Chapter 250

Fu Hanchuan was neither turning nor standing. When he was embarrassed, he looked at the man across the road with a cold face.

Su Xiang pursed her lips and touched her ears. Because she was in a hurry to choreograph for the singer, she ran into a time when she had no inspiration, so she went out and looked at the square dance here for a while. When she felt it, she took a book and drew a few movements. She didn't expect to meet him here.

I don't know if I should turn around as if I didn't see it, or say hello and go

The two people looked at each other awkwardly across the road. At this time, the child on skates slipped across the road. The foot was too hard and rushed directly at Su Xiang. Su Xiang was hit by the child and sat on the ground. The child pressed on her. Su Xiang felt that his stomach was going to be smashed through by him.

The pulley at the child's feet didn't work hard at all, so he stood up and slipped. Su Xiang was pressed by him several times. At this time, the boy's back neck collar was suddenly raised. When he turned around, he saw a man with a cold face and scared to death.

The boy was so frightened that he threw his mouth and sobbed. The child's parents ran over. When they saw that their child was crying, they subconsciously felt that the man bullied their child and said, "what's the matter with you? He's still a child. How can you bully a child!"

Fu Hanchuan looked cold and fierce. With a sweep of his dignified eyes, his thin lips opened and closed: "go away!"

Although there were two people on the other side, she didn't dare to make trouble with such a man who was full of evil spirit. She protected her children and left. Su Xiang covered her stomach with one hand and tried to stand up with the other. Maybe she was too cruel when she sat down just now, and her tail vertebrae hurt so much that she frowned. She moved and hurt badly.

A big clean palm stretched out in front of him. Su Xiang looked up and saw that the man was half bent and said faintly, "get up."

Su Xiang looked at him and put his hand on it. His fingers were immediately clenched. The powerful arm pulled her up with a gentle pull. When Su Xiang stood up, she seemed to hear a click from her bones, which made her frown and hum: "ouch..."

Is it because she has been sedentary for a long time and can't exercise, and her bones are beginning to fail?

Su Xiang waited to relax. Fu Hanchuan looked at her eyebrows and said indifferently, "what's the matter?"

Su Xiang tightened his eyebrows and said, "it may hurt my waist. I have to slow down." That's what she said, but her eyes were fixed on the book on the ground. It was all her achievements and her treasure house. The paper turned when the wind blew.

The book had been turned over for a long time, and the seam was not firm. Su Xiang was worried that it would be blown away by the wind. He squatted down slowly and wanted to pick it up. Fu Hanchuan looked at her and remembered in a trance that a long time ago, when she was pregnant with Fu Ying, she squatted down with one hand to pick up things.

The Fu family didn't like to see her. Even if someone saw her sometimes, she just pretended not to see it and let her do it by herself.

Fu Hanchuan frowned, bent down and picked up the book easily.

Su Xiang looked at the ground and saw a big hand pick up her things easily. Fu Hanchuan took hold of her book and flipped it. The composition on it was very simple. The circle stick supported a person, which she could understand.

He handed the book over and said faintly, "this is your choreography draft?"

Su Xiang took the book, patted the dust on it like a baby and said, "thanks."

She had more weight on her hand, but her body suddenly soared into the air. After exclaiming, she saw the firm chin above her head and the little half of the man's side face. She was held in her arms by a man. What she breathed between her nose was the faint smell of tobacco and wine on him. Her body could clearly feel his strong muscles.

Su Xiang had a backache and didn't dare to struggle. He patted his arm and said, "what are you doing? Put me down." Why is this man like this again.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her with drooping eyes: "if you are bothered again, you will be thrown into the flower bed."

The edge of the mall is a flower bed surrounded by snow in June. After a dormant autumn and winter, it has grown to knee height, like uncut hair in disorder. I don't know who threw the loud birthday candle in the flower bed, and the candle burned out, but the dying thing was still singing the birthday song, which was even more strange. Su Xiang looked at it and deflated his mouth.

Seeing that she was honest, Fu Hanchuan walked to the car and said faintly, "your waist may be hurt. Go to the hospital first."

Su Xiang also felt that his waist might be twisted, pursed his mouth and said nothing.

Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything. What was quiet was only his slightly heavy breathing sound, and the footsteps of his leather shoes knocking on the ground. The pattering rhythm was steady and powerful, slow. In this silent street, all the feelings seemed to be amplified.

Su Xiang deliberately lightened his breathing, but he felt as if his senses were more sensitive. As he walked, her cheeks inadvertently rubbed on the clothes on his chest, itching, as if she felt the sound of his chest beating.

