Chapter 135

"Thank you, boss."

She said so weakly, lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, not like other women, desperately trying to find topics and make up with each other. This attitude made Fu Yan pick his eyebrows.

Song September came in, Shan Rong has been awake for an hour, Fu Jin is not in the ward, should be back to the company.

"If you hit the glass in September, you don't know what's going on in your face."

Shan Rong's voice is a little funny, and he doesn't mind his own injuries, which makes song September even more confused, but he still says,

"thank you, Shan Rong."

After Song Yan's experience, she knows how terrible a woman is, but she can't find out what's wrong with this person at present, and she can't comment rashly. She can only serve the porridge that Aunt Qiu sent to her and carefully pass the spoon to her partner.

"This porridge is delicious. Try it and try to recover early."

"Well, in September, don't feel guilty. I'm close to you in the company. I treat you as my friend. It's voluntary to hurt you. Your red eyes really make me feel bad."

Shan Rong said as he drank porridge, but he sneered. He couldn't bear his child to be a wolf. As long as he won the other party's trust this time, it's not easy to want her next time. Besides, the boss has already got a good impression on her. If she works hard, she will replace song September sooner or later.

In fact, when the glass fell, she specially protected her face. As for the others, she didn't bother to take care of them. Now it seems that she has gained a lot.

Her wound is not deep. She just stayed in the hospital for a few days, and then she was discharged. Her wound has already been scarred, but recently she can only wear long sleeves.

In the afternoon, song September went to the florist again. This time, he didn't go with Shan Rong.

"Sister September, you haven't been here for several days. What are you doing?"

Qin Mo asked casually as he arranged the bouquet.

This place is a paradise for song September. As long as we get here, the whole people will be very relaxed. After all, it belongs to her completely.

"Do you remember the girl I came with last time? After going back that time, a piece of glass suddenly fell from the second floor. She pushed me away, and then she hurt herself. I have been taking care of her recently, and I was discharged yesterday. "

Qin Mo raises his eyebrows and looks up at Song September with some doubts.

"You said she blocked the glass for you and then hurt herself?"

"Well."

Qin Mo heard each other's answer, suddenly silent down, a thrill, the last time that woman and September sister together, the eyes of crazy jealousy, but can't hide ah, she actually will block the glass for this person, should be in order to win trust.

A piece of glass smashed down from the second floor, who knows what will happen to the injured person, maybe he will be disfigured by the glass slag, maybe he will die, maybe, that woman is really cruel.

But to be so cruel to yourself and to others, it's more terrible than a bomb.

Qin Mo's heart has a new understanding of women. His arms have goose bumps. It's better to stay away from them in the future.

Song Jiuyue doesn't know Qin Mo's little Jiujiu. When it's time to get off work, she takes off her apron and leaves the place. She still lowers her head and arranges the flowers quietly.

At about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, she always felt a strange smell coming from her nose. Looking up, she didn't find anything unusual. She folded the flowers in her hands into a bunch and was about to get up. Her hands suddenly became stiff and her legs almost fell to the ground because of the long squat.

At this time, the smell came again. Her whole nose was fumigated, and her heart was shaking. Just now, the smell was very weak, and she didn't smell what it was. At this time, there was some darkness in her eyes, gasoline. It was the smell of gasoline. What's the matter?

She got up and rubbed her legs. When her legs regained consciousness, she went to the glass door, but the glass door was locked from outside and couldn't be opened.

Song September was a little flustered at this time. He patted the door hard. Fortunately, someone was passing by. There was a fire in the florist, and the smoke was very heavy. People outside couldn't open the door. Seeing the smoke in the room, they couldn't see the woman's shadow. Someone responded and dialed 119.

Fu Jin saw the news from the microblog. Without saying a word, he drove to the scene directly. He saw a crowd of people around him. They were a little angry on their faces. He took the tools under his seat and began to smash the glass door. Soon the door was smashed open. His long leg kicked the rest of the glass to pieces. The smoke filled the outside. He didn't hesitate He rushed in.

"Song September!"

"Song September!"

After two shouts, no one agreed. He had to grope around in this place. In a short time, he found song September lying on the ground in the middle of a pile of flowers. He should have inhaled a lot of smoke and passed out in a coma.He picked up the man. Fortunately, the woman was not stupid. She knew to cover her nose with a wet cloth. Otherwise, she would have suffocated by this time.

A burst of applause broke out in the crowd. At this time, Fu Yan was like a hero, but he didn't pay attention to it. His head was full of coma.

Holding song Jiuyue in his arms, he stepped on the accelerator and went to the hospital. The whole action was completed in one go. No one had time to take a picture of him, so the news on that day was just a mysterious person who saved the florist's wife. No one knew the identity of that mysterious person.

Shan Rong looked at the scene not far away. He did not kill the man. It's not bad to destroy her florist. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone. It's a pity.

She is jealous of song September. She is not only jealous but also resentful. She is the most unpopular person in the family. Why can she get the boss's favor and enter shengteng so easily.

She worked hard for so long before she got into shengteng. She didn't expect to be inferior to this woman. It's ridiculous!

Shan Rong clenched her fist at the corner, with crazy resentment in her eyes. From the moment she pulled out her mother's oxygen tube, she was no longer Shan Rong.

Such a beautiful florist is not worth it! She only deserves to be trampled!

She thinks so here, but the other side has already been in a mess. Under the pressure of Fu, the doctor doesn't dare to hurt song September, even though she is still in a coma.

"Fu Shao, Miss Song is OK. She doesn't inhale much smoke. It doesn't take long. She can wake up in about two hours."