Chapter 125

Gu Nancheng looked up and walked downstairs to him step by step. He stood up and walked towards the man.

"Let me see your wife's condition. She was fine in the hospital. You took her home. I can't master her. But she is still my patient. She is still ill. As a doctor, I can't rest assured. "

"No need." Fu Siming looked at him coldly. He looked like he was going to leave immediately.

"I just want to see her condition. It's not bad for you or her." Gu Nancheng insisted.

Fu Siming looked cold and said indifferently, "I've taken her out of the hospital. She's no longer your patient. What's more, I have a doctor here, so I don't need you to worry about it. "

worry? Gu Nancheng was a little angry when he heard these two words.

He took Fu Siming as his friend and brother.

The woman Fu Siming loves, which is naturally his friend in Gu Nancheng, how did he finally meddle in his own business?

"Do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

Gu Nancheng asked, "I don't understand what's going on with you. You've completely changed these days. Do you think I would have any idea about your wife? Is that who I am in your eyes? "

That feeling can't be wrong. Fu Siming has an inexplicable hostility to him, as if he was on guard against him.

"You think too much. I just don't want other men near my wife."

Fu Siming gave him an explanation, but Gu Nancheng couldn't believe it.

It's definitely not that simple!

Fu Siming has a possessive desire for Qiao Anran, but he never showed it before.

Even if you really fall in love with her, you have an over protection and possession mood for her, which Gu Nancheng can understand.

However, such an irrational strong possessive desire is not normal at all

What else did Gu Nancheng want to say? The mobile phone suddenly rang, and some tension between the two suddenly eased.

He looked at the caller ID. it was Fu Jingjing.

Before answering the phone, he took a look at Fu Siming, and then connected.

"Brother Nancheng, are you free today?"

"What's up?"

Fu Jingjing hesitated for a moment and then said, "there's a reading activity in the orphanage this afternoon. Can you come together? A little trouble... "

Gu Nancheng heard about the trouble related to the orphanage?

"What happened?"

"Just... Some children are reading biology books, but when I went to school, biology was very poor, and I couldn't explain it to them. After thinking about it, I can only call you."

Finally, she asked him tentatively, "are you free?"

Gu Nancheng thought for a moment and said, "it's just a break today. I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jingjing felt happy. Anyway, brother Nancheng didn't refuse her. This is a good start!

Gu Nancheng looked upstairs. He originally wanted to go up to see Qiao Anran, but Fu Siming reacted so much. In addition, Fu Jingjing was waiting for him again, so he had to give up.

"In that case, I'll go first. Her wound hasn't healed yet. It's easy to infect. You should pay attention to disinfection. " After the instructions, Gu Nancheng was about to leave.

"Is it Jingjing?" Fu Siming asked softly.

Gu Nancheng stopped and said, "yes, she asked me to go to the orphanage."

"She likes you very much."

"I know."

"Jingjing is my sister. I don't allow anyone to let her be wronged. If you like her, forget the past, accept her and treat her well. If you don't like it, stay away from her as soon as possible, keep a distance, and don't give her meaningless hope. If you dare to hurt her a little, I will never let you go! "

"I haven't thought about these things. In the future, I will try to keep a distance from Jingjing. "

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Joan ran sleeps in the room. She feels as if she heard the voice of argument. It seems that Gu Nancheng

She suddenly opened her eyes, surrounded by the familiar scene. How long did she sleep this time?

She couldn't tell whether the voice was really heard or just dreamed in a dream.

Raised her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She actually slept from last night to now

Bang bang

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Almost a day without eating, Joan ran felt a little weak and even dizzy. Glancing at the porridge on the table, she decided to fight Fu Siming to the end.

So she must not touch the food.

While thinking, the servant came in with a plate. When he saw the porridge on the table, he asked, "madam, didn't you eat anything?"

Joan ran shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."

"How can that work?"

The servant said anxiously, "you haven't eaten since you came back. It's almost two days. You can't go on like this! You'd better have some... "

Said the servant, putting the plate in his hand in front of her.

"It will taste better than yesterday. Have some."

"I really don't want to eat. I have no appetite."

Seeing that she could not be persuaded, the servant had to leave the plate in the room and go out by himself.

Just at the door, she met the housekeeper. She didn't dare to tell her husband that Joan didn't eat directly. She could only tell the housekeeper truthfully, and then asked anxiously, "housekeeper, what can you do?"

"My wife hasn't eaten for nearly two days. I'm afraid she won't be able to eat if she goes on like this. What should I do? I dare not tell you... "

The housekeeper frowned, and he was a little confused about it.