Su Xiang looked at his chin, turned his eyes, crossed his arm and looked behind him.

The street lights on both sides turned the dark night into a light orange, and pulled his figure to an oblique length. She was held in his arms and intertwined with his figure into a cross.

It's not like that. Her hair is hanging and her toes are tilted up. She has an upper hook and a lower hook in this horizontal direction, which is a bit like the Chinese character of Buddhism?

Fu Hanchuan's Yu Guang looked at the expression on her face. She was nervous just now. At this moment, I don't know what she was looking at. Even her toes moved.

She kept looking behind him. Who followed him, or did the bear child do something behind him just now?

Fu Hanchuan slightly tilted his head and looked at the behind him, but he didn't see anything except his figure.

He looked back and asked softly, "what are you looking at?"

Su Xiang smelled the speech, glanced at him and said, "nothing."

Su Xiang thought his car was parked nearby, but he didn't get to his car after walking so long. He didn't know why he came. Just thinking about how he went to see the square dance, people like him don't look like idle and flustered people. He has so many friends and so many flatterers that he can't get busy.

Two words later, it was still quiet, quiet, reminiscent of those embarrassments.

Su Xiang turned his eyes and suddenly said, "do you know what I saw just now?"

"What?"

Su Xiang said, "there was something behind you just now, the kind you couldn't see."

It's said that many dignitaries go to temples to pray for God and Buddha. Some go to Thailand to invite gumantong. The Fu family is so big. I don't know if he has.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her speechless and said, "well, you're with me anyway."

There were many streets with cars and passers-by just now, but they were not popular at this time. If you walked alone... It would not be ghosts to worry about, but gangsters with knives. The woman fell on her ass just now. Maybe her brain has a long ass.

In front of him was the parked car. Fu Hanchuan gently weighed his arm, but now he didn't want to let her down. He thought the road could be longer, longer

At the end of the road, Fu Hanchuan stopped at the door, put the man down and walked around half the front of the car to the driver's seat. Su Xiang looked at him and unscrewed the handlebar to open the door.

After sitting down, Su Xiang lowered his head and fastened his seat belt. Fu Hanchuan glanced at her obliquely, put his hands on the steering wheel and suddenly said, "when it comes to the road no one takes, I think there is such a gloomy place." He just went there not long ago.

Su Xiang asked subconsciously, "where?"

Fu Hanchuan said, "pillow garden, where you've been. I wonder if you have this feeling? "

Su Xiang frowned: "what are you doing in the pillow garden?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't answer her, but said, "the boss over there made a palace tofu. The taste is similar to yours. Do you know him?"

Su Xiang drooped her eyelids. All her information about Yan Lin was still vague, and everything remained to be verified. And she said in person that he was no longer needed to intervene in her affairs.

She said, "I've only been there a few times. I don't know you."

Fu Hanchuan's face sank when he saw her shut up. He was too lazy to break with her again. There was no hospital nearby. The car drove quietly for ten minutes. Su Xiang's back waist was against the pillow. His small face was still uncomfortable. Fu Hanchuan looked at her and drove the car faster: "bear it again."

Finally, a public hospital appeared in front. When the wheel turned into the gate, it passed the deceleration belt. The car bumped slightly. Su Xiang couldn't help grabbing his arm and cried.

Fu Hanchuan frowned at her: "is it really so painful?" Isn't it a bone fracture or something?

It's still cold at night. She wears a lot of clothes. Isn't she so calcium deficient?

Su Xiang glared at him, who knows who hurts. Fu Hanchuan muttered, "who told you not to hide."

The car stopped slowly in the parking lot. When Su Xiang struggled to get off the car, the man had walked around and opened the door. Su Xiang looked up at him. Fu Hanchuan bent down and took her out again and went into the building.

There are many emergency patients at night. Nurses and doctors are very busy. Of course, they don't have the treatment in private hospitals. Fu Hanchuan found a wheelchair and asked her to sit first, and then pushed it to the doctor to look at it first.

In the doctor's office, Su Xiang was lying on the examination bed, his sweater and bottomed shirt were lifted in half, and his pants were pulled down to the tailbone. At this time, there was no doctor in the imaging department. The doctor in the emergency room pressed here and there on her waist and tail vertebrae. Su Xiang trembled and couldn't help crying: "pain -"

Fu Hanchuan stood outside the curtain, heard the cry inside and went in. He saw a piece of white and greasy skin in front. Under the light, it seemed that there was a layer of fluorescence. The thin waist. He pinched her waist many times, and his body was slightly hot.

