Chapter 2337

Ling Jiao listened and saw Fu Shiqin on the bed.

"You don't take him back to the capital?"

Fu Shiyi listened and sighed helplessly.

"I can take it back. He will continue to drink to drown his sorrows. Maybe he will have another stomach bleeding. What will it look like if I focus on it?"

"But when you leave, you can't leave him here." Ling Jiao said in embarrassment.

At least, when I return to the emperor, I have Fu's family to take care of me, which is better than his recovery here.

"Miss Ling, the most serious thing for Fu Xiaoer now is not ulcer bleeding, but heart disease." Fu Shiyi looked at him and said, "because of you."

"Three little, I think you should send him back to the capital, which is more convenient for your family to take care of him." Lingjiao seriously suggested.

Fu Shiyi glanced at the person in the hospital bed. "I've said that when he goes back, he'll drown his sorrows with wine. What can I do if he becomes more seriously ill?"

"But Who cares if you stay here? " Ling Jiao is embarrassed.

"You mind him. He likes you most." Fu Shiyi said with a smile.

Ling Jiao's eyes dodged, "I There's not so much time to come. "

"It doesn't take too much time. What should you do? Just take a moment to have a look." Fu Shiyi said.

However, Lingjiao firmly opposed it.

"No, you'd better find a way to send him back to the capital."

She finally made up her mind and kept a distance from him. She could not go on like this.

"Forget it, when he wakes up." Fu Shiyi said.

Ling Jiao didn't give any more comments. He stayed in the hospital until dawn before returning to the production team.

Less than half an hour after she left, Fu Shiqin woke up and looked around.

"Why am I in the hospital?"

"You spit blood last night, you know?" Fu Shiyi said.

"Hematemesis?" Fu Shiqin asked nervously with a fright, "don't tell me, what is my terminal illness?"

"Absolutely what disease, you drink too much recently, gastric ulcer haemorrhage just." Fu Shiyi said, but he was really scared at that time.

Fu Shiqin rubbed the swollen and aching temples. "You sent it to me?"

"Otherwise, your ex girlfriend sent you?" Fu Shiyi hummed and said, "but it's a good thing that you fell ill."

"What's the best? Would you like to spit blood?" Fu Shiqin rubbed the stomach, which was slightly painful, and felt a little nauseous.

Fu Shiyi is sitting on the sofa with his arms in his arms. "Your ex girlfriend was at the bedside last night."

"Fuck, why don't you wake me up for such an important thing?" Fu Shiqin turned over and sat up. When it was so important, he fell asleep.

Fu Shiyi gave him a white eye. "I wake you up. Last night, you cried like a pig when you held someone's hand. You cried like a pig when you cried."

However, Lingjiao is still nervous about him.

"When did she leave?" Fu Shiqin asked happily.

Fu Shiyi looked at the time. "Half an hour ago."

As soon as Fu Shiqin slaps his brain, why does he sleep so dead? It's better to wake up half an hour earlier.

"Then will she come later?"

"It depends on your own acting." Fu Shiyi shrugged.

Fu Shiqin nodded, then shook his head again.

"It's not good for me to pretend to be sick and cheat her?"

Fu Shiyi gave him a white eye without a word, "where are you pretending? You are ill, just pretending to be serious. I have said hello to the doctor. Just pretend."

He had no need to think of any more ways to deal with this disease.