flstandardbreds Chapter 167 Your Son is in Love
Chapter 167 Your Son is in Love
Fu Ruoshi coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body tilted and he fell down.
Wen Zhixia quickly caught him.
"Fu Ruoshi!!!"
Her face turned pale with fear. She watched Fu Ruoshi cough up blood, his eyes becoming unfocused. He leaned in her arms, breathing slightly, but couldn't utter a word.
"What happened to you?" Wen Zhixia cried anxiously. She wiped the blood from Fu Ruoshi's lips carelessly. "Don't hide it from me. Are you sick?"
Fu Ruoshi hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, and his throat, which was scratched by the fishhook, had not yet fully healed. He had just been running vigorously for a long time, and now he had been in the damp and cold air for such a long time, that he finally couldn't hold it in and coughed out the blood.
He wasn't that weak, he just felt so happy lying in Wen Zhixia's arms that he didn't want to get up...
"I'm really not sick..." Fu Ruoshi saw Wen Zhixia's tears falling down, and felt incompetent.
He didn't want to make her cry, but he always made her cry, so even though he owned a company with a market value of hundreds of millions, he still felt incompetent.
"Don't cry, ancestor... please... I'm not sick, I lied to you and said I was your grandson..."
He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Wen Zhixia's cheek. The hot tears almost burned his hand.
Just when Wen Zhixia was in despair, a sharp whistle came from above her head.
Then, there were shouts all over the mountains:
"Mr. Fu! Madam!"
Liu Zhen held the loudspeaker and shouted, "Where are you!!!"
"We are here!!!" Wen Zhixia was overjoyed. She took Fu Ruoshi's cell phone, entered her birthday password without thinking, and found Liu Zhen's number and dialed it.
Fu Ruoshi saw it clearly and said that he didn't have me in his heart and that he didn't remember my phone password.
Hearing the footsteps of the large army getting closer and closer, his tense nerves relaxed and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
.....
When Wen Zhixia woke up, she was lying in a warm and bright ward.
"Ruo Shi?"
She shouted subconsciously, and then saw Fan Xiaolin's figure.
"My dear, you scared me to death!"
Fan Xiaolin's eyes were red. She put down her teacup and hugged Wen Zhixia. "They said you were missing, so I took a leave and came back from Haicheng. I thought I could do without this job, but I can't do without you."
Wen Zhixia felt a lump in her throat when she heard her heart-wrenching words, but her heart was warm.
At this moment, Liu Zhen came in.
"Madam, you're awake." He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Zhixia wake up. "The doctor said you're lucky and alive. You're not injured, and your previous stomach problems have healed. You just have a little hypoglycemia, so you need to pay more attention to your nutrition."
"Where's your President Fu?" Wen Zhixia said straight to the point, "Where is he? Why is he vomiting blood? What is he hiding from me? Please tell me, okay?"
"this......"
Liu Zhen was conflicted.
Mr. Fu repeatedly emphasized that Wen Zhixia must not be told what he had done.
But he felt very uncomfortable watching Mr. Fu becoming more and more haggard day by day.
Forget it, since Madam asked, just tell me!
Liu Zhenxin made up his mind, "Madam, this is what happened. Xu Hui and Zhao Xiaoning have been trying to harm you. Mr. Fu was the first to get the news, so he goes to see you every day. He's not trying to pester you, but because he's worried that something might happen to you. He just doesn't want to tell you these things. He doesn't want you to see those dark things."
"That night, Zhao Xiaoning asked Mr. Fu to drink with him. They played a game and asked Mr. Fu to mix the fish hook in water and drink it, saying that he would let you go. Mr. Fu did it, and he didn't tell you."
There was a boom.
Wen Zhixia was struck by lightning and felt cold from head to toe.
"Fish, fishhook?" Her face turned pale. "No wonder... No wonder he did that night..."
Tears welled up in my eyes.
He was such a proud and conceited man, but for his own sake, he bowed to the person he hated the most.
Wen Zhixia's vision was blurred as her fingertips turned white from clenching.
It turned out that I had misunderstood him all along.
No wonder his voice has been so hoarse lately, no wonder he insisted on taking me home, no wonder he keeps texting and calling me...
"Why didn't he tell me?" Wen Zhixia's eyes were blurred with tears. "I'm not afraid of Zhao Xiaoning. I'm willing to step forward to resolve the grudge between us. I'm not a greenhouse flower."
"But Mr. Fu is afraid." Liu Zhen said with a sad face, "He said he can accept the company going bankrupt, the business failing, and being abandoned by everyone, but he can't accept being without you."
"I'm going to find him," Wen Zhixia struggled to get out of bed, "I want to ask him face to face why he hid it from me."
"Bao, calm down," Fan Xiaolin went to help her, "Don't worry, we'll take you there."
Wen Zhixia was very emotional. She staggered to the door and opened it.
The moment she opened the door, she saw a familiar face.
Song Ailing.
"Mr. Song...Mr. Song?" Liu Zhen was surprised and stunned. "Why are you here?"
"Do I need to report to you?"
Song Ailing's face looked very ugly.
She looked at Wen Zhixia and said coldly, "Wen Zhixia, are you our family's nemesis? Ever since Ruoshi followed you, I haven't slept well for a single day. Can you let him go, let the Fu family go? Do you know how much he has suffered for you? Are you happy to torture him? Do you feel satisfied when you see him get hurt for you and spit out blood for you?"
"Auntie! That's not right!" Fan Xiaolin flew into a rage when she saw her treating Wen Zhixia like that. "Just get it, it was your son who was desperately chasing after Zhixia. He can't live without her. If you don't like it, tell him to stop. Do you think he'll agree?"
"Little girl," Song Ailing suppressed her anger, "Just understand, my son was almost abused to death because of Wen Zhixia. He was almost dead, and as a mother, shouldn't I intervene? I only have this one son, and the Fu family has only this one heir, so shouldn't I intervene? Wen Zhixia, if you want to separate from my son, then you can separate, and if you want to get back together, then you can get back together. What do you mean by keeping my son hanging? How did you provoke Xu Hui and now Zhao Xiaoning?"
"Auntie! It was obviously your son who hurt Zhixia like this!" Fan Xiaolin was furious. "Xu and Zhao have nothing to do with Zhixia. Wasn't it your son who brought these people into Zhixia's life? If he had cared about her a little earlier and treated her better, would there be so many troubles today? He ruined her peaceful life, doesn't he take responsibility? He's punishing himself by doing this now, and he's happy to do it. He's a love-brained person. What do you say? How can this disease be cured? I want to hear your advice too."
This reporter's eloquence is so powerful that Song Ailing was almost choked to death by Fan Xiaolin's remarks.
After all, she is the descendant of a famous general, and her family is extremely powerful. Today, she was scolded by a little girl. Before this, the only person in Jincheng who dared to scold her like this was her son.
"Who told you to talk to me like that?!" Song Ailing blushed, "Do you know what my relationship with your director is?"
"I don't care what your relationship is, and what it has to do with me," Fan Xiaolin said calmly. "Being a journalist is just a hobby for me. My main job is to inherit the family fortune."