The doctor felt someone nearby, looked back at him, frowned and said, "Sir, how can you come in?"

When Su Xiang heard the sound, she immediately turned her head and saw Fu Hanchuan standing on the side of the bed looking at her back waist. She twisted her neck and looked back. She saw that the upturned buttocks and cheeks behind her immediately turned red. She turned her arm back to pull the clothes to cover it, but now she was in pain. As soon as she turned around, she tightened her little face.

Fu Hanchuan pressed her finger and said, "what are you doing? Do you want to hurt more seriously?"

He turned to the doctor and said, "I'm her husband. What can't I see?"

Even if it's a husband and wife relationship, there's no need to look at it like a hungry wolf. The doctor muttered, but there was nothing more to say.

Su Xiang didn't want to be looked at like this. He found a reason and said, "go and register me and get the medical record card. The doctor will diagnose and prescribe medicine later."

It was not that she coaxed him out, but that even if she threw him out angrily, he might not be able to move a step.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and walked out with a straight face. Every counter in the hall outside was pasted with words, and people lined up at the toll office and the registration office. Fu Hanchuan looked at both sides, walked to the registration office, stood in line, raised his watch and looked at it. His breath sank down, and his face was even more ugly.

He is so valuable every minute. Why waste time queuing here? Knowing that so many people are ill, it's better to spend more time in private hospitals and see more for a while

Stop, Fu Hanchuan breathed heavily. The super national treatment he received in the private hospital is only an honest queue here.

There are all kinds of people in the hospital. Especially at night, some people go out in an emergency and are still wearing cotton pajamas. Fu Hanchuan is tall, well-dressed, tall and straight. Standing there, he has a visual sense of standing out of the crowd, attracting a lot of attention. Some little girls and their daughter-in-law are still secretly photographed with their mobile phones.

Fu Hanchuan was fed up with such eyes, frowned, went to the front, took out his wallet, took out some red notes and said, "change with you."

The man looked at Fu Hanchuan and looked at the end of the team. He was a little confused for a moment. It was too late to spend money in the hospital. At this time, someone took a few hundred yuan bills to change positions. Depending on the length of the team, it took less than half an hour.

Who doesn't want to earn a day's salary in less than half an hour? At once, the man took the money and went to the end of the team. Fu Hanchuan put away his wallet, stood at the front without expression under all kinds of eyes, and said to the staff on duty at the window, "registration."

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In the doctor's office, Su Xiang had finished his examination. When he sat up and went down to the ground, he saw Fu Hanchuan come in and see her sorting her clothes. Her face seemed to show a similar expression of regret. However, at that moment, Su Xiang couldn't catch it. He saw him put the medical record card on the doctor's desk and asked, "how about it?"

The doctor entered the above information into the computer in front of the medical record card and said, "the preliminary diagnosis is no big problem, but I'll stay in the hospital for one night. I won't know until tomorrow."

Fu Hanchuan frowned: "do you have to wait for tomorrow?"

The doctor looked up at him. "You can go back now if you don't want to."

Su Xiang, holding his waist, walked slowly over and said to Fu Hanchuan, "go back first."

Fu Hanchuan pressed her in the wheelchair unknowingly. Su Xiang cried again in pain. Fu Hanchuan said coldly, "then stay for one night."

He wanted to take her to Guhua hospital. Seeing her unconscionable appearance, he probably wanted to ask that person to accompany her again.

The ward will definitely not be a VIP. There are three beds in one ward, separated by a cloth curtain. Su Xiang was placed in the bed by the window. He stood up from the wheelchair, leaned down with the bed, and slowly lifted his legs up.

Fu Hanchuan stood aside and watched her die alone. If she refused to ask him for help, it was up to her. Anyway, he didn't hurt.

Although Su Xiang didn't hurt so much at the moment, he still had a thin layer of sweat after this toss. She grabbed the pillow and put it under her body. She said stuffy, "it's getting late. Go back. Fu Ying is still at home."

Fu Hanchuan's tall body leaned against the wall, and the window behind him was dark, which made his shadow outline deeper. He held his arm and looked at the woman lying in front of him. There were other patients moaning in the ward. It was easy to see what it was like to sleep all night under such conditions, and the woman closed her eyes and looked ready to sleep.

He said coldly, "mom song is watching at home. It's you. Drive me away and call him again?"

