of coming here has not been achieved. How can they leave easily.

But before they make a scene, the door of the ward is opened again. Many tall men in black suits come in and stare at them coldly.

It was as if they would throw them out themselves if they didn't leave.

"Hum!" Song Tao snorted coldly, staring at Song Yu with warning eyes, and left with Zhang liangqin.

Before Zhang liangqin left, he was not reconciled: "Song Yu, if you are stubborn and let this man do things at home, I will not have given birth to your daughter!"

"Madame song!" Luo Huayu is really a woman!

After Song Tao and his wife left, Luo Huasheng also left the ward, leaving the space for Song Yu and Fu simiu.

"Are you feeling better?" Fu simiu sits beside Song Yu and looks at her wound.

"It's OK. The doctor said that my wound healed quickly and I could be discharged in two days." Song Yu smiles. He doesn't want to let his mood sink because of Song Tao and Zhang liangqin.

"Well." Fu Si Mu bowed his head and kissed her.

Since their relationship has become intimate, he always likes to kiss her, kiss her, as if not tired of the same.

Although Song Yu felt comfortable, she couldn't help blushing.

Fu simiu took care of her for many days in the hospital. She even packed the ward next door and made food for her every day.

Song Yu feels that she has been lying down and eating like this. Sooner or later, she will eat a pig.

"Isn't your company busy?" Song Yu looks at the man who is feeding her porridge.

Song Yu doesn't like porridge, but every time Fu simiu makes porridge, she is still not satisfied with it. Sometimes she doubts whether his family does the same catering, or whether he is like the God of food who has been a teacher. Such a noble man would go to the kitchen and make food so delicious.

"Well." Fu Simao responded lightly.

"How can you not be busy." Song Yu didn't believe it. "Did you stay in the hospital just to take care of me?"

Fu Simao stopped and looked at her sincerely: "you are my wife, of course you are the most important."

Song Yu's heart surges warm current, incomparably ironed.

"But I don't want to affect your work, you go to the company, there is someone to take care of me, don't worry." Song Yu takes Fu simu's hand. His hand is long and white and strong. Song Yu can't imagine this hand swimming on her body.

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