"Why all of a sudden... I feel that after my wife came back from the hospital, the whole person seems to have changed and become so strange. I don't say a word at home, and I'm not as energetic, talking and laughing as before. Now I don't eat or drink, and I don't care about my body at all. "

Naturally, the housekeeper had already noticed these.

The servant then said, "it's not only the wife who is strange, but also the husband who seems to have changed. My husband stays at home for 24 hours, which makes me feel like restricting his wife's freedom... Housekeeper, do you think his wife is making him angry again?

The housekeeper shook his head and said, "I don't understand these. But Sir, it's really strange these days. In the morning, doctor Gu came and said he wanted to see his wife and show her how she was, but his husband just disagreed and drove the man away. The aura between two people is completely wrong. I've never seen them like this... "

When Qiao Anran was in the room, she overheard the conversation outside the door. The others couldn't hear clearly. Only when the housekeeper said that Gu Nancheng had been here in the morning, her pupils suddenly trembled.

She got out of bed, ran to the door, opened the door and asked eagerly, "who did you say was here? Gu Nancheng? He came this morning, didn't he? Isn't it? "

The servant and the housekeeper looked at each other, wondering why she was so excited.

"You say, did he come?"

Before they could answer, Fu Siming came out of the study, looked at them coldly and said, "go down."

Seeing this, the housekeeper and the servant immediately bowed their heads and went downstairs.

Fu Siming's eyes sank. Seeing that Qiao Anran didn't even wear shoes, he ran barefoot to ask about Gu Nancheng. His heart was burning with anger.

"I want to see Gu Nancheng!"

Joan ran looked back at him with determination in her eyes. It seemed to tell him that she could do anything if he didn't agree.

"Impossible."

"I want to see Gu Nancheng!"

Qiao Anran repeated word by word, "if you don't let me see him, I will..."

"What about you?" Fu Siming asked.

"I can't do anything about you, but there are things I can do by myself. For example, a hunger strike. "

"You don't hesitate to threaten me with your own body in order to see him?"

Joan ran turned away from his eyes and said, "I just want to see him."

Fu Siming was silent for a long time. She glanced at the two porridge on the table next to her. One was last night and the other was just now. She didn't move at all.

His smile is thin and cool. It seems that she is really sure that he will not give up.

"Are you so sure I care?"

"I'm not sure, but I'd like to try."

Qiao Anran looked at him with bright eyes, which made him look sideways.

After a silence, Fu Siming said quietly, "I can let you see him. But the premise is that when you are well. "

"I'm fine, I'm fine now!" Hearing what he said, Joan ran couldn't control her mood and was a little excited.

Fu Siming glanced at her and said angrily, "don't try my bottom line again and again. This is my biggest concession."

He cannot deny that he is jealous of Gu Nancheng.

Fu Siming has never been a saint, just an ordinary man with feelings.

Which man wants to see the woman he loves, but he thinks of someone else, and still recites the man's name in front of him?

"What do you want from me?" Qiao Anran softened his tone and asked.

"Be obedient and eat. I can let him see you when you recover from your injury and illness. At that time, say everything and explain it clearly. "

Qiao Anran looked at him suspiciously, shook his head and said, "I don't believe you."

Fu Siming drew a smile on his lips. It seems that in her heart, he is already an untrustworthy person

In that case, he simply "despicable" in the end!

"Don't believe me, do you? Well, in that case, you don't want to see him again. "

"Fu Siming, you've gone too far!"

"If you don't get well, I won't let you out of this door, let alone let him see you."

Joan ran burst into tears and bit her lip.

He really went too far

But does she have any other way?

No, there's no other way but to promise.

"OK, I'll eat."

Although I don't believe Fu Siming, maybe this is her only chance

Fu Siming brought the porridge to her. She stretched out her hand to pick it up, but he avoided it.

He did not speak, picked up the spoon, scooped a little, put it to his lips, felt the temperature, almost exactly, and handed it to her lips.

Joan ran went to the beginning and didn't want to eat. She said, "I'll do it myself."

"You'd better be obedient, otherwise..."

Before the man finished speaking, Joan ran turned her head and looked at him. Although she was very reluctant, she still opened her mouth slightly.

Fu Siming noticed that when she looked at him, her eyes were no longer as bright as before.

At the moment, there is only indifference and hatred.

Even though his action of feeding porridge had been extremely gentle, she still didn't give him a trace of reaction.

But so what.

Fu Siming watched her finish the porridge one mouthful at a time, thinking only: what does it matter whether she hates it or not?

As long as she belongs to him now, it's enough.

It doesn't matter whether you are Qiao Anran or ye Huanyan. I can't let go.

Hate is better than having no feelings for me.