Chapter 1110

The blood with tranquilizer played a role in him, and everything in front of him began to blur. Wang Fuqu turned to muxue with difficulty. Muxue was still sleeping, and a small part of tranquilizer was in her body.

She couldn't wake up for the moment. Wang Fuqu thought, "I can't sleep. People from outside are going to break through and come inside. If they come in, their efforts will be in vain! I can't sleep

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out in the operating room. The doctor who just wanted to pull out the needle looked at Wang Fuqu in amazement. He shot his left thumb off! The sharp pain stimulated Wang Fuqu's spirit, and Wang Fuqu, who was going to sleep, woke up suddenly.

Doctors on the operating table for so many years have seen many people die on the operating table because of severe pain. Everyone has pain, but the difference is sensitive and dull feelings.

But Wang Fu Qu let him see the third situation, unconscious. When he shot off his toes, it was like cutting off his nails. His face was still calm.

The huge cannonball sounded outside the door again. Wang Fuqu pulled out the needle on his arm and stood up slowly in front of muxue's operating table.

And Mu snow with these days are almost looking at the girl sleeping, he even some habits so looking at Mu snow sleeping. Wang Fu Qu looked at this face, mouth slightly up, for a long time did not let his heart down.

This time, he really can put it down. He reached out and wanted to lift the wisp of green silk in front of muxue's forehead, but he stopped at the last moment. This pair of hands full of sin or not to pollute her this flawless face.

Wang Fuqu looks up at Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen looks at him with wide eyes. They are like a pair of old friends who have been separated for a long time. Their eyes are full of what they want to say, but if Yang Zhen can read what Wang Fuqu's eyes are written.

He would be angry. Wang Fuqu walked slowly to Yang Zhen's side. He wanted to close his eyes for countless times during the period, so he went to sleep. But he didn't go to sleep. He still had something to say to Yang Zhen.

"You... You!" The vague voice says from Yang Zhen's mouth that Wang Fuqu knows what he wants to say. He has planned for this matter for a long time. Yang Zhen thinks that he can master everything, including Wang Fuqu's freedom.

But Wang Fuqu is not as honest as he thought. All things appear on Wang Fuqu's mobile phone that night when muxue comes. He came here this time to know everything about Yang Zhen.

He can see his grandfather and his father. Of course, there is the woman who has always put love on the lips of sin but has not given any action. Her name is Yang Qing, and she is his mother. A woman who doesn't look like a mother.

In the eyes of Wang Fuqu, all the behaviors in the name of love are left with endless torment, and the only thing left in Wang Fuqu's mind is his childhood without freedom. All the memories dissipated in Wang Fuqu's mind.

His eyes gradually focused on Yang Zhen's face. Even if there were thousands of words in Wang Fuqu's heart, he said to the old man in front of him. At that time, he didn't know where to start. Everyone was dead. It was meaningless to talk about these things again.

"You... You know?" Yang Zhen has a slightly surprised look on his face. He thought that all Wang Fu Qu's actions were under his control, and every move was monitored by someone around him.