Chapter 150

This way, Fu Jingjing is driving to the hospital.

Gu Nancheng just glanced at her faintly. He didn't even say thank you. His eyes turned back to Qiao Anran.

His face was pale and bloodless. He had helped her stop the massive bleeding at the broken finger, but the bandage was still leaking blood.

Not only him, but also Fu Jingjing felt worried. A person who was still well just now suddenly became like this.

Gu Nancheng gently hugged her in his arms and listened to her unconsciously shouting pain and heartache. He leaned over her ear and said softly, "Yan Yan, don't be afraid. I'll take you to the hospital and you'll be fine. "

Fu Jingjing always knew that Gu Nancheng was a very gentle person. He was so gentle to almost everyone. She once thought he was special to herself.

Until today, seeing him do this to Qiao Anran, or ye Huanyan, she really understood how he loved someone.

Knowing that he has lost, he cannot replace ye Huanyan. He thought he would be jealous, but seeing this situation, Fu Qingqing thought all he wanted was to hope that the woman in his arms would get better soon and nothing would happen.

On the one hand, she didn't want her brother to regret all his life. On the other hand, she didn't want to see Gu Nancheng sad.

"So you are the happy face that Nancheng brother said..." at the crossroads, she stopped the car, took out a paper towel and leaned over. She wanted to wipe the fine sweat on her forehead for the unconscious Qiao Anran, but Gu Nancheng misunderstood her.

He pushed her hand away, looked at her with alert eyes and said angrily, "don't touch her!"

"I......" Fu Jingjing endured the grievances in her heart and finally stopped talking.

Half an hour later, he arrived outside the gate of the hospital.

As soon as the car stopped, Gu Nancheng eagerly took Qiao Anran to the hospital. The nurse of the hospital looked, isn't this doctor Gu? What's the matter?

Look at the people in his arms. They are already "regular guests" of the hospital. Mrs. Fu, Qiao Anran.

"Prepare for surgery!" Gu Nancheng shouted, and the nurses outside the operating room were stunned.

"What are you doing? Save people! "

The nurse reminded, "Dr. Gu, you're not on duty today. Dr. Zeng is here."

When Dr. Zeng heard the noise, he came out and saw that it was Gu Nancheng, holding a wounded patient. He hurriedly welcomed him and said, "Dr. Gu, give me the person and I'll have an operation."

"No, I have to operate myself!"

Gu Nancheng stubbornly said that it was his happy face. No matter who gave it to, he could not rest assured.

"You're against the rules."

Doctor Zeng said, "give me the man and I'll come!"

Looking at the bloodless face of the man in his arms, Gu Nancheng darkened his dark eyes.

When he didn't know she was happy before, he could take it lightly when he operated on her. But now he can't calm himself down at all, but the most taboo of surgery is panic.

"Don't waste time. Trust me, I'll try my best."

Fu Jingjing also advised: "brother Nancheng, I know you don't want to listen to me. However, her situation is not optimistic now. Don't delay any more. Earlier treatment will have more hope. "

Gu Nancheng didn't even look at her, but solemnly said to doctor Zeng, "please."

Doctor Zeng immediately asked the nurse to push people into the operating room. Qiao Anran's consciousness was in a state of collapse because of excessive blood loss and severe pain at the broken finger.

Gu Nancheng watched the door of the operating room close, his eyes full of pain.

As a surgeon, he had seen a patient with a broken finger more than once. He knew how unbearable the pain was. But now she has to bear the pain. He wants to bear it for her!

She's so thin, how can she bear it?

Seeing Gu Nancheng's sad and decadent face, Fu Jingjing walked up to him, hesitated for a long time, and comforted: "brother Nancheng, don't worry..."

Before he finished, he pushed him away. Wearing high heels, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

This pair of high heels was specially worn by her to see Gu Nancheng today. Although he said that wearing high heels is bad for bones, she just wanted to show him the best looking herself.

How could she have thought that so many things would happen today

"Brother Nancheng, listen to me..."

"Get out!" He lowered his head and gnashed his teeth to squeeze out such a word, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He really hates people who are regarded as friends, the brothers and sisters of the Fu family. He trusted them so much that they united to deceive him.

"Brother Nancheng..."

"Don't call me that!" Gu Nancheng suddenly raised his head, scarlet eyes and roared, "I don't want to see anyone in your Fu family now!"