Su Xiang opened his eyes and didn't look at him. He took his mobile phone from the bedside table and turned on the screen. The green tendon on Fu Hanchuan's forehead jumped and grabbed her mobile phone. He said fiercely, "don't even think about it."

Su Xiang lost his cell phone, spread out his palm to him and said faintly, "I have to call back and let mom Zhang take good care of pearl."

Fu Hanchuan was stunned and lost his mobile phone. Su Xiang picked up his mobile phone and called Zhang's mother's number. Zhang's mother heard her say she was still in the hospital with a broken waist and asked anxiously, "Miss Su, are you all right?"

Su Xiang said, "it's all right. I'll be back tomorrow." After a few more words, she hung up and put her mobile phone back on the bedside table.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her all the time. Seeing that she closed her eyes again, his eyebrows wrinkled more and more deeply. The other two beds were all old people sleeping. They didn't moan much, but one after another. It was annoying. After hearing another groan, Fu Hanchuan finally couldn't bear to go up and pull Su Xiang's arm and said, "get up, I'll take you to another hospital." Su Xiang lay motionless and didn't open his eyes. He only said slowly, "Fu Hanchuan, this is the case of birth, old age and death." When people are old, they will suffer more. How many people will come to the end without disaster and disease? Fu Hanchuan frowned and faintly heard a voice on the next bed: "old man, come and drink some water. Don't shout so loud, it will affect others' rest." There was another rustle. An old lady came up with two bottles of milk in her hand and said shyly, "the old man is ill with gallstones. I'm sorry to disturb you." She handed the milk to Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan stared at the old lady in front of him. How could he want other people's things, but he heard Su Xiang say, "take it." She pointed to the old lady's back, smiled and said, "it doesn't matter. I'm in pain, too." Fu Hanchuan took the two bottles of milk after the two words. The old lady smiled, patted his arm and said smilingly, "the young man loves his wife. It's good." The old lady didn't stop much. After greeting, she left. Fu Hanchuan tied his eyebrows and stared at the milk in her hand, young man? He is so big that people call him all kinds of names, but no one has called him that yet. Su Xiang looked at him and said, "go back. I'm all right, really." She didn't hurt much. She's relieved now. The doctor just doesn't trust her to have a detailed examination. Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, put down the two bottles of milk and really left. Without him blocking the light, it was brighter here. Su Xiang looked at the night outside the window and wondered why this man didn't pull the curtains easily. So many people die in the hospital every day. She doesn't dare to look out of the window at night Su Xiang looked at his notebook for a while. I don't know how long it took, so he went to sleep. A figure approached slowly, with light steps, and sat down by the bed. He looked at the bedside table. There were two bottles of milk on it, one with a straw. He took a look at the woman's sleeping face, covered her with a quilt, then opened the plastic bag in his hand and took out some toiletries and a pair of cotton slippers. Fu Hanchuan just went out to buy these. He put his slippers on the ground. When he straightened up, he looked at the woman in a daze, and his fingers gently stroked her cheek. About itching, the woman shrunk her head, changed direction and continued to sleep. Fu Hanchuan tilted his head, sat on the side of the bed and looked at her like this. He probably saw the old couple just now. At this time, he just felt that the time was very quiet and seemed to stop. The air became quieter. Everyone in the ward slept, and there were occasional restless groans. Fu Hanchuan didn't feel angry at this moment, but envied the old couple. In fact, at the end of life, it is not the children, relatives and friends, nor the people who cooperate with you in your career, but the people in front of you, who can tolerate all your bad temper. The man pinched her fingers and softened his eyes. He was a little glad that he didn't change her to another hospital. Otherwise, he wouldn't feel that ordinary, simple and interdependent warmth... The next morning, at six o'clock, a nurse came in to measure the patient's blood pressure and blood sugar. Su Xiang was awakened, yawned and attracted by the things on the bedside table, With her mouth half open, she moved up and looked at those things, toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, mineral water, small bread and yogurt. Su Xiang's head was still not awake. He opened the quilt and looked down. There were a pair of pink plush slippers on the ground, on which his feet were soft and warm. Su Xiang turned around and touched the things on the bedside table. The plastic bag chucked. She didn't think there was a snail girl in the hospital. Someone specially prepared these things for her. A corner of the curtain was lifted, and Fu Hanchuan's refreshing face appeared in front of her. He looked at her and said, "wake up?" Su Xiang looked at him and nodded, "well, I'm awake." Didn't he go back last night? Fu Hanchuan put the bean milk bun on the bedside table with those things in his hand and said, "when you wake up, go wash your face and brush your teeth." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.