C7

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When he thought about how he had been pestering himself in the arms of this man and talking about his unhappiness … Ning Jin couldn't wait to bury his head in the cold water as well.

Fu Huayong pushed away the torn clothes on her body. Due to being soaked in cold water, the part of his wound had already turned white. However …

For example, a wound left on his palm and leg by a fingernail, to Fu Huayong, it was completely negligible.

Who was to blame? This was the masterpiece of his own fingernail.

No major artery cut...

Ning Jin felt as if there was something stuck in his throat, he couldn't move his hands away from it.

She really wanted to shout at Fu Huayong, F * ck your second master's balls!

However, the effects of alcohol and medicine made her pale, and she was too weak to say a word.

Fu Huayong frowned: "Why are you so delicate?"

A delicate aura … A delicate aura …

[What the heck!

Ning Jin felt that he could actually be angered by this man until he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The truth proved that Ning Jin was not so angry that he vomited blood.

The night's tension, combined with alcohol and cold water, had made her faint.

Before she fainted, she only had one thought.

I should be able to go to the hospital now …

When he woke up again, he found himself looking at a magnificent array of decorations.

Ning Jin's heart crumbled.

The wound on his arm was already wrapped with gauze, his hands were also wrapped, and even his thigh was wrapped …

It was still the same room from last night, the trash Fu Huayong still hadn't brought her to the hospital! The Fu Family monopolized the economy of the entire B City. Was there really a need to care about the money they spent to bring her to the hospital?

"Oh, you're awake? "He seems to be in good spirits."

At some point in time, Fu Huayong had come over with a computer. He then looked at her miserable appearance and asked, as if he had found something in his conscience, "Are you hungry?"

Hungry!

Did he want to get her something to eat?

Ning Jin looked at him in anticipation and nodded honestly.

"Oh."

What does that mean?

Was this a joke?

Ning Jin could not hold it in and reminded him: "I'm still having a fever."

Fu Huayong raised his pretty eyebrows, "Mn, I know." It was either hot or cold yesterday. It would be weird if he didn't have a fever.

Looking at the ring finger, Ning Jin laid on the bed with nothing to live for.

Just as Fu Huayong was looking through the data on the computer, his phone rang.

Seeing the caller's name, Fu Huayong was surprised at first, but after that, he understood.

"It's really hard for you to call me."

"Looks like you've already guessed it."

He had guessed that the elder brother would be so calm and collected …

"En, I didn't expect Liu Yang to be so courageous, to actually go and call the police." Fu Huayong continued to flip through the numbers on the page.

As the deputy Mayor of City B, Fu Yunlang held his forehead and reminded his, "The nose was broken, three ribs were broken, and even his front teeth were missing … Big brother, you are too ruthless. "

He would be a fool if he didn't even call the police. He would be the one reporting it!

"Since you called me here now, you should have found out the reason why I called him."

Fu Yunlang was silent for a moment, "I do know the reason, there's someone above Liu Yang, and it caused quite a commotion for the old man to know about it, brother you …" Take it easy.

Old Master Fu had once been the commander in chief of the military sector, but now he had retired. The old man had the integrity of a soldier, so the person he favored the most was his grandson Fu Huayong and the person he hated the most was his grandson Fu Huayong.

As long as Fu Huayong made a mistake, as long as the old man knew about it, no matter what the old man was doing, he would happily use his walking stick to rush over and beat Fu Huayong up.

This matter was not trivial, how could the lordmaster let go of this opportunity?

Fu Huayong's gaze fell on the woman who was lying on the bed like a corpse, and said to his own little brother: "Alright, help me out in a while."

Before the other party could ask anything, Fu Huayong had already hung up.

He then took a picture of the woman on the bed who was "quiet" with her eyes closed.

Fu Huayong took his phone and studied it carefully. Half of the bandage was wrapped around his exposed arm, while his two hands were also covered with a thick layer of gauze.

In truth, these few items did not look that serious. What made people feel that they were serious was their paler complexion under the sunlight, as well as the pale color of their lips due to dehydration and the bruises on the corner of their mouths.

Fu Huayong could not help but feel lucky that he did not give this woman some water.

When Fu Yunlang received the photo that was sent over by a big brother, he also raised his eyebrows.

Now that she had eaten a leopard's gall bladder, the women of the Fu family dared to make a move!

Liu Yang's background was indeed huge, but their Fu Clan was not a pushover. They were just a Mayor.

Other than being the in City B, Fu Yunlang was an amateur computer expert when he was young.

Everyone in the Fu family had similar feelings. To put it nicely, it was because they were not afraid of trouble. To put it honestly, it was because they wanted the whole world to be in chaos!

Hence, after Fu Yunlang had added a few photos, the old man felt that his own granddaughter-in-law was already as good as dead.

Old Master Fu couldn't even breathe.

Regardless of how many members of the Fu family didn't acknowledge this daughter-in-law, she was still a member of the Fu family. Bullying the Fu Family, did they think that he would die?!

Fu Huayong who had successfully instigated a big battle ended the data in his hands and asked the woman on the bed: "Do you want to drink water?"

Ning Jin no longer wanted to answer him.

This time, the man poured a cup of water and placed it in front of her in a good mood.

Ning Jin looked at him suspiciously but he still used his hand that was wrapped into a bun to hold it.

Fu Huayong glanced at the miserable condition on her body, and said in a low, magnetic voice with an unknown meaning, "Why are you doing this to yourself?"

This question …

"If he had a younger face, a skinnier body, and a height of ten centimeters... Do you think I want to be like this? " Ning Jin expressionlessly stated.

Fu Huayong's beautiful eyes narrowed instantly.