Fu Nanli still called a large number of doctors in. In VIP ward, the expert chief doctor stood in a room, and I didn't know what kind of suspicious patients lived in the ward.

Wenqiao lies down, the nurse just came to her to change medicine, a dozen doctors are surrounded by the bed, her waist is so surrounded by more than a dozen doctors, see Fu Nanli's face slowly become wrong.

The knife was lying on her right waist. The nurse gently and carefully uncooked the gauze. The blood was sticking to the gauze. The flesh and skin were pulled up, and the sweat on Wenqiao's forehead fell down.

Fu Nanli clenched her hand: "it will be fine soon."

She could even laugh and comfort him: "OK, it's not very painful."

She is certainly trying to be able, how can she not hurt her flesh and blood? He pressed her head in his arms, or he would show her his wound.

Wenjo's sweat was all dyed on his shirt, and her hand was held tightly by her, because the skin was too white and the blood vessels on the back of his hand were clear and discernible.

The Dean stood in front of Fu Nanli with his back hand: "Mr. Fu, the patient's injury is not seriously affected. Bleeding is timely during the treatment. There is no shock due to excessive blood loss. Ordinary trauma can be caused. If the wound is not inflamed in the hospital for two days, he can be discharged from hospital. He needs to change medicine every day and cannot be contaminated with water. You need not worry too much."

Fu Nanli waved his hand and let them all go.

Wenqiao, who changed medicine, returned to her original position. Fu Nanli helped her wipe sweat on her head with a cotton towel.

"That square flower, tied to be tied, why to save her?"

"I just worried that I would be wronged. Last time she hurt her hand, all the spears were aimed at me. If she had another three or two short, I should not pick it clean."

"Widjo..."

Wenjo opened his eyes and gently responded to him, "what's the matter?"

"Do you know how many people are each other? Do you know what you are going to face? Do you know if you can take her back with you or will you be held down? "

"So I sent you the news, I didn't have a lot of impulse," widjo said

"Isn't it impulse yet?"

"I think I'm calm."

Fu Da is less angry and goes out of the way. If it is not for her injury, I'm afraid she can't help beating her ass.

"It is better not to meet such a thing later. If you meet it, tell me, or call the police. No one's life is worth your bravery."

Widjo dropped his eyes, and said he knew it in a dull voice.

She didn't say about the penta star.

What kind of person is Fu Nanli in Wenqiao's eyes?

In Wenqiao's eyes, Fu Nanli is a high-grade student graduated from the world's top universities, a rare talent pilot in the aviation industry, the prince of Fu family of the financial valve family, and also the only son. Because he was born of excellent background and no competitors, he seemed to be domineering and strong, but he should be very simple.

Yes, she felt that Fu Nanli had not seen the darkness of the world and human nature. Such a person must be pure.

She did not know how much involved uncle had been involved. She didn't want Fu Nanli to involve it. She wanted to protect the simplicity.

Fu Da Lao:

What is it? Can I have it? There are no two words in my dictionary.

Fu Nanli fed her breakfast. Just after eating, he helped her wipe the corner of her mouth. When he knocked at the door, Fu Nanli frowned. He saw a head coming in at the door, and Fang came in with a bunch of flowers in his arms.