"I don't know all this, really! I just know, you believe me... "

"I won't trust you anymore. You and your brother are basically the same kind of people. They are all liars and can't be trusted! "

His words were like a sharp blade, stabbing Fu Jingjing's heart one by one.

It turned out that in his mind, she was such a dirty person. Fu Qingqing felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to defend himself.

Gu Nancheng has red eyes. No matter what she says, she can't listen.

He had determined in his heart that she had already known about it, how could he believe her explanation?

He let her go, but she didn't trust him to be here alone. She didn't know the situation of Joan dye. In case anything happened, she was worried that Gu Nancheng would go to extremes.

No way, Fu Qingqing had to go to the end of the corridor and stand far away, waiting for the result of the operation.

After a while, Fu Siming came.

Seeing him coming, Fu Jingjing stopped him at the end of the corridor.

The man insisted on going over and bypassing her, but she wouldn't let him.

"Don't go now. Brother Nancheng's eyes are red and he can't listen to anything."

Fu Jingjing looked up at him and scolded for the first time: "brother, what have you done!"

She looked into her brother's eyes and felt for the first time that she couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes. Now he is so strange that he is not like him before.

Her brother, Fu Siming, although he is very serious and looks cold, he loves her most. And he has always been open and aboveboard, and will never use despicable means to occupy things that do not belong to him.

But he was really wrong about Joanne's dyeing.

"You knew she wasn't Joan ran, but you had to force her to stay with you. Are you trying to kill her? Are you happy to see her like this today? Are you satisfied? "

Fu Jingjing just wants Fu Siming to wake up. He shouldn't be like this. This is not what her brother will do!

Death

That's the word again.

Fu Siming's face was extremely gloomy. Why should everyone think that what he did was to force her to death.

Can we say that... If it's not him, it won't always belong to him. No matter how hard you try, you can't keep it?

"Jingjing, I just want to keep her."

Fu Jingjing saw confusion and doubt on a man's face for the first time. A person who has always been very confident in his decision will begin to doubt himself at this moment.

"Brother, I know. But you used the wrong way... If you were honest from the beginning, or if you didn't force her to stay and let her choose, maybe it wouldn't be like this now. How can you be sure she won't choose you? "

How could he be sure she wouldn't choose him... Fu Siming hooked his lips and smiled coldly.

Because he's afraid.

He was afraid that he would lose.

He was afraid that the day-to-day relationship in less than a year could not equal the childhood friendship between her and Gu Nancheng.

"Can't you just let go if you can't keep it?"

He understood the truth, but he just didn't want to let go, but he also understood that he was not qualified to go outside the operating room.

He leaned slowly against the wall of the corridor, looking decadent.

Looking at such a brother, Fu Jingjing was not happy. When did he admit defeat and compromise with such a proud man? But seeing him like this, she knew he had lost this time.

Although distressed, but this is the most correct choice.

Fu Qingqing looked at Gu Nancheng, who was waiting anxiously outside the operating room, and seemed to understand that it wasn't her, and it didn't belong to her after all.

"Brother, if you really love her, let her be free."

Fu Jingjing sighed slightly and said persuasively, "even I can see through. Can't you see through? She chose to leave you in such an extreme way, and even didn't want everything with you in the past. If you still detained her, it would only make you all miserable. "

Fu Siming was silent for a long time. His thin lips lifted slightly: "I know."

From beginning to end, it was just a one-man show.

The play will end after all.

Outside the operating room, Gu Nancheng noticed the man at the end of the corridor, gave him a bad look, and then looked away.

After waiting for two hours, the operation was finally over, and Joan ran was pushed out by the nurse.

Doctor Zeng said, "people are out of danger."

Hearing this, Fu Jingjing glanced at Fu Siming, and the man's narrow eyes darkened the last emotion and turned away.

Let her go, she can find happiness

When Gu Nancheng looked at the end of the corridor again, no one was there.

"Dr. Zeng, her fingers..."

"I'm sorry."

Dr. Zeng shook his head. "I've tried my best to connect her finger, but even so, her finger can't be as flexible and coordinated as before."

Looking at the unconscious man, his hands were wrapped in gauze and his face was pale. Gu Nancheng was so distressed that he could not breathe.

As a designer, hands are the most precious.

In order to leave that prison, I chose to break my finger and catch up with my future. Not desperate, desperate, how could she be willing to do so.

This time, she cut off everything with that man and her dream for the rest of her life