Chapter 107

When Wu Ma came out, Fu Xiaoqian lay in bed alone and fell asleep again.

Take her to wake up again, is already the afternoon sunset time, she felt her whole body heavy, without a trace of strength. The curtain was half closed and a ray of warm sun slanted over her pillow.

The setting sun is supposed to give people a sense of stability and peace, but at this time it can no longer bring Fu Xiaoqian peace of mind, many days do not eat, some of her only fickle.

Liao Zhenbo sits on a chair by the window, holding a cigarette in one hand. The rising smoke seems to take away all his worries. He is not addicted to smoking. He only lights a cigarette when he has some worries in his heart that he can't digest.

Today, he seems to have accidentally smoked a few more.

Fu Xiaoqian was a little far away from her, so she didn't smell the choking smell. The first time to update

however, no matter how far away, the moment Fu Xiaoqian opened her eyes, Liao Zhenbo could easily catch her. He got up and left his seat, reached out and pressed the microphone of the house in the room, asked Wu Ma to bring up a bowl of porridge again, and conveniently put out the smoke in the ashtray.

Patted the shirt and pants on the body, let the smoke smell disperse some.

Just really close to Fu Xiaoqian, "drink water?"

This question did not get Fu Xiaoqian's response, because she is still ill. Her pale face is tinged with pink. She knows that Liao Zhenbo is talking to her, but she just doesn't want to respond to him. She even wants to treat him as a transparent color, but she finds that it's really hard to do it, because his breath is too strong and overbearing.

She was too hungry, which led to the lack of energy supply in her body, so besides dizziness, she would be weak. In addition, with such a disease, everything she saw was fuzzy, and her body didn't seem to be her own. She felt that all the viscera in her body seemed to have been burned, and she was so anxious for water. And her body was like a layer of ice, so cold that she couldn't even breathe through her pores. At this time, she is like experiencing two days of purgatory.

She lay on the bed, her throat was very dry, her face was haggard, and she looked like an old man who was dying. She curled up and put her arms around her tightly, breathing with the heat of fire.

The sense of helplessness made her think that she would not be far away from death, but she could not die. She wanted to live and be stronger than anyone else.

So, when she saw Wu Ma carrying porridge to her in front of that moment, as if it was a reflection, she actually propped up the body. At this time, Liao Zhenbo also sat on the edge of the bed and took the bowl from Wu while holding Fu Xiaoqian.

Liao Zhenbo scoops up a mouthful of porridge and blows it to Fu Xiaoqian's mouth. Fu Xiaoqian just stares at the porridge, but never opens her mouth.

"Isn't Bingbing angry with me? How can you hurt me if you are not full and have no strength? "

That's a very calm word.

Fu Xiaoqian can listen to the eyes of two clusters of nameless flames, but immediately ran up, she bowed the spoon of porridge, into the mouth. The first time to update, when the food between the lips and teeth, has not been swallowed by her, it has begun to nausea. Before she could push him away, she threw up in his arms. She hadn't eaten for several days. There was no food in her stomach, so all she vomited was sour water.

She felt that her face, heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney were about to spit out. She fell on her stomach, and all her blood poured into her head. Her nails, which had not been trimmed for several days, were deeply buttoned into Liao Zhenbo's inner thigh.

Liao Zhenbo is not moved. He caresses Fu Xiaoqian's back, but his voice is higher and higher. "Come on, call the doctor, call the doctor..."

Wu's mother was also frightened. She just took some towels to come to deal with the aftermath. Liao Zhenbo called her. She was flustered and lost her mind. She did not enter or retreat. After a long time, she turned and rushed to the door, shouting to the downstairs the female doctor who had been waiting for the villa since last night.

Since he was a child, Liao Zhenbo grew up in a family where father's love was absent and mother's love was just around the corner. He developed a character that he needed to fight for everything he wanted.

So when he had Fu Xiaoqian in his heart, he knew that he wanted her in his heart. If he wanted her, he had to fight for it. So he began to use some tricks to bind her around. When he smelled the danger, he ignored her wishes and deprived her of her precious for the first time.

In fact, he has been trying to show his kindness to Fu Xiaoqian. This time, he was forced to be predatory, but he never regretted his behavior. Yes, he never regretted, and even felt lucky.

However, when he saw Fu Xiaoqian, only three days later, she was so thin that her eyes were sunken, and her outstretched arm seemed to have only a layer of skin left, holding her slender bones. He was deeply touched by this scene.

After vomiting, Fu Xiaoqian's face turned pale. She was sleeping and curled up on the bed. When the doctor gave her an infusion, the needle went into her arm blood vessel. She didn't respond at all. Liao Zhenbo's eyes were stung.He just sat there until all the medicine in the bottle was finished. He didn't stand up or change his posture. He held the infusion hand. Update for the first time

the female doctor who came to see Fu Xiaoqian did not dare to leave easily after pricking her needle. She stood by quietly and was afraid that Liao Zhenbo would be angry with her when he was not looking for her.

Bored, he quietly observed the couple. The scenes she saw were also common pictures of ordinary couples, but because of Liao Zhenbo's status as the richest man, the picture became extraordinary.

I've been in this villa for a whole day, but I haven't heard of what happened between husband and wife. If Liao Zhenbo doesn't tell me, no one dares to talk too much.

Just like now, although she is curious about why Mrs. Liao has been lying in bed for so many days and refuses to get up for dinner, she can only swallow her doubts back.

On this day, Liao Zhenbo has been over doting on his wife. He puts his wife first. Just like now, even leson has been waiting outside the door for a long time, but he has to stand by the door in a hurry.

What kind of love is it that will make Mrs. Liao abandon it like a shoe and hate it to the bone. Because it's only the bone deep hatred that can make a cruel mouth.

She saw the shocking bloodstain on the white shirt. However, she can't figure out why Liao Zhenbo won't be dealt with. It's the first time to update

all kinds of questions come together, and in the end, we can only draw a conclusion that the world of rich people is really different from that of ordinary people.

The woman doctor sorted out the medicine and said to Liao Zhenbo, "it's normal for Mr. Liao and Mrs. Liao to have such a situation. If the nutrition injection goes on, her physical strength will recover and her eating will become normal."

Liao Zhenbo nodded. The stone carving man had some reaction. He pinched his eyebrows and said, "tell me to cook more porridge downstairs. When Bingbing wakes up, it can be served in time."

Today, he has raised the issue of porridge more than five times. Every time, he will add some new requirements. He is afraid that he has some problems that he has not taken into account.

"Well, I'll go down first. You need to call me." In fact, what can happen? It's just that Liao Zhenbo is worried about his wife and wants to perfect every little detail.

"Well." But the vision didn't move.

That evening, Fu Xiaoqian was still sleeping. Her face, as the doctor said, was slowly returning to normal. She seemed to sleep more peacefully, without the previous nightmares.

Liao Zhenbo is in a corner of his study. There is a wooden rocking chair. He sits there, half lying and half leaning, facing out of the window and closing his eyes. He seems to be asleep. A few rays of the setting sun sprinkle on his body, which is less violent, but adds a bit of smoke and fire. The loneliness and solitude from his heart is more and more intense.

His loneliness and loneliness are never easy to show people, and only at home, a place where people can relax physically and mentally, can he dare to take off his disguise.

This scene may not have been seen by others, but leson will see it occasionally.

In the past, Liao Zhenbo had a hundred billion yuan of money with him, but he had no soul mate, so he would be moved and lonely.

But now

Maybe it's because Fu Xiaoqian's sleeping heart hasn't caught up with him.

Linson stood at the door, afraid to disturb easily. He was too tired. Leson knows that he hasn't had a good sleep for two days, but he has a lot of things to deal with. Take today's day for example, he has two contracts to sign, and he has a more important dinner to attend at noon and at night, both of which are about the construction of the land in the western suburbs.

Let's not talk about the construction. After all, there are still many things to deal with before the construction. For example, we need to consult the residents there, as well as the compensation. Of course, there will also be the problem that individual people will not leave. Of course, the problem of nail households is the most troublesome one, and it's also the most difficult to solve. It's not that many reports say that the government wants to build roads just because of nail households, which affects the appearance. I don't know how much the cost will be increased. Although the most important thing for Liao is money, everything is smooth, and that's what everyone yearns for.

That's a bit far. Let's talk about Liao Zhenbo.

On this day, he shut himself up in the villa, closed door, but asked about the company, even the phone he did not answer, just to be able to guard his wife. He summed up today, but found that at the end of their day, the opportunity did not say